The Incubus System Chapter 1220. Villain Takeover Arc
The Incubus System Chapter 1220. Villain Takeover Arc I grabbed his face in one hand. Firm. Tight. His head barely able to move. He gasped,
The Incubus System Chapter 1220. Villain Takeover Arc
I grabbed his face in one hand. Firm. Tight. His head barely able to move. He gasped, trying to pull away but going nowhere.
“You still want to fight, huh?” I whispered.
His breath was sharp and broken. “Don’t—”
I cut him off.
“Mind Corruption… Rewrite.”
[Skill Activated: Mind Corruption – Rewrite ]
[Resistance: 47%… Overridden]
[Progress: 8%… 23%… 51%…]
He struggled for the first few seconds, but his body started to stiffen as the corruption spread.
[Progress: 76%… 93%…]
His pupils shook, his limbs twitched like faulty wires.
[Progress: 100% – Rewrite]
[New Directive: Loyalty Adjustment – Prioritize Orders from Ethan Strongheart & Demon Hunter Association]
[Emotional Hostility Suppressed – Stability Enhanced]
Nathan slumped.
And finally passed out.
His chest rose and fell, but that fury behind his eyes? Gone.
I let him drop gently to the floor and took a slow breath.
Clea stepped forward quietly, her voice soft, hesitant. “Ethan…”
I turned to her, reading the concern written all over her face.
“I didn’t kill him,” I said. “He’s still breathing. Still intact.”
Clea lowered her eyes to Nathan’s unconscious body. “But why go this far?”
I let out a dry chuckle.
“He’s the same age as me. He’s still unstable. Still stubborn.” My eyes softened just a little as I looked at him. “And… maybe… if this power hadn’t come to me, I would’ve taken the same path.”
I let that thought linger for a second longer than I meant to.
“But still… he’s been a thorn in the flesh for too long. I need to make sure he’s on my side, one way or another.”
Clea bit her lip. “You rewrote his memory?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “Hopefully… this version of him will be better.”
There was a pause between us — that weird, awkward tension when morality tries to breathe inside a room where none of it exists anymore.
Clea exhaled, her voice barely above a whisper. “I… hope so too.”
I didn’t respond. Instead, I turned my head toward the chamber doors.
Alright. That was enough political drama for today.
First priority?
Emma.
Ruby.
Tiffany.
I needed to check on them — my people. My family.
Well… that’s what I wanted to do.
And for once, I actually tried to use my brain before walking around like a clueless idiot.
I activated my Telepathy skill.
‘Guys, where are you?’ I reached out mentally, sending the message to all three of them at once.
Emma answered first, her voice sharp but calm inside my head. ‘I’m in the safety room.’
‘Safety room?’ I repeated mentally. ‘What about you, Tiff?’
‘Same,’ Tiffany replied softly.
Then Ruby’s voice slid into the link like she was just waiting for her turn. ‘Me too. They ordered us to evacuate here when things got unstable.’
‘Alright,’ I said, relieved that at least they were all together. ‘I’ll come to you.’
Simple enough.
The problem was… yeah.
I didn’t actually know where the safety room was.
At all.
‘Uh… okay…’ I paused for a second before adding, ‘I forgot to ask. Where is the safety room?’
There was a beat of silence on the link.
‘Alright. Listen carefully. You go straight from the main chamber exit, take the second left, then there’s a locked door — you’ll need clearance but I assume you can handle that. After that you turn right at the blue corridor, pass the secondary armory, there’s a hallway with a red exit sign—’ Emma explained.
At this point my brain was already buffering.
‘Uh-huh… got it…’ I lied as confidently as possible.
‘Ethan—’
‘It’s fine. I’ll figure it out.’
Which was total BS. I didn’t understand half of it.
But admitting that?
Yeah, no. Not after everything I pulled today.
I mean, I knew they were somewhere inside this massive building, but no one gave me a goddamn map. And considering I just pulled off this long, dramatic villain takeover arc?
I’d think I’d be better prepared.
But no. Here I was.
Standing like an idiot just outside the chamber.
The cool villain aura?
Gone.
I stood still, eyes narrowing, concentrating. I tried to tap into Emma’s thread — the mana link — to feel out her location.
Except… yeah.
My brain felt like fried circuits after brainwashing half the damn government.
The connection flickered. Fuzzy.
Like weak Wi-Fi signal in the middle of hell.
‘Seriously? After all that work…’
I clenched my jaw, exhaling sharply through my nose, trying again to stabilize my senses.
Still nothing.
Damn it.
Ivy stood beside me, watching silently at first. Then she tilted her head, confused.
“Your Highness… what’s wrong?” she asked gently.
I looked at her, embarrassed, scratching the back of my head. “Uh… I want to go to Emma’s place but yeah… I don’t know where she is.”
Ivy blinked.
“…You don’t know where she is?” she repeated, like she was double-checking that I was actually serious.
I sighed. “I mean— I know where she is. She said she’s in the safety room.”
The corner of Ivy’s mouth twitched. She tried her best not to smile, but I caught it instantly.
“Hey—don’t you dare laugh.”
“I’m not.” She coughed into her fist, trying to smother the grin creeping onto her face. “It’s just… after all those cool speeches and your little villain performance inside?”
“Yeah, yeah…” I waved her off, muttering. “Don’t remind me.”
“I thought you were omnipotent now.”
“I’m still learning building layouts, okay? I skipped that part of the villain package.”
Ivy smiled wider now, clearly enjoying this a bit too much. “Do you want me to find her for you, Your Highness?”
“Please.” I exhaled like I’d just admitted defeat to the universe. “Before my reputation suffers any more damage.”
But before she even moved—
“Hey.”
A voice cut in casually from behind us.
I turned, and there was Maria, just strolling up like none of this was weird. Calm. Casual. Like someone who didn’t care she was walking straight into the aftermath of a political coup.
She raised an eyebrow at me, her tone only slightly amused. “Is everything clear, Your Highness?”
I blinked. “Oh, Maria. Perfect timing.”