The Incubus System Chapter 1223. Full Villain Mode
The Incubus System Chapter 1223. Full Villain Mode Maria and Ivy were already waiting outside the safety room. Ivy instantly raised her brow
The Incubus System Chapter 1223. Full Villain Mode
Maria and Ivy were already waiting outside the safety room. Ivy instantly raised her brow the moment she saw me.
“Still alive?” she teased.
“Barely.” I exhaled. “Mentally, I took more damage than I did fighting Zatan.”
Maria smirked. “And emotionally?”
I gave her a deadpan look. “Don’t even start.”
As we moved together down the hallway, my steps grew lighter. I could feel it already—the shift. My pulse calming, my senses sharpening. My little infiltration act was over. The human mask was no longer necessary.
We made it to the main corridor and stopped for a second. The lights flickered slightly as the generators kicked in.
Time to switch back.
I exhaled slowly and activated my transformation.
[You have activated your Demonic Form]
The shift rippled through my body like warm lightning. My demon aura unfurled like wings of pressure, causing both Ivy and Maria to instinctively flinch back slightly—though not from fear, just from the raw weight of it.
The horns emerged first . The wings unfurled. One side shadowed with dark crimson veins, the other bright with glowing angelic feathers. My tail flicked out behind me, stretching like it hadn’t been free for hours.
Claws reshaped my fingers briefly before settling into my gauntlet armor, and my eyes glowed faintly with golden-red light, piercing through the air like embers.
And finally, my mask appeared in my palm — a sleek black steel design with crimson lines running across the mouth and eyes.
I slipped it on.
My voice echoed slightly behind it now, calm but cold. “Now that feels better.”
Maria chuckled. “Back to being a proper demon prince.”
Ivy exhaled. “It’s honestly kind of unfair how good you look like this.”
I turned my gaze forward. My steps were silent, but heavy with presence.
Clear. Direct. No hesitation.
Until I stopped.
We all stopped.
In front of the elevator.
We stared at it for about two seconds before the silence broke.
The doors were dented. The panel flickered with error messages. There were still scorch marks along the walls from the previous clashes.
The whole thing was offline.
“…Of course,” I muttered. “Perfect timing.”
I pressed one finger against the useless button out of pure spite before sighing.
“Teleportation it is.”
I reached out, grabbing both Ivy and Maria by their waists without hesitation. My hands slid around them with the kind of ease that came from far too many nights together.
Ivy glanced up at me with a playful smirk, her voice dropping into that soft, teasing tone she always used when she wanted to get under my skin. “Mmm… like this, Your Highness? Are we teleporting, or were you planning something a little more… intimate right here?”
Maria leaned slightly into my side, lips brushing near my ear as she added, “Should I be jealous? Or are you trying to start a threesome here?”
I chuckled, shaking my head. “Later, you two. We have an audience waiting.”
Ivy giggled softly while Maria flashed a sultry grin, clearly enjoying my reaction. They both knew exactly what they were doing — and exactly how much restraint I was exercising right now.
“Tease,” I muttered.
The world snapped sideways. Colors twisted. Air pressure bent unnaturally.
And just like that — we landed on the rooftop.
The cold wind hit immediately.
Several helicopters hovered, engines roaring, with cameras attached and broadcast crews scrambling below. Sirens wailed faintly from the streets, blending with the hum of government convoys still circling the area.
And they weren’t alone.
Waiting near the edge of the rooftop were my people.
Elenna was below, standing right in the middle of the media chaos—news vans, armored cars, camera drones hovering around like oversized flies. Her crew was already setting up lights and mics, with reporters scrambling to position themselves for the perfect shot.
She stood there like she owned the entire scene, her coat fluttering dramatically in the wind — and yeah, knowing Elenna, she probably did practice that pose beforehand. The moment she saw me appear on the rooftop, her eyes lit up with that familiar gleam.
‘There you are!’
Meanwhile, up here on the rooftop, my people were waiting.
Luna leaned casually against a support beam, arms crossed, her usual mischievous smirk on full display.
“You’re late, Your Highness,” she teased, her voice cool but carrying that bite of humor beneath it.
My pets were already scattered nearby. They perked up the moment I arrived, tails swishing, claws clicking against the rooftop like a rhythmic drumbeat.
I exhaled behind my mask. “I had to check on something first.”
Miranda stood beside Luna, offering a respectful nod. “The building has stabilized. Security lockdowns are lifted. The media channels are already prepping below.”
And of course—
Nefaris.
The Vampire Queen herself was seated lazily near the railing, one leg crossed over the other, her crimson eyes gleaming under the city lights.
“Ah~” she sighed dramatically. “These humans are terribly boring. I thought at least one of them would try to shoot me by now.”
Her voice oozed both elegance and boredom.
Then—
Syntyche emerged from one of the shadows. A few of her spyderlings scurried around her feet like playful pets.
“Well,” Syntyche said with that sly grin of hers, “you spent your time messing around.” She pointed at me with a lazy twirl of her finger. “Me? I’ve been using my intel. These little ones have already mapped half their underground archives.”
“Of course you have.” I chuckled beneath the mask. “I wouldn’t expect anything less.”
I turned my gaze across all of them now, my crew gathered like the perfect villain backdrop.
“Alright.” My voice grew sharper, more focused. “Now — behave.”
Maria smirked. Ivy straightened. Elenna grinned wide.
“We’re about to go full villain mode.” I spread my wings fully now, casting a massive shadow across the rooftop. “We’re getting interviewed.”
The cameras below were already aiming. Drones hovered closer. Reporters in armored vests pointed up toward us.
The world was watching.
Exactly how I planned it.
And my next move?
Would echo through every screen on Earth.
Showtime.