As Livia and Leon's kiss began to draw from the seconds into minutes, Lara had reached her limit, she needed direct stimulation.
She pulled them apart before finding Leon's lips and pulling into a kiss.
Leon could feel it, the lust emanating from his wives only served to drive him further and further away from his sanity.
He could smell the wetness coming from between both their legs and it was in toxicating to say the least.
His left moved over to Livia who was still in a daze catching her breath, he maneuvered his hand into her dress pulling back her underwear to give him complete access to her dripping pussy.
"Aaahhhh" Livia moaned squirting a little as Leon's fingers came in contact with her clit, this was so different from when she did it her self, he had barely even touched her and she was already on the verge of losing her mind. What would happen when he—.
"Mmmhhhmm!!!" But her thoughts were cut short as Leon began rub her clit, he started slow before speeding up a bit.
"Nhh~~Ahhhh... Leon" Livia was getting wetter and wetter, she was spasming and twitching as Leon's fingers danced on her clit.
Meanwhile Lara wasn't doing any better, Leon had moved from her lips to her now exposed chest, bite marks lined her body from her neck down to her breasts.
.
He moved down to her taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking it a bit before biting down hard. "Ahhhn!!"
The pain of Leon's teasing combined with the pleasure she felt through her connection to her sister it was nothing short of amazing.
This was the first time Leon had ever touched a girl like this, but the way his hands moved were too masterfull, like he had trained for the soul purpose of making them cum.
Livia was beginning to get used the speed at which Leon was rubbing her clit, and it seemed like he could tell, because the moment the the thought appeared in her head he started moving faster.
"Nnggghh.." Livia's body arched, her legs closed capturing Leon's arm between them, but if course that didn't stop him.
He gradually sped up, earning more intense moans from both sisters.
"Ahhh.. Leon wait if go that fast i'll....Aaahhh" but he begging was no use, Leon's desire and obsessive love had taken control , and after a few more minutes.
"I... I'm cummmmming!" Livia had finally climaxed, spraying her love juices all over his hand before fainting.
Through their connection Lara had felt her sisters orgasm, but she wasn't quite there yet, but then Leon but down on her breast again with his sharp teeth, this time even harder.
"Ahhh... fuck, cummming... I'm cummming!!" Her fingers dugged into his back as she squeezed him before her body went limp.
Leon laid her down beside Livia, they both looked satisfied, like they had accomplished some grand mission. But Leon was far from it, the bulge in his pants twitched threatening to break through, but having sex now just didn't seem right, for one they were unconscious and he wanted all five of them to be together when they did it.
His little brother didn't show any signs of calming down soon so he decided to just take a walk.
Leon stood there for a long moment, watching them. The two were so alike — same face, same silver hair. — yet so different in how they carried it. For a second, he smiled softly.
Then he sighed. "Guess I'll let them rest."
He turned quietly, leaving the room and stepping back into the halls of the library. The silence wrapped around him again, heavy but comforting. The air smelled faintly of dust and old paper.
He walked aimlessly between the towering shelves, his footsteps echoing softly. His mind drifted to everything that had happened — the blood awakenings if he could call it that, the fights, the monsters.
And then—
[ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ]
> Combat Data Analysis … COMPLETE
Soul Count … VERIFIED
Evolution Prerequisites Met
───────────────
RANK ADVANCEMENT AVAILABLE
> Confirm Advancement?
[ YES ] / [ NO ]
Leon blinked. "Now? …Tch. Guess it finally caught up."
Leon had met the kill count before they entered the library but the system didn't give a notification, so he had long forgotten about it.
"Yes" he said, his voice echoing through out the library.
At first, nothing happened.
The screen dissolved into faint sparks of light, fading into the air. Silence stretched. Even the distant hum of the library seemed to hold its breath.
Then — the air began to vibrate.
A low hum pulsed through the ground, subtle at first, then growing stronger, like the heartbeat of something immense waking beneath the earth. The vibration ran up his legs, through his chest, until the very air around him began to shimmer.
"W-What the—"
Light burst from beneath his skin. Thin cracks of radiance traced along his veins like molten gold, spreading rapidly across his arms and chest. The temperature in the room spiked, and the pressure made the air feel heavy, suffocating.
The light grew brighter.
Brighter—
Until it exploded.
A beam of pure white energy erupted from his body, tearing straight through the ceiling. The blast shattered stone and steel, sending fragments flying as the beam carved its way into the black sky above.
Outside, the night was momentarily erased.
Across the city, survivors stopped in their tracks, their faces bathed in the blinding radiance pouring out from the university.
Some fell to their knees, thinking it was divine. Others fled in terror.
And then—just as suddenly—it ended.
The light vanished, leaving behind a gaping hole where the roof once was. The scent of burnt dust and ozone filled the air.
Leon stood at the center of it all, the floor beneath him cracked and glowing faintly. The nearby shelves had been disintegrated to ash, their remains swirling lazily in the still air.
He slowly opened his eyes, faint trails of light fading from his pupils. His voice came out barely above a whisper.
"…Did I just do that?"
For a moment, he didn't move. His pulse was racing, his breath uneven.
Then he looked around — and the first thing he thought was,' thank God I left the room'.
If they'd been anywhere near this, he wasn't sure there'd even be a room left.
He exhaled slowly, steadying his heart. And that's when he felt it.
The energy.
It coursed through him — fierce and alive, flowing beneath his skin. Power thrummed in his veins, sharp and intoxicating.
He could feel he had definitely gotten stronger, so strong that he could probably kill a hundred skivers without breaking a sweat.
As he imagined demolishing hordes of monsters. something suddenly flickered at the edge of his vision.
A small glimmer, like a firefly.
He turned his head, watching it drift lazily past him, its light soft and gold. Then another appeared. And another.
Soon he realized it wasn't just a few.
They were everywhere.
Tiny points of light filled the air, floating in silence, each one glowing faintly.
Leon turned in slow circles, the motes of light drifting lazily past his face like endless stars. His pulse thudded in his ears.
What… what is this?
Ambient mana.»
The answer dropped into his mind so smoothly that for a second he thought he'd said it himself. He blinked, stiffening. "Who—who is that?" he hissed aloud, eyes sweeping the ruined library.
No one. Just the floating lights.
«You're looking the wrong way.»
Leon spun again, his jaw tightening. "Show yourself!"
«Oh brother » the voice sighed. « That's the problem with young people, so eger. But that won't help you. I'm not out there.»
Leon's hands curled into fists. "Then where the hell are you?"
A chuckle rolled through his mind, faint but distinct, like someone speaking from just behind his eyes.
«Right here» the voice said lightly.« I'm in your head. And to be honest it's a bit spacious in here»
Leon swallowed hard, staring at the lights still circling around him. "Inside my head…?"
Leon's eyebrow twitched. "…Spacious? Really?"
The voice chuckled, low and silky, like a cat playing with its food.
«Relax. I'm only joking. But, wow… for someone who just lit up the whole damn city, you're awfully slow on the uptake.»
Leon gritted his teeth. "You're enjoying this way too much."
«Of course I am. I've been stuck dormant for ages, and now I'm awake — thanks to you. And you're finally strong enough to hear me. Lucky you.»
"Who are you?" Leon asked quietly, his voice echoing between the towering shelves.
«I can't really say that yet» the voice said, hesitant. «But you can just call me Al»
Leon's brow furrowed. "Then… what are you?"
There was a pause. The voice came back, lower, almost like a secret. «You're not qualified to know that yet.»
He blinked. "Huh?"
«Yeah. I don't make the rules.»
"Then who does" Leon asked looking at the hole in the roof.
«Your not qualified to know that either»
The voice didn't seem to have any bad intentions but I was really starting to get on Leon's nerves, like an annoying relative.