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Midnight MistressX Hello lovelies! This is my first system novel and I'm extremely nervous. Please leave your thoughts in the comment section. Borahae💜
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Earl of Unfortunate Hospitality.
Minutes turned into hours. The chandeliers dripped wax like slow tears. The air smelled of dust, roses, and faint decay. Somewhere in the corner, a ghostly pianist was playing a distorted version of Für Elise.Tea was poured. Cakes were served. Bones rattled.Every now and then, a guest’s finger dropped into the teacup and had to be politely returned.Leo tried to smile like a proper host. “So… how’s eternity treating everyone?”A skeletal lady with half a face gave him a long, silent stare. The teacup in her hand twitched. “Delightful,” she hissed, voice like crushed glass.Leo laughed weakly. “Yeah, me too.”Mira shot him a look. “Don’t provoke the dead.”“I’m trying not to exist in their social circle,” he hissed back.Nyra was busy handing out sugar cubes that disintegrated before they reached the cups. Every time one of the nobles looked at her too long, she shrank behind Leo’s leg.For a fleeting moment, it looked like the mission might actually go smoothly.Then the candles fli
Chapter 45: Dressed in comedy
Chapter 45: Dressed for DisasterBack in the city—The room was cloaked in luxury, the kind that carried danger in its perfume. The long glass windows reflected the city skyline, and at the head of the oval table sat a woman in crimson heels and a tailored black suit. Her manicured nails drummed rhythmically against the surface as her voice—low, smooth, and lethal—cut through the silence.“So,” she began, her words dripping like venom, “the person who dares to stress my dearest nephew… was an E-class hunter? Not even a C-class?”Kael swallowed hard, his back straight but his spine cold. “Y-yes, Aunt.”The woman—Therese Valtoria, one of the most feared guild executives in the continent—slowly rose from her chair. Her movements were deliberate, feline. “Well, well, well…” she murmured. “Should I be disappointed… or enraged?”Kael’s heart raced. He wasn’t sure which answer would spare him, so he did what he did best—he improvised. “Aunt, he isn’t a normal E-class hunter!”Therese raised
Chapter 44: Tea party of doom
The moment they stepped into the tower, silence swallowed them whole.The air inside was heavy — thick with dust, heat, and the metallic tang of blood. The first floor stretched before them like a battlefield long abandoned. The flickering red runes on the walls cast distorted shadows across the piles of corpses — the slain maws of the tower.Their bulbous bodies lay scattered like deflated carcasses, their mouths gaping wide even in death, fangs frozen mid-snarl. Steam still rose faintly from a few of them.Tessa stopped short. “By the Ancients…” she whispered. “Did he… do all this?”Dean’s boots crunched lightly over a trail of dried ichor. His expression didn’t change, but his eyes took everything in — the placement of each corpse, the clean slices, the patterns of impact across the stones.Rurik whistled low. “Well, the kid’s got guts — and apparently, skill to back it up.” He kicked one of the corpses lightly, its gelatinous body collapsing inward with a sickening squelch. “Damn.
Chapter 43: Alive
The tower loomed against the bleeding dusk like a dagger stabbed into the world with its black stone gleaming faintly under the crimson sky. Mist swirled around its base, alive with whispering echoes. Every few minutes, a strange pulse shivered through the air as if the tower itself was breathing.Tessa paced near the ridge, her cloak whipping behind her as she muttered under her breath. “He’s been gone too long,” she said for the tenth time, her eyes darting between the trembling horizon and the tower’s glowing entrance. “It’s been hours. What if something happened to him?”Rurik, leaning lazily against a half-fallen pillar, grunted. “You’re talking about that guy again? The one who just walked in without backup?” He snorted. “Then yeah, something probably did happen to him. Like, oh, I don’t know, maybe death by stupidity.”“Rurik!” Tessa snapped, glaring at him. “He went in alone. You saw what we all experienced the last time we tried that!”Rurik shrugged. “Yeah. And I saw how w
Chapter 42: Next level
The air was thick with blood.It wasn’t just the smell, it was in the walls, the floor, the sound. The entire chamber pulsed like a living wound.Leo swung his blade, teeth gritted, as the Corruption Warden lunged again. The thing looked like it had once been human—a hulking knight now fused with black armor that oozed like tar. Its sword was jagged bone, dripping with crimson energy that hissed whenever it hit the air.“Stay down, damn it!” Leo snarled, parrying the monster’s downward strike. Sparks spat as metal screamed against bone. The impact forced him back, his boots scraping over slick stone.Mira darted around his shoulder, glowing with frantic blue light. “You call that staying down? That thing’s regenerating faster than your brain cells!”“Not helping, Mira!”The Warden’s helmet twitched, letting out a growl that sounded more like a dying cathedral’s bell than a voice. It swung again. Leo ducked, rolled, and barely avoided the blade as it sliced a stone pillar in half like p
Chapter 41: Crimson sand
The light consumed them, dragging them upward as the world faded once more.When the glow dimmed, Leo blinked and immediately regretted it.The floor beneath him was slick and crimson, not with carpet or stone—but with dried, flaking blood. The air reeked of rust and something sweeter like decay masked by perfume. The walls stretched high, forming a massive circular coliseum. Cracked pillars jutted from the ground, and faint silhouettes—like afterimages of long-dead warriors—stood frozen mid-battle, half-formed and fading with each breath of the wind.Mira floated out of the ring, looking around. “Okay. Creepy points: ten out of ten. Smells like someone murdered a perfume shop.”Leo wrinkled his nose. “You’re not wrong. Smells like death… and regret.”The system chimed:[Welcome to Floor 3 – The Crimson Arena][Objective: Cleanse the Arena of Remaining Corruption][Bonus Reward: ???]“‘Remaining corruption,’” Leo muttered. “So… clean-up duty. Great.”The echo of his voice bounced back,
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