Devil Slave (Satan system)



"I am Vice from the Royal Leviathan Family of Avarice, and You Lenny Tales, have all that is MINE!"

Lenny Raised a brow at this. He could not help but believe that he was responding to a clown. 

Till this moment, Vice had not shown himself.

However, Lenny suddenly got an Alert from the Satan System that made him stare in disbelief. 

<Alert!>

<Calibrating...>

<Environment Scanned: SYSTEM USER Found!>

Lenny could not believe what he had just heard. 

He could not help but look at the alert again. 

"From the look on your face, I can tell that your System just alerted you of my presence," Vice snickered. "Without a doubt, it is very weak. Mine knew of your presence the moment I entered the City of Milk and Honey." 

hearing this, Lenny frowned some more. 

He was not at all weak. But right now, he was about to face a person with the same kind of grace that he carried. 

In his life, Lenny had never met a System User. In fact, he would have not believed that they existed if it was not Vandora that told him. 

Also, this system user was a man that was obviously very skilled. To top it, he was for one of the Royal Families. 

All of a sudden, a water curtain appeared and Vice's head peeped through it. 

Surprisingly, He had a female face. However, the face suddenly changed to that of a little girl, and then to that of a middle-aged man. 

In this manner, Vice's face changed again and again.

He was a being with a thousand faces, each veiled in mystery and wonder. His appearance shifted like the phases of the moon, a kaleidoscope of countenances that defied the constraints of mere mortals. To encounter him was to be ensnared in a sensory whirlwind, where sight, smell, touch, and even taste danced upon the precipice of the extraordinary.

His eyes, Green, the windows to a thousand souls, glimmered with an ethereal light. Each glance bestowed a different face upon him, an ever-changing visage that could be tender and compassionate one moment, and stern and foreboding the next. His features shifted seamlessly, the lines of his face morphing to reveal countless identities.

A subtle aroma trailed in his wake, a scent as elusive as his shifting faces. It was an intoxicating blend of sandalwood and ancient parchment, mingled with the fragrance of blooming roses and the earthy musk of a forgotten forest. Each whiff carried a hint of distant places, of long-lost memories and unspoken secrets, leaving the air rich with the essence of a thousand unseen worlds.

Lenny was even surprised that he could use his nose in such a place with a terrible atmosphere.

But The moment Vice arrived, he was surprised to find that he could. 

Without a doubt, this man was no ordinary man. Lenny had no choice but to admit that before him was a freak. 

However, Vice had yet to begin. 

"You do not feed it! I can tell you do not feed it!" Vice spoke. 

"Feed what?" Lenny asked back, as two swords slowly appeared from the storage unit. 

"You do not feed your system with some points. All you do is eat all the growth. No wonder your Growth is so slow. You have even had your system a month longer than me and you are this weak."

Lenny's frown got deeper.

Immediately, lenny used Appraiser on him. However, it was of no use. Appraiser did not show Vice's Stats. 

Instead, The Stats that came out were static. 

Clearly, Lenny could tell that Vice could see his stats but he could not see Vice's Stats. 

"Satan System, Hide My Stats!"

<Affirmative>

Vice suddenly chuckled, "Don't worry, I have seen what i need to see. You are just a puppy, and your Satan System is barely a rank one System, and even that growth is because of your general rise in power. Without giving back some points to your system, you have not allowed it grow and in turn, grow you!

But no matter, there is no need to worry. I have now arrived. I will be taking that troublesome system from your very soul." 

"You are not a Fighter in this competition are you?" Lenny asked. 

Vice walked a hand, and a person's head appeared. This person, lenny recognized to be one of the fighters of the competition and at one corner, was the Participant. He looked to be asleep. 

The only problem with this was that the Participant was now empty of limbs, leaving behind only a torso. 

Vice chuckled a little, "All I did was take his Contract for myself at the last minute and enter the competition. i was almost thinking you wont show up, but I see I neglected your love for a beautiful entrance...Hehehe!" 

All of a sudden, knives appeared in the air again and they rushed for Lenny. 

This time around, it was not one or two but over a thousand. 

Each sword, blade, knife gleaming as it reflected the rays of the sun. 

Instantly, Lenny dodged as he waved his blades, blocking some and redirecting some others. 

There were also those that he outrightly sliced in two. 

All the swords were incredibly defended against.

Lenny smirked, "If that is all you have, then you might as well be prey!" 

However, as he said this, a small line of blood appeared on his left cheek. 

Lenny frowned at this, but it was the alarm he got from the system that truly frightened him. 

<Alert Points stolen from Host>

<-2 points Strength> 

This was not just a reduction in points, but actual an actual steal. 

Vice Chuckled lightly, "I know right! It is indeed a surprise. 

Let me introduce myself in a different light, "I am Vice from the Royal Levathian Family and Holder of The Greed System. Do you understand now, everything you own is MINE!"

(Author's note: Sorry for the mistake guys. It was my fault. Hope you enjoyed the chapter)