Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1773: The Devil words: Part-2

Young Aether slowly licked the blood from the corner of his lips before letting out a quiet chuckle. His crimson pupils in the void glowed with cruel amusement as he stared directly into the Commander’s trembling face.

“Don’t worry…” he said with a sinister smile that slowly spread across his face. “I’ll take good care of your daughter as well. After all…” He tilted his head from one side to the other, his grin becoming increasingly twisted.

“I’m her daddy… right?~”

The moment those words entered the Commander’s ears, something inside him finally broke.

His pupils violently contracted before countless crimson cracks spread across his irises, as though the very foundation of his sanity had fractured beyond repair. Every fabricated memory Young Aether had planted moments ago merged with his emotions until the illusion became indistinguishable from reality.

“YOU FUCKER!! BECAUSE OF YOU… I LOST MY WIFE!!”

BAM!

The Commander’s metal fist crashed directly into Young Aether’s face. Blood sprayed across the bed as Young Aether’s head snapped violently to the side.

“Hehe…”

Instead of screaming, Young Aether simply laughed.

“BECAUSE OF YOU… I LOST MY MOTHER!!”

BAM!

Another devastating punch landed squarely against his face.

“HeheHEH…!”

The laughter only became louder.

“AND BECAUSE OF YOU… I’M GOING TO LOSE MY DAUGHTER!! AAAARRRGGHHHH!!”

BAM!

“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!”

The Commander continued raining down punches without restraint. His metal knuckles became soaked with Young Aether’s blood as crimson droplets splattered across the walls and floor.

Several of Young Aether’s teeth shattered under the relentless assault, yet the smile on his face never disappeared.

“HEHEHEHEHE!!!”

Blood continuously dripped from Young Aether’s lips as he slowly lifted his head and looked at the Commander with nothing but mockery in his eyes.

“Is… that all you’ve got?” he laughed through blood-stained teeth.

“Haha… I can see why your wife loved it when I pounded her pussy. Hahahah~ You don’t even have enough strength to go deeper… do you? Wink~wink~”

His laughter echoed throughout the room with an unsettling calmness that made the atmosphere feel increasingly suffocating.

The Commander suddenly froze.

For the first time in his life, he felt as though he wasn’t the one breaking someone else.

He was the one falling apart!

Tears slowly streamed down his face before he even realised he was crying.

“S-Stop…” he whispered between ragged breaths as his mechanical arms trembled uncontrollably.

“M-My wife… why… why did you do that to her?”

Young Aether slowly tilted his head, widening his eyes with exaggerated innocence while maintaining that horrifying smile.

“Why?” he repeated quietly before leaning close enough for the Commander to hear every single word.

“Because… she told me her husband was… GAYYYYYYY~”

“I’M NOT GAYYYYYY!! FUCK YOUUUUUU!!”

BAM!!

The next punch landed with overwhelming force, instantly shattering several of Young Aether’s teeth. Blood burst from his mouth as fragments of white enamel scattered across the floor, yet despite the devastating impact, his expression never changed.

That smile…

It never disappeared.

The Commander stared at him in horror.

There was no fear.

No pain or hatred.

The boy only continued smiling with an excitement that felt utterly inhuman, as though every strike only amused him further instead of causing suffering.

For the very first time since becoming a Commander, genuine fear crept into his heart.

Young Aether slowly spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor before looking back up with blood covering his lips.

“Don’t worry…” he muttered with a chilling grin.

“Even if you’re gay, I’ll make sure your daughter grows up loving a real man instead of someone like you. She’ll love my cock just as much as her…

MOTHER DID! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!”

Those final words completely destroyed whatever sanity the Commander still possessed.

His breathing became erratic as every fabricated memory fused perfectly with his emotions, convincing him beyond all doubt that everything Young Aether had described had truly happened.

His wife had betrayed him.

His mother had been violated.

His daughter would be taken away next.

None of it was real.

Yet his broken mind no longer possessed the ability to distinguish reality from illusion.

With an animalistic roar that echoed throughout the entire barracks, the Commander raised both mechanical arms above his head. Every hydraulic piston violently hissed as red energy surged through the glowing conduits while power output rapidly climbed toward its maximum threshold.

“DDIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE—!!!”

He unleashed every ounce of strength in a single devastating strike, bringing both fists crashing down with enough force to flatten an armoured vehicle.

CHUCKKKK!

However, before the empowered fists could come crashing down, the Eclipse weapon… just appeared right before his face and pierced straight through the Commander’s face.

The blade split his head perfectly down the centre.

Starting from the bridge of his nose, the razor-sharp edge carved its way through his skull until it emerged from the back of his head. Flesh, bone, and metal parted effortlessly before the weapon’s impossible sharpness.

Both eyes rolled lifelessly to opposite sides as blood poured from the split running across his nose, eyes, and mouth, painting the floor beneath him crimson.

The energy surging through his mechanical arms instantly vanished.

The hydraulic pistons fell silent.

The brilliant red glow around the mech-suit dimmed before disappearing altogether as every system abruptly shut down. His raised fists, which moments ago carried enough force to crush reinforced armour, now dropped limply onto Young Aether’s shoulders with barely enough strength to be called a touch.

Commander 10… was dead.

[Twin Domains: 952↑/ 999]

Young Aether lay completely still, blankly staring at the corpse before him.

What… just happened?

How had the Commander lost control so completely?

He didn’t know.

No!… There was one thing he knew for certain.

He had done it.

But…

How?

Drip…

Drip…

Fresh blood slowly trickled down the Eclipse’s curved blade before falling onto Young Aether’s lips. The warm metallic scent filled his senses as another crimson droplet rolled across his tongue.

Without changing his expression, he slowly pulled the weapon free.

Schkkk…

The blood-covered blade slid out with a wet sound before Commander 10’s lifeless body collapsed onto him.

Young Aether didn’t move.

He simply stared at the grotesquely split face lying before him.

Several long seconds passed in complete silence.

Then…

His mouth slowly began to widen.

It wasn’t an ordinary smile.

The corners of his lips stretched farther and farther until they exceeded what any human face should have been capable of. The muscles beneath his cheeks trembled violently as though something inside was forcing them apart.

Trrr…

Tore!

The corners of his lips suddenly split open like fragile paper, ripping wider with sickening ease until the gruesome grin nearly reached both ears…. like a wicked grinning arc.

His broken human teeth began twitching.

One by one…

They loosened.

Then fell.

Tiny clicks echoed across the steel floor as blood-soaked teeth scattered around the bed and floor.

In their place, new fangs slowly emerged.

Long… Needle-sharp!

Predatory!!

Each one pushed through his gums with unnatural speed until rows of animalistic teeth completely replaced the human ones. Thick strands of transparent saliva stretched between the newly formed fangs before slowly dripping onto the bed.

For that single moment…

Young Aether no longer resembled a human being.

He looked like something wearing human skin.

No…

Even calling it a monster didn’t feel sufficient.

With a low, guttural growl vibrating deep within his throat, he suddenly lunged downward.

CRUNCH!!

His jaws closed around the Commander’s face with terrifying force.

The sound resembled someone crushing a brittle biscuit between their teeth.

Bone splintered.

Eyeballs burst.

Flesh tore apart!!!

Blood flooded his mouth as he ripped away nearly the entire face in a single bite. What remained exposed was shattered bone, fractured teeth, and portions of the glistening brain beneath the destroyed skull.

CRUNCH!!

He bit again.

And again.

And again.

Each bite was followed by the sickening sounds of flesh tearing, bones cracking, and wet chewing as he devoured everything before him without hesitation.

“Rrrrrhhh~”

For nearly an entire minute, the only sound filling the room was the steady rhythm of chewing, crunching, and swallowing.

When nothing edible remained around the head, Young Aether casually shoved the headless corpse aside with his foot.

The armoured body toppled onto the floor with a dull metallic clang.

He slowly stood before the mirror mounted against the wall.

Blood covered nearly every inch of his face.

Small fragments of brain tissue clung to his cheeks, while crimson streaks dripped from his chin onto the floor beneath him.

He silently watched his own reflection.

The grotesque tears stretching toward his ears slowly began closing.

The split flesh knitted itself together with unnatural precision, as though invisible threads were stitching every layer of skin back into place. Within moments, the horrifying smile vanished without leaving even the faintest scar.

The bruises covering his body gradually faded.

The cuts sealed shut.

Broken flesh regenerated before his eyes until not a single injury remained.

Was this…

The Vampire’s regenerative ability?

Perhaps.

But at that moment…

Young Aether didn’t care.

He simply continued staring into the mirror.

Looking at the reflection before him…

It somehow felt as though he wasn’t looking at himself anymore.

It felt like…

Someone else was staring back.

He didn’t know how he had twisted the Commander’s mind.

He had simply done it, as though it came as naturally as breathing.

As if something buried deep within his consciousness had quietly whispered the method into his mind.

Was it because of the Vampire’s blood?

Had he unconsciously manipulated his blood?

Or…

Was the blood manipulating him instead?

He wasn’t sure.

He felt nothing was wrong.

Yes… Nothing felt wrong.

Everything simply felt… Natural.

As though it had always been part of him.

Young Aether briefly glanced at the fallen Commander before lowering his eyes toward the glowing restraint around his wrists. The rope-like handcuffs had already lost their radiant light the moment their owner died.

He casually yanked them apart.

Snap!

The restraints broke instantly.

Walking over to the mirror, he leaned closer and examined the gap between his teeth. Feeling something lodged there, he reached inside with a finger while speaking in an indifferent tone.

“Oi… can you control his suit?”

^I need his access code to bypass the security Portocols and take control of his suit.^

Young Aether clicked his tongue.

“Tsk… can’t you do something else? You hijacked the previous suit.”

Under normal circumstances, RIN would’ve immediately replied with one of her usual sarcastic remarks. However, after everything she had just witnessed, she seemed to understand exactly when to stay quiet and when to joke around, almost as though she had known him for years.

This time, she answered without her usual attitude.

^That suit wasn’t being worn. Since it had just been manufactured, I managed to hijack its system^

“Tsk… what a useless bitch who only knows how to run her mouth.”

He muttered before pulling a tiny fragment of hair from between his teeth and flicking it onto the floor.

^…^

[…]

He looked at his face in the mirror once again before his gaze slowly drifted downward, eventually settling on his crotch. He remained silent for a few moments, simply staring at it without blinking.

For some reason, he couldn’t stand looking at it anymore. The memories of the Commander grabbing it, holding it, and rubbing it replayed vividly inside his mind, making his face twist into one of pure, ugly disgust as revulsion surged through every fibre of his being.

“Disgusting…” he muttered quietly.

“Yeah… I feel violated… nauseating… filthy…”

He muttered through gritted teeth as he pulled down his pants and underwear, lowering his gaze to his flaccid crotch. His expression twisted with overwhelming revulsion, as though merely looking at it was enough to make him sick.

Instantly, his hand shot downward, grabbed his crotch, and…

TTRRRRRRR!!!

^OH MY GODDDDDDDD!!!^

It was RIN who screamed in absolute horror, sounding as though she were the one feeling the unbearable pain instead of him.

Blood slowly dripped onto the floor.

Young Aether looked down at his blood pee with an unnervingly calm expression.

Strangely…

He didn’t feel any pain.

Then he turned his gaze to the torn cock resting in his blood-covered hand, holding it with the same indifference one might show toward a discarded piece of meat.

“Now…” he whispered softly.

“I finally feel… purified. Hehe~”

He smirked with the expression of the happiest man alive before clenching his hand without the slightest hesitation.

CSSSKKCCKk!

With a sickening sound, he crushed his own cock into a mangled, bloodied paste that oozed between his clenched fist.

^Y-YOU NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL!!^

“Oh, please… don’t be so dramatic~” he replied as though nothing unusual had happened, dusting his hands.

^WHO? ME?! BITCH, YOU JUST RIPPED OFF YOUR OWN DICK!! ARE YOU FUCKING OUT OF YOUR MIND?!^

Young Aether blinked at the outburst before smiling innocently.

“Hehe… I’m cute, aren’t I?”

^…What?^

For perhaps the first time since they had met, RIN was completely speechless.

She couldn’t understand him anymore.

Young Aether merely shrugged.

“Don’t worry. It’ll grow back… B’Ccauuuseeeee~ I have a magic dick~”

He spoke with complete certainty, as though he were stating the most obvious fact in the world.

He retrieved a healing potion, poured part of it directly over the blood-soaked wound, and then drank the remaining contents in a single gulp.

The potion began taking effect.

The torn flesh slowly regenerated while the bleeding gradually subsided, but Young Aether didn’t even bother watching the process. He calmly pulled his pants back on as though nothing significant had happened before walking over to the fallen Commander once again.

“Now…” A mischievous grin spread across his face.

“It’s time for dismemberment, baby~”

He punctuated the sentence with a playful wink.

^W-Wait! What are you doing?!^

“Well…” Young Aether replied casually while looking down at the Commander’s armoured body. “Since you can’t do shit with his suit, I figured I’d just cut off each piece and wear it around myself. I’ve already done something similar before, so it shouldn’t be that difficult.”

His thoughts briefly drifted back to the first time he had infiltrated an enemy group to rescue Lia.

^If you want to wear the suit… just use the eject button!^

Young Aether raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? They have something like that?”

^…Yes. You don’t know?^

He scratched his cheek.

“Good. Then where is it?”

^…^

He slowly narrowed his eyes.

“Where. Is. It?”

RIN immediately answered.

^It’s located on the back of the suit, just below the main module sequence. Once the suit loses all power or its pilot is confirmed dead, an emergency eject system becomes available. Under NOrmal conditions, the button remains locked^

“Oh?” Young Aether tilted his head with interest. “How do you know that? Does the Governor’s suit have one too?”

^When I was scanning the data storage inside Unit C-2334, I found the emergency schematics. They were designed to allow team members to remove a fallen commander from his suit under protocol. As for the Governor… I don’t know^

“What a pity~ What a pity~”

Young Aether sighed dramatically before crouching beside the Commander’s corpse. Turning the armoured body over, he quickly located the concealed emergency release hidden beneath the spinal module assembly.

“Found you.”

He pressed it.

TANG!

THUD!!