Chapter 146: The Lord of Dreams Awakens (2)
[A/N: The Divine rank of Races/Bloodlines is essentially about controlling the traits of the race. While these traits are passive, they can be fully directed and utilized as desired.]
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[You have unlocked your True Race.]
[Lesser Infinite Dream Unus (Divine): This is the first of many stages, with the endpoint of this path leading to the True Infinite Dream Unus.
The Lesser variant is formed from twelve races and requires thirty-six races to advance to the next evolutionary stage.
Unlike any other race, the Infinite Dream Unus is built upon endless becoming through dreams, potential, and lucidity.]
Racial Traits:
Imperfect Beauty - All Unus beauty is so fundamentally wrong and right at once that it passively disrupts emotional stability, bending wills, stirring obsession, or inducing dread.
At Divine Rank, you can choose who is affected and what emotion the beauty amplifies.
Core of Imperfection - All Lesser Unus are born with a core of imperfection, granting five hundred million Divinity at birth and one hundred million per year.
The Lucid One - As the Lesser Infinite Dream Unus, your presence passively influences the potential of events, making outcomes bend toward your subconscious expectations.
At Divine Rank, you can consciously choose which potential path strengthens or weakens.
Lucid Regeneration - Your body passively rebuilds itself using dream-logic rather than typical healing.
This enables regeneration that goes beyond logic... At this point, you can decide the speed, intensity, and shape of the regeneration.
Eternal Incompletion - All Lesser Unus existences refuse to finalize, granting passive adaptability to environments, metaphysics, and pressures.
Waking Fear - As the Lesser Infinite Dream Unus, you passively awaken subconscious fears in others, pulling nightmares into waking thought.
Lord of Dreams - As the Lesser Infinite Dream Unus, you can freely take on any distinction or identity you wish (Son of the Stars, Child of Death, Beloved of Fate, etc.).
The distinction is recognized to the highest form regardless of rank and remains as long as you wish.]
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[You have acquired +500,000,000 Divinity]
[You have acquired an affinity – Ineffable Affinity]
[Ineffable Affinity – An affinity held by all Unus. It allows the bearer to use any affinity in existence that they have seen once, heard of, or previously possessed.]
[Your Divine Cosmic Eyes of Origin have evolved.]
[Divine Cosmic Eyes of Infinite Unus (Monarch) (Tier 7/42)
Innate Powers:
All-Seeing Unus Gaze – You can see the complete information of any being below the Boundless rank.
Blink - With a single blink, you can call forth your affinities, powers, skills, and authority through your eyes.
Dream Truth Vision – Sees through all illusions and false realities. You can also reveal, take, or amplify the Dreams of your target.
Can read and use the Language of Gods more fluently, forming single sentences.
Flaw Creator – You can see the flaws in all things — bodies, souls, constructs, illusions, defenses — and can choose which flaw intensifies, destabilizes, or collapses.]
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"Well, damn..." Akasha muttered.
The flood of notifications still hovered at the periphery of his sight. Still, a peculiar, profound calm had rooted itself in his chest—softer, fuller, and more complete than anything he’d known before the cocoon.
Then slowly, he lifted his eyes.
In that moment, the frozen world of Kalpa returned to him all at once.
Soft residual purple light still clung to the newly revealed light-brown skin of his arms and chest like a second, fading warmth.
Luna and Yume floated a short distance above, both of them staring with an intensity that bordered on reverence and raw hunger.
The purple infinity symbol beneath his left eye caught the light as the corners of his mouth curved into a slow, almost lazy smile.
"Why am I not surprised?" he said with a light chuckle, taking in Luna’s expression and instantly knowing what she was in the mood for.
"Well, Yume... you too? Now that is a little unexpected," he added with a raised brow.
But despite his teasing remarks, both women paid him no mind. Luna was the first to make a move, completely ignoring his playful commentary.
She reached out, caught Yume’s wrist, and drew her closer without ever looking away from him.
The playful heat that usually lived in her expression had deepened into something heavier, almost aching.
Even Yume’s cooler composure had cracked; her cheeks were flushed, blue-streaked purple hair drifting around a face that could not hide how hard she was staring.
They came to a halt before him, and for a long stretch, neither woman uttered a word.
Their gazes wandered over the lack of horns and wings, lingering on the pointed ears, the subtle flash of fangs, and the quiet, unreal beauty that now rested so plainly across his features.
"M... Mistress," Yume said at last, voice low and almost unsteady, "will you finally let me have my turn? Who knows when Master will have free time again."
Luna’s smile turned slow and wicked, yet there was real warmth beneath it.
"Hmm, I thought we agreed on this," she teased. "As long as you make it entertaining enough for me to watch, he’s all yours~"
While they spoke, their hands found him—soft, deliberate strokes that drew a quiet breath from Akasha’s throat.
He watched their exchange with open amusement, the new calm inside him making the heat of their touch feel even sharper by contrast.
"Oh?" he said with a playful smile, his hand reaching out. His fingers wrapped gently but with a certain firmness around Luna’s throat, drawing her closer to him.
"Who told you to make decisions for me?" he asked, his voice low, just moments before their lips met.
The kiss that followed was slow and deliberate, carrying the weight of nine long years apart, every moment of longing melting into the unhurried slide of tongues and the mingling warmth of their breath.
Mmh~
Luna made a soft, helpless sound against his mouth as he deepened it, the hand on her throat keeping her exactly where he wanted her.
The residual purple light still clinging to his skin seemed to warm under the contact.
As their spit mixed freely, the heat of the exchange grew heavier with each passing second, tongues pushing and yielding in a rhythm that left both of them breathing harder when they finally slowed.
Yume, still hovering close, never looked away.
The sight of the long, heated kiss made her hand move faster along his cock, strokes growing firmer and more urgent as a quiet flush spread deeper across her cheeks.
When Akasha and Luna finally parted, a thin strand of saliva still connected their lips for a heartbeat before it broke. Luna’s mouth was wet and slightly swollen, her eyes half-lidded, a small, satisfied sound escaping her throat.
She licked her lower lip once, still tasting him, and answered the earlier question with a breathless little laugh.
"Well, no one did, love... but I’m not hearing you complaining about it"
Her voice dropped, warm and full of open appreciation.
"And... I must admit, you’ve gotten much better."
Hearing this, Akash laughed, knowing she was right. He hadn’t set his eyes on any woman in particular, feeling that Luna was enough for him.
’I wouldn’t be a man if I hadn’t thought about Yume~’ he mused, as the woman in question drifted a little closer, leaning in until her lips brushed the edge of his pointed ear.
Her voice was barely more than a whisper, tinged with newfound boldness yet still carrying a hint of the shy girl she once was.
"Then... show me you’re a man, Master... where is my kiss?"
Akasha let out a low, warm laugh that seemed to melt through the frozen silence of the world.
"Just... look what you’ve done to my sweet Yume," he said, glancing at Luna.
But in the next breath, he turned and kissed her—deep and lingering, just like the one he’d given Luna—his hand sliding into the soft, blue-streaked strands of her hair.
When they parted, both women were breathing a little harder, the residual purple light still clinging to all three of them.
Luna’s voice came out softer now, almost reluctant to break the moment.
"Go ahead and check the rest of your status. Once we start... we won’t be leaving for a while."
As she spoke, she was already sinking to her knees in the open air, Yume following her down until both of them hovered at the perfect height.
Their eyes remained dark with intent, mouths already parting, the quiet hunger in their expressions promising that the world could wait a little longer.
And in that moment, Akasha checked his status quickly.