Caron sifted through the memories of his previous life.0

The Queen of the Succubi was known as one of the strongest among the subordinates of Sloth.0

Succubi, in general, were among the weakest of all demonic entities. They had virtually no combat abilities of their own. From the beginning, they had been nothing more than lowly creatures that fed on the dreams of mortals.0

But the woman before him was different. She ruled over all succubi as a disruptor who blurred the line between dreams and reality.0

Four years ago, she had been weaker—so much so that Caron hadn't recognized her for what she was. But now, he could see her clearly.0

"You don't look surprised," Laia, the Queen of the Succubi, said with a playful lilt in her voice.0

Her black-feathered wings moved slowly, her dark brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her violet eyes shimmered with an otherworldly glow. Had anyone else seen her, they would perhaps have described her beauty as breathtaking—so stunning it could leave one gasping for air. She looked like a fallen angel from the scriptures. Only the small horns protruding from her head betrayed her true nature.0

A soft rustling sound filled the room, and black petals fluttered through the air. Each petal was infused with potent dark mana.0

"Hmm… How did you figure out that he was my little plaything?" Laia asked, tilting her head.0

Caron scoffed and answered, "The same way you instinctively gag when you smell something rotten. Do I really need to explain it?"0

"You...0