The apartment was deathly silent. No footsteps. No whispers. No movement. Just a thick, heavy stillness that clung to the air like a dense fog.
The dim lighting of the room cast long shadows on the sleek, blue walls, and the faint hum of Infernal Ice Bastion's energy grid pulsed softly in the distance.
At the center of the room, a young man with golden hair sat cross-legged on the large bed.
His chiseled physique gleamed under the soft glow of the overhead lights, his bare torso rising and falling in a slow, controlled rhythm.
Around him, two breathtakingly beautiful and voluptuous succubi, Lilith and Tierra, lay draped against him, their bodies pressed close, their naked skin glowing with a faint ethereal shimmer.
Their forms were perfectly still, eyes closed, as if in deep slumber.
From the young man's body, waves of green energy pulsed outward, rippling through the air like invisible shockwaves.
