Devina Awakening

Devina's body trembled violently as mysterious energy erupted from every pore, creating visible ripples in the air around her slender frame. This alien power felt overwhelmingly intense, capable of destroying everything around her, yet strangely, it didn't harm her at all. The raw energy manifested as dark tendrils that danced around her form, casting eerie shadows across the luxurious penthouse walls.

Simultaneously, comprehensive knowledge about supernatural powers flooded her mind, forcing her brain to assimilate in mere seconds. Screams of agony escaped her lips as the neurons in her brain were compelled to work hundreds of times faster. Ancient magical formulas, forgotten incantations, and the very essence of death magic burned themselves into her consciousness.

Witnessing this, Raiden recalled how his mother used ice elements to alleviate mental strain during the awakening of innate powers. The memory was crystal clear—his mother's gentle touch, the soothing coolness that had calmed his racing thoughts. Without hesitation, he placed his palm on Devina's crown, channeling low-intensity ice energy that brought soothing relief. The temperature in the immediate vicinity dropped slightly, creating a thin layer of frost that sparkled in the dim light.

Gradually, the pained expression on Devina's face began to ease. The creases on her forehead, initially tightened from enduring pain, slowly relaxed. Her labored breathing steadied, and the violent tremors wracking her body subsided to gentle trembles.

Suddenly, waves of dense black energy radiated from Devina's body, filling the entire room like an oppressive midnight fog. Sylvia swiftly snapped her fingers, creating a blue energy barrier that enveloped the three of them—leaving the other women outside to protect them from the tremendous pressure of the awakening process. The barrier hummed with power, its surface rippling like water whenever waves of dark energy crashed against it.

Cindy, Xenovia, Irene, and their manager stood in awe, watching the dark energy raging from Devina's body. Though they had heard about the mystical phenomena during a magic user's awakening phase, they never imagined it would be this intense when witnessing it firsthand. The raw power made the air thick and heavy, making it slightly difficult to breathe.

It was extremely rare for a potential magic user's awakening to be displayed publicly. Usually, only individuals with high magical capabilities were appointed as supervisors. Moreover, the absolute requirement for awakening was the consumption of a special serum, whose production was highly classified and guarded by the most powerful magical institutions.

The women, including Raiden, were puzzled—how could Devina, who wasn't from a special race like Irene, experience awakening without the serum? The implications were staggering, potentially challenging everything they knew about magical awakening.

"I-is Sister Devi experiencing magical talent awakening?" Cindy murmured softly, her eyes fixed on the magnificent phenomenon behind the blue barrier. Her delicate fingers clutched the fabric of her dress nervously.

"Wow, so Sister Devina had the potential to become a magic user from the start!" Xenovia exclaimed in admiration, her eyes sparkling with childlike wonder. The usually shy girl couldn't contain her excitement at witnessing such a rare event.

Meanwhile, Irene, who could see something different with her Crimson red eyes, shuddered. Her unique vision allowed her to perceive the true nature of magical energy, and what she saw terrified her. "What is that? Why is there such a terrifying aura radiating from within Devina?!" The typically composed Crimson princess took an involuntary step backward.

Raiden, who had been activating Ethereal Sight, captured information that Devina was blessed with an extremely rare and feared magical talent—Necromancy. The ability to manipulate death energy and spirits, enabling its user to summon, control, and even communicate with souls. Necromancy users could materialize skeletons to complete bodies from manipulated spirits, and absorb death energy for healing and self-enhancement. It was a power that had shaped the course of magical history, feared and respected in equal measure.

"Impressive. It seems heaven's fortune always sides with me," Raiden smiled with satisfaction, his golden eyes gleaming with calculation. Devina's awakening accelerated his plans to build independent power far beyond his initial expectations. Looking at the other women with fresh eyes, he suspected they might also harbor unexpected magical potential.

After several minutes of absorbing comprehensive knowledge about her new talent, Devina exhaled deeply. The dark energy surrounding her had settled into a subtle aura, giving her an otherworldly presence. She looked at Raiden with sparkling eyes, all previous traces of pain forgotten in her excitement. "I-is this what all magic users feel for the first time?" she asked enthusiastically like a child with a new toy, her voice carrying a newfound resonance.

Raiden nodded in agreement but reminded her that magic users still required intensive training to control their powers efficiently. He himself mastered magic through rigorous training from an early age, supported by his unique body constitution, despite only awakening his magical potential days ago. The memory of his own training sessions, filled with both triumph and failure, flickered through his mind.

Like Irene, Devina underwent a significant transformation. Her appearance became far more enchanting—naturally radiant and supple skin that seemed to glow from within, hazelnut eyes gleaming like crystals with depths that hinted at newfound power. Her height increased by several inches while maintaining elegant curves, and an aura of deadly grace surrounded her. She was like a beautiful Goddess with a touch of lethal death energy, appearing so beautiful yet untouchable to ordinary people and weak magic users alike. The very air around her seemed to bend and twist, responding to her newfound power.

Such effects usually only emerged from consuming the highest quality awakening serum, which enabled full potential awakening from the start. The transformation was so complete, so perfect, that it defied conventional understanding of magical awakening.

Raiden frowned, thinking hard to find answers about how Devina could experience awakening. An outlandish yet logical conclusion crossed his mind, making his eyes widen slightly in realization.

'Damn, could my sperm have effects equivalent to the highest-grade awakening serum after I experienced awakening?!' The implications of this discovery were staggering, potentially revolutionary in the world of magic.

"Alright girls, now it's your turn—" Raiden stood on the bed, looking at Cindy, Xenovia, and their manager with desire-filled eyes. His gaze held both promise and power, making the women shiver in anticipation. However, his pleasure was interrupted by a phone ring that cut through the charged atmosphere.

Sylvia descended from the bed toward the corner table, her movements graceful yet purposeful. After receiving the call with a serious expression, she returned to Raiden and whispered something that made his expression darken momentarily.

Raiden sighed heavily, his face showing reluctance. The golden flecks in his eyes seemed to dim slightly. "Sorry girls, there's an urgent matter I need to handle."

Cindy and Xenovia looked disappointed; even the shy Xenovia couldn't hide her disappointment, her lower lip trembling slightly. Seeing their reactions, Raiden smiled with satisfaction—it seemed it wouldn't take much effort to completely conquer them later.

Considering the four women as his possessions, Raiden ordered them to move to his penthouse, including their manager for supervision. The luxurious residence would serve as both their new home and a secure location for magical training.

Irene immediately agreed without second thoughts, her crimson eyes gleaming with devotion. Devina, who began softening her tsundere nature, accepted as if forced, though a faint blush colored her cheeks. Cindy welcomed it enthusiastically, while Xenovia still hesitated, uncomfortable with sudden changes. However, Irene cleverly convinced the shy girl until she finally nodded shyly.

After donning a black body-fit suit that accentuated his powerful frame, Raiden bid farewell. "Well girls, take care of yourselves. Don't hesitate to ask Sylvia for help while I'm gone." Sylvia nodded in understanding, her eyes scanning the group protectively.

Right on time, space itself seemed to ripple as Melinda—a holy knight wielding Translocation—appeared beside Raiden. Her straight platinum hair flowed long, emerald irises gleaming beautifully, with the tall, graceful posture characteristic of brave knights. Her pristine white armor gleamed with holy inscriptions, marking her as one of the elite.

"Young master, excuse us." After receiving Raiden's nod, Melinda activated Translocation magic. A circle of light formed beneath their feet, intricate magical formulas spinning rapidly. In a flash of brilliant light, they vanished, leaving behind the group of women who would soon become key pieces in Raiden's growing power base.