Lilly had fallen asleep and was deep in her dreams. The glasses were closed. Time was deep in the night. Harry could also hear the gentle thrum of raindrops falling on his window's glasses. It was pouring outside.

In the darkness of night, he opened his eyes out of meditation and calmly turned on his System. A black screen flickered infront of him.

'So many gifts...'Harry looked at the screen with his deep black eyes. Then took a deep breath to push down the unease creeping up his guts.

It was no wonder. He had expected a hell lot of difficulty for himself to stand at his current height but here he was. Having done nothing major, but still standing at the top of the world.

Even though he was not yet as strong as the king, it was just a matter of days. The training was about to begin and after it, he would be much stronger.

Even now...

Harry clenched his fists and it became steel, he unclenched it and it became rubber. Rubber and Steel body was an excellent combo. Similarly, he had many other abilities.

'What would happen if the best 4 gifts are used in a combo? I even have 2 of the Great Gifts and using Slaughter Absorption, I should soon have the next one. What kind of strength have I gotten so easily?'

He breathed out. There was no meaning in thinking about things you cannot change. And easily becoming stronger was a good thing. Not a bad one.

But why was it that the unease in his guts won't vanish? Why was it that the question 'Am I in a Disaster' was so prominent in his mind?

He looked at the screen and focused on [Slaughter Absorption].

[Slaughter Absorption: Kill the Gifted and absorb their Gifts. (S4)]

[Obvious Powers:

Kill using the aura of slaughter. Weak-willed will die to your gaze.

Bring the Dead back to fight for you on your behalf. {You will temporarily lose the Absorbed Gift of the dead when that Gift's dead user wakes up. But it will return after the Dead returns to their rightful place.}

You can smell your own death closer, Danger sense at an abnormally high level.

Dead Talk: Speak to the dead.]

[There are more uses that you can utilize the Gift for if you know well how to use it.]

Harry looked at the Gift and nodded. An amazing, absolutely top-tier Gift that wasn't one bit inferior to Lustful Absorption.

That mentioned, he hadn't checked that ability's changes yet. Not that they made much difference. He was already strong enough to stand at the top, everything was just an icing at the top.

[Lustful Absorption (S4): Absorb Gifts by having intercourse with close family bloodline. Must be close.]

[Obvious Powers:

? Read the Mind of Opposite Sex.

? Absorb the Lust from the surrounding 100 kilometers of you to charge and improve your Body Stats for a second.

? Control over Lust. You can control the Lust of anyone who has no protection over it.

? Emotional Manipulation: Add emotions as you like into people. Any emotions could be added as long as the Host has that emotion.]

[These are only the obvious Powers.]

Harry nodded, that's good. But still, it didn't make him excited as it used to. He felt rather empty inside.

'Is this the same feeling of invincibility that is slowly returning to me?'He sighed.

On Earth, he had become the best at many things and lost interest in everything after that. A rivalless life was an extremely lonely one.

'Such Bullshit!'Harry suddenly shook his head.'That is for the muscleheads who have no goals, ambitions, or things to achieve in their life. I am different, I have goals. I want to grow stronger. Much stronger than anyone in this Continent had ever become. I have to be a true Cultivator to achieve it. Fine! I will be one!

My goals are not constrained to becoming the strongest person in this Continent. I want to be the star, I want to be the sun that looks down on everything. I want to be the one to choose my life and death. Nothing should be able to kill me except the knife I hold in my own hands with my own will.

No king should command me. No tsunami should drown me.

I have yet to see the true depths of this world. I have yet to understand the mysteries!

I want to grow stronger. I want to be one of those Eternals! I want to create an... Eternal Family.

Ah...that mentioned, I don't even understand why Evis called me an Eternal. Why am I here? Why does nothing make sense anymore?!

Harry calmly shook his head. Nothing had ever truly made sense since he reached this world.

Everything felt somehow... Somewhere...lifeless. just constantly growing stronger... But this time, it was too easy.

Knock* Knock*

The doors were knocked and Harry calmly said. "Enter."

The door opened with a crease and a man and a woman walked in. The man no longer had the regal look of inherent royalty. Nor was his golden hair especially grand. He looked war-torn, tired. Wanting of death.

"We meet again, Father Vincias." Harry sounded indifferent. Bored somewhat.

Vincias couldn't help but shiver.

Evis looked at him calmly from the side and said in an uninterested tone: "I had the urge to kill him and absorb his Gift to present it to you in our next time in bed. But I guess you want to do it yourself."

"A rather well-made choice." Harry asked, "Was he strong?"

"Weak as a mouse caught on trap. He couldn't move a finger against my first attack. I left him alive in mercy."

Harry gently walked closer to the king and looked straight into the quivering golden eyes.

"How many Born-Dragon Abilities do you have, Vincias?" He asked. A voice so nonchalant and casual, The King had creeps running up his spine.

"You better answer truthfully, My eyes can see the truth inside a man. I have many gifts after all," Harry said matter-of-factly.

"I wouldn't play tricks in front of him at the moment if I were you." Evis looked into Harry's unusual eyes and whispered before vanishing from the room. Even the sleeping Lilly got drowned in shadows and teleported.

Harry relaxedly breathed out. "Now tell me, how many Born Dragon abilities... Do you have?"

The King looked at Harry and considered his options. It was either obey or die. That young lady was strong, strong beyond belief. He even felt as if he was once more standing infront of that devil he so feared. Mad Hooligan.

Had he known he was true, he would have been stunned.

"I have 27 Born Dragon abilities. And I know where the rest of them are. I mean I know who has the rest of them. I couldn't catch him, but with that woman, you should be able to. And you cannot harm me with our contract in place. Harming me is the same as crippling the Kingdom!"

"... Twenty seven..." Harry muttered.

"Twenty fucking seven..." Harry chuckled. "Twenty seven... Do you have a Born Dragon Ability that allows you to control others' minds after making them fall in love with you? Puppet Master one."

The King didn't hesitate and nodded. "Yes, that was one of the oldest Born Dragon Ability in my hand."

Harry looked at him with deep black eyes. The thunderous rain outside and the thudding sounds of some horses in puddles were abnormally audible.

"Do you remember who you got that Ability from, Vincias?" He asked.

Vincias closed his eyes and briefly thought. He was rather calm. There was no way Harry would harm him.

"One girl named Eva," he said, a rather unusual but victorious smirk hidden in his smile. What if he had an extremely powerful person under him?

In the end, was that Eva someone he met in his Disaster? Very good! Now she is dead at my hands and according to our contract terms, Harry would have to protect him.

Harry looked at the victorious smirk. The passing lightning brightened his face.

"Did you kill her?" He asked.

"Oh? That tender girl... Hadn't I been in a hurry to get her Ability, I would have had some fun. Not that slowly and viciously absorbing her ability by breaking her head multiple times didn't feel nice."

Harry chuckled. His hands turned into sharp blades and before the King could react, Harry's multicolored eyes made him stunned.

A hand silently pierced his head. Then came out. ｂｅ𝚍𝚗𝚘ｖｅ𝚕．ｃ𝚘𝚖

"With your Gift that heals you like an immortal... You should be able to last longer than my dear Eva right? Maybe her soul would feel relief if I broke it enough times."

Another stomp and the head exploded like a melon. But it didn't take long before the King was back in perfect health, but his face was pale and his heart was thumping in fear.

But he then yelled in satisfaction. "Did you think the contract was a joke? Hah...Cough!" He coughed some blood. "The contract will kill you."

There was no more reason to regret signing that contract with this brat. It was over for him.

A red fire started to burn in Harry's hands.

He chuckled and said. "Indeed, pain makes me feel as if I am truly alive and not inside an illusion."