Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1049: I’m gonna taste the best version of you now!! Hehe~

Sera slowly stepped out of the portal with an almost disbelieving expression on her face. Her breaths were slow, her body slightly trembling—not in fear, but from the overwhelming sensations she felt inside the portal.

Her mind and body were wrapped in a lingering serenity, as if the sanctumʼs warmth still caressed her. And that image... that single golden, shimmering feather... it refused to leave her thoughts.

It was etched into her memory—deep, haunting, beautiful—as if it had always been there, waiting to be remembered.

It didnʼt feel like a vision or a dream... it felt real, like a truth more vivid than anything sheʼd lived through.

Aether sat on the bed, casually petting Snowflake, who had finally stopped sulking after being in the Sanctum. Her cheeks were puffed in cute defiance, but she had succumbed to her masterʼs soothing, heavenly touch.

Aetherʼs gaze shifted to Sera, and the moment he saw her face, concern flickered in his eyes, ”Sera... Are you alright?” he asked, voice low but gently probing.

Sera blinked, her lips parting. She wanted to speak, but words stumbled. She eventually whispered, ”Iʼm fine... I just... Iʼm still trying to wrap my head around what I saw in there.”

Aether tilted his head slightly. ”What did you see?”

As her lips began to move, her voice trembled with a mix of awe and disbelief. She told him everything, every flickering detail..

Aether listened, eyes widening as each word spilled out.

A humongous temple?

An endless space?

A golden feather?

Just what kind of place was that? And how could something so divine... be tied to him?

His heart skipped.

Was it really his?

Sera looked at him with a conflicted expression, part wonder, part confusion. Her lips curled into a half-smile, half-frown. ”I never thought... youʼd be hiding so much from me,” she whispered, her voice fragile, like it could break under the weight of emotion. She looked like she was drifting—lost in thought, lost in him.

Aetherʼs brows furrowed. He truly didnʼt know what she saw. He had tried—tried to enter his own mysterious space one time—but for some reason, it didnʼt allow it.

Even when he sent his clone inside to check the state of his awe-filled storage realm... even they had been denied entry.

Sera stared at him with intensity now, like he was a treasure beyond value. ”Just... what are you, Aether?” she asked breathlessly. Her voice was low, heavy with awe, confusion, and... something else—need.

She always thought it was Mother who was favouring him. Giving him everything. Even the Arcane seemed to gift him like he was something special.

But now... it all felt wrong. That golden feather... its gentle warmth, the pureness in its flames... it wasnʼt a gift from anyone.

She had felt it—deep inside her chest, burning into her soul.

There was no way Mother or Arcane could offer something like that. Not even a fraction of it. That feather... that power... it was divine.

Aether... was he the reincarnation of a god?

The mere thought sent a violent shiver racing down her spine. It was insane... but no matter how hard she tried to deny it, the idea made sense.

It terrified her—and yet thrilled her.

And suddenly, he was looking at her, puzzled by her long stare. Aether cleared his throat. ”So... any other questions about my Log?” he asked with a slight, awkward smile.

She blinked, pulled out of her thoughts. ”No... Iʼm not sure about the rest. Except...” She hesitated, then softly added, ”You should name your race, Aether.”

That caught him off guard. ”Yeah... right,” he replied, scratching the back of his neck. Itʼs not like heʼd forgotten or anything...

[You really forgot that 😑.]

He grimaced, ignoring the Log, and muttered reluctantly, ”I will... maybe.” His expression darkened as he thought about the one heʼd have to meet again.

He wasnʼt exactly eager to see that annoying woman.

Sera noticed his reluctance and her expression turned serious. Her tone deepened, voice now filled with warning, ”Aether... giving a name to your bloodline will awaken its true potential. And you... You might undergo a transformation, too. You could grow. Evolve.”

Aether blinked again. ”...Really?”

Sera nodded. ”New bloodlines arenʼt unheard of. Theyʼre rare, yes, but they exist. Maybe one in a thousand years, maybe more. But once you name your bloodline, the Mother will recognise it. And then... who knows? You might start unlocking things youʼve never imagined.”