The system wasn't done with him yet.
(HIDDEN CONDITION DETECTED)
Public desire has reached viral threshold.
(SPECIAL QUEST UNLOCKED)
( Special quest: hidden obsession)
Trigger:
An awakened is currently experiencing accelerated fixation symptoms after viewing your photo.
Objective:
Identify who it is.
Decided whether to accept,reject or manipulate their obsession.
Influence their decision towards you.
Reward:
Awakener stones.
???(Reward unreadable)
The moment he saw the special quest he felt like screaming at something. Having someone obsessed with you might sound jolly but it might become dangerous.
The woman might just decided she wants him for herself and go on a killing speed or just plain kidnap him and lock him up.
Right now he felt the pain of being weak. Even though he didn't want to fight or go to dungeon and get those awakened stones,this incident made him rethink his decision.
The best way to rank up was inside a dungeon since most of the mana was inside and awakener stones loose half of their effects on the outside world.
He was now standing on a bridge of Wether to try as much as possible to remain comfortable or just be a part time awakened to increase his rank.
From the look of it he might get hunted down and being killed like a chicken didn't sound pleasant.
Just thinking there might be some awakened who was obsessed with him gavd him goosebumps.
He decided to go to his balcony and see if he could catch a glimpse of them if they were outside.
Alaric opened the balcony door and walked outside to look for anyone suspicious forgetting Bethany's warning.
" There he is, take pictures," a loud sound broke through the air the moment Alaric appeared on the balcony. It had been a habit for so long that he came out shirtless with only his trousers on.
He was bombered with glasses but the advantage was he was on the second floor so it didn't affect him much.
He looked around frantically, he just wanted to get this over with and go back to his room.
He noticed a few individuals that seemed suspicious but got no response from the system.
" Can you answer why you don't go to Dungeons and fight but choose to be a low level prostitute?" A loud voice filled the air. Everyone went quite. The speaker had amplified his voice to shout over the loud excited voices.
Alaric who was planning to go go back inside, stopped and looked back at the speaker. It was a middle aged man that seemed to have gone through the weather.
Alaric walked to the railing and leaned on it. He released soothing precense as it washed over the crowd.
" Well isn't it obviously," he said cupping his crotch," I love sex ."
The man blinked in disbelief probably not expecting that answer. The crowd roared in excitement as those who had recorded him started to post his clips.
Alaric felt like cringing but he had to make a statement since they thought he is some weak guy just because he works in a brothel.
He can also manipulate the public. After that stant he turned back and entered the room.
What he didn't know was that several people in the crowd and the area had noticed his use of the skill and how it had calmed them down but also increased their response to him.
It was a subtle manipulation that only those keen would notice. But it wasn't harmful to them but more of a stress relief.
Alaric didn't know but he had just brought him more awakened attention.
He had not found the stalker but the system had not given him a time limit so he wasn't in a hurry.
He locked the balcony door and went to sleep not knowing the danger that was approaching.
What he didn't notice was that a message appeared the moment sleep took him that said.
" Awakeners don't belong to brothels, leave or we will remove you.
.....
Alaric startled unexpectedly, he just didn't know why but his instinct had made him wake up abruptly.
He sat up slowly his heart racing out of his chest. He knew this feeling, there was something dangerous and his body was warning him.
The black out curtains kept the light from entering the room so their was no light since Alaric turned off the lights.
He looked around nervously as his eyes started to adjust. He released the whip and held it in his hand. He could feel it's excitement as it felt his fear.
He knew there was something in the room but didn't know where.
A soft voice came from the darkest corner of his room,"you're even prettier in person."
Alaric reacted and slashed the whip towards the sound. The unexpected happened the whip was caught an dhe couldn't pull it back.
" That's a very rude welcome," Alaric tries to pull it back but it won't budge. He was now kneeling on the bed. The woman was very strong.
In the dark a woman was leaning against the wall one of her hands holding the whips end with one leg bent casually.
She was dressed in black tactical leather that clung to her body outlining her beautiful figure with firm muscles peaking underneath.
Her skin was glistening with sweat and Alaric would swear he saw smears of blood stains on her clothes.
Dark short messy hair fell over her face as though she had only roughly tried to keep it organized but was blown away by the wind.
Her eyes werered in color and we're half leaded as though she was drunk but not fully.
Her gaze slid down his body invasive and critical. Alaric felt like jumping into the covers and hide. But he didn't, he couldn't.
" I've been watching you sleep ," she said like it was the most normal thing. Alaric felt goosebumps rising on his body. He had been asleep with this weird woman watching him and he had not noticed, he thought to himself in panic.
Despite his internal panic his face remained unexpressive as he just observed the woman following her every movement.
" That's very... illegal," he murmured softly to the woman trying to come out as harmless as possible while she still held the whip.
She pushed herself off the wall and sauntered towards ghm like a predator approaching a cornered prey that they knew it would not escape. He could even see the amusement in her eyes . He really felt like that cornered prey.
" Put it back," she commanded as she let the whip go. Alaric didn't need to be told twice he summoned it back. It had done no damage to her at all. He knew he wasn't a match.
She moved until she leaned on the bed her hands balancing on the bed while she brought her face closer way too close for comfort. She was close enough that he could feel her breath on his lips.
Her fingers came and lifted his chin their eyes still remaining in contact.
" The extremest hired me to kill you," she whispered softly in his ears.
Her voice was sweet ,soft almost teasing while delivering the worst possible news.
"They say an awakened shouldn't work in a brothel," he got on the bed kneeling.
" They say you are a stain," she moved and straddles him her hands caressing his face.
" They say you are dangerous," she put her weight on him.
She presses her body against him her hands going into his hair. Her body was warm, tense and trembling slightly probably from excitement.
She pulled his head back tugging painfully at his hair. He winced a little.
" They were right, you are dangerous," she said as one hand started to trace his face touch his eyes, nose lips and just his face.
Her eyes glowed faintly in the semi dark room," you made me obsessed with just one picture."
" Ooh shit," that was the only thing Alaric could think about. She was his special quest. The system was trying to off him or something cause this girl was clearly nuts, he thought.
Alaric swallowed hard trying to wet his dry throat.
"You are not going to kill me right?" He asked using his most seductive voice and smile.
She smiled back at him her smile wide almost manic.
" Are you trying to seduce me?"
Alaric nodded.
She patted his head as though he was a doll then flashed the same smile.
"Why would I kill the only thing that makes my heart beat fast."
Alaric sighed inwardly with relief. At least he was safe. Thank God for his face.
Her hand started to trail down his chest her nails scrapping over his skin but he felt no pain. She touched him as though she was trying to memorize him or just maybe mark him.
He fingers moved downwards until they stopped by his waist.
"But if you run..." She said her nails digging into his skin just slightly. Enough to leave an indent but not hurt. It was more of a warning.
" ... I'll hunt you."