Metacognition: The A-Rank Exorcist 'Shadow'
Kang Tae-jun unleashed a powerful surge of dominating incubus energy straight into Yoo Ari's mind. In that instant—
Zzzzzing!!
"Gahhh!!"
A skull-splitting headache slammed into Tae-jun's brain like he'd smashed his head against a concrete wall at full force—no, far worse. Before his incubus power could even touch her, it bounced off an invisible barrier of holy power, rebounding to strike his own brain with vicious backlash.
...What the hell? What just happened?
Tae-jun couldn't hide his shock. He'd thought Absolute Obedience worked flawlessly on Han Yu-jin. But an S-rank exorcist's mental fortitude was on another level. Her body had surrendered to pleasure, yet her soul clung stubbornly to its sacred purity.
Fuck... this wasn't supposed to happen... An S-rank's resistance is this strong...?
Admiration mixed with frustration as he clutched his throbbing head, groaning from the lingering shockwaves in his brain.
Yoo Ari, still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax, looked at him with a slurred, labored voice.
"Ar... Are y... you al... alright...?"
"Ah... I'm fine... ngh..."
Tae-jun forced a calm facade, but the pain intensified. Unconsciously, to shake off the source of his agony, he blurted out,
"I... I forgive you. You can go now."
Her body twitched at his words. Struggling to rise, she glanced down at her wrecked form.
Forgiven... my duty is done.
Without a word, she gathered her crumpled clothes from the floor and dressed. Fully clothed, she stared briefly at Tae-jun—curled on the bed, clutching his head—before turning and fleeing the studio apartment like a ghost.
The moment she was gone, Tae-jun collapsed, rolling on the floor. The pain felt like hundreds of needles stabbing his skull, forcing him to reevaluate S-rank exorcists once more.
So this is the price of tangling with an S-rank...
As he writhed for what felt like ages, the agony slowly ebbed. Then—a crimson system window materialized before his eyes, reminiscent of the screen that had appeared on his phone when he first gained incubus powers.
Condition Met: Sex with a Sacred Being (S-Rank Exorcist) and Pleasure Injection
New Ability Unlocked: Holy Power Absorption
"Holy Power Absorption? What the hell is that—explain!"
> Hold on a sec, no need for me to spell it out.
Just like when he'd first acquired incubus powers, knowledge of the new ability flooded his mind.
Absorb a portion of the target's holy power each time they climax during sex.
Convert absorbed holy power into incubus energy, making it a permanent boost to your own strength.
Having fully grasped the ability, Tae-jun went wild with excitement.
"With this power...!"
The more exorcists he corrupted, the exponentially stronger he'd become. Especially with someone like Yoo Ari, an S-rank packed with potent holy power—snaring her would propel him to unimaginable heights. The ultimate ability, tailor-made for hunting exorcists.
But rage boiled over immediately.
"No, but you fucking asshole—why give it to me now?!!"
"If you'd given it after pounding Yoo Ari, I'd be a goddamn beast by now!! Then I could've forced Absolute Obedience and railed her senseless!!"
He spat curses at the system window, but it retorted:
> lmaoooo retard good luck
The window vanished. What a prick. Tae-jun was genuinely pissed. He'd blown a golden opportunity: an S-rank's first time, multiple orgasms—a massive holy power haul, right in front of him.
"Hah... whatever. That bitch will kneel before me again soon enough."
Armed with a new weapon, Tae-jun felt like a predator. A tiger, even.
"Rawr."
...Retard.
The next morning, Tae-jun strolled into the office looking perfectly normal, as if nothing had happened. Walking the halls, he deliberately glanced toward the Strategic Planning office—but Team Leader Yoo Ari was nowhere in sight.
She should've shown up by now...
Whispers buzzed from cubicles everywhere.
"Heard Team Leader Yoo's out today."
"For real? Why? Not on a mission or anything—straight-up no-show? Something up?"
"Kid acts all high and mighty. Hope some shit hit her lol."
She's got a lot of haters.
Satisfied by the news of her absence—likely shell-shocked from last night—Tae-jun headed straight to HR. Ignoring his desk, he flung open the team leader's door.
Han Yu-jin, sorting files, jumped up in surprise.
"Eek! Master, what brings you—"
"Sit. Got questions."
Eek, so commanding♡
"How strong are A-rank exorcists, exactly?"
Holy Power Absorption. Time to test his new power. Ideally on someone strong but controllable.
"A-ranks vary wildly. Even among them, skill gaps are huge. Top-tiers are near S-rank monsters; bottom ones are... roughly twice as strong as me."
"Twice you? And you're what level?"
Tae-jun asked casually. Yu-jin pondered, then replied cautiously.
"Um... I can crack asphalt pavement barehanded...?"
...This girl's way stronger than I thought.
Tae-jun reeled inwardly. A mere B-rank desk jockey who could solo dozens of grown men? Don't underestimate.
He composed himself. "After missions, how injured are A-ranks usually? How weakened?"
"Depends on difficulty. Top A-ranks sometimes join S-rank ops—those times, they return exhausted, powers nearly drained."
Fatigued A-ranks. Perfect prey for Tae-jun.
"Any female A-rank on an S-rank mission now?"
Yu-jin tapped her keyboard, checked, and nodded.
"Yes. 'Shadow'—Lee Seo-ah. Just dispatched solo to an S-rank demon outbreak zone."
"Shadow?"
"Assassin-type exorcist. But multiple demons this time—bad matchup for her."
Perfect, Tae-jun thought.
"Tell me her location. I'll pick her up."
"Oh, and... exorcists die or go missing mid-mission sometimes, right?"
He smiled nonchalantly. Yu-jin flinched, hesitant.
"Y... yes, it happens... Master, are you targeting Lee Seo-ah...?"
Tae-jun answered her smile with a warm one of his own, then left the office.
Soon after, borrowing Yu-jin's car, he sped toward the deep mountains she'd indicated. Destination: a small abandoned factory, long shunned by humans.
Stepping out, a metallic tang of blood mixed with demons' foul stench assaulted him. Inside, carnage everywhere. Three massive ogre-type demons lay dead. Two decapitated and dismembered on sight; the last bled out from a gut wound, gasping.
At the center: a woman drenched in sweat, clad in black leather jacket and pants, heaving ragged breaths.
Shadow—Lee Seo-ah.
"...Who the hell are you?"
Spotting approaching Tae-jun, she demanded warily.
"Kang Tae-jun, HR from Exorcist Association HQ."
He introduced himself calmly. Seo-ah eyed his neat suit up and down, scoffing.
"HR? Just some office drone. Good timing for pickup. Head back to HQ."
"Nah."
"...What?"
Her eyes sharpened, killing intent flaring.
That instant, Tae-jun struck. Exhausted from battle, body and mind frayed—he imprinted her. Not mental domination, but physical.
Physical Command: I cannot harm males.
Sensing danger, Seo-ah hurled a dagger—but her body froze. Muscles rebelled against her brain's orders.
"What the fuck is this?! What did you do, you bastard?!"
"Why so sweaty."
"No way... you... a demon?!"
"Dunno, honestly."
Outrage and disbelief choked her voice. A top A-rank like her, helpless before some suit-wearing nobody? Impossible. He had to be a demon in disguise.
Tae-jun unzipped her leather jacket, revealing her voluptuous breasts.
"...You!!"
Battle sweat carried a musky, erotic scent. Circling behind the unresisting Seo-ah, he grabbed her waist.
"Gonna fuck your brains out, you slut lololol."
She recoiled in fury.
"Fuck off, you piece of shit! Release me now... goddamn, I'll rip your limbs off..."
"Do it if you can."
He yanked down her pants, exposing sweat-glistened, plump ass. Shoving his throbbing cock between her cheeks, he ground against her.
"Ngh!!"
"Ever fucked before?"
"Wh... why... ngh... ask that shit...!"
"Virgin, huh? Perfect. Time for sex ed, Cadet Lee Seo-ah. As an HR rep, I'll evaluate your performance as a cumdump."
Gripping her waist tight, he forced his cock into her dry, tight hole.
Squelch—!!
"Gahhh!! It hurts! You crazy fuck—pull out! It fucking hurts!!"
