The Succubus Proverbina Kanshura
Indeed, her name was Provina Kanshura.
She was no witch. She belonged to the succubus clan—one of the last remaining demon races in this world, a tribe of dream demons and succubi.
As a succubus, she lived a peculiar existence, absorbing the lewd yin energy of humans to cultivate both her magical power and inner qi. To harvest that energy, she would slip into their dreams, inducing visions of sex with whoever they desired most, then secretly siphon the resulting yin for herself. She was a low-ranking demon who sustained her life through such mischievous tricks.
After the high-ranking demons mostly vanished, the parasitic races that had clung to their power disappeared one by one. Yet a small number of succubi survived by learning magic from unknown sources. They developed their abilities until they rivaled even the witches, which was how they alone had managed to endure.
To absorb even greater quantities of yin and further strengthen their magic, they no longer limited themselves to dreams. They began interfering boldly in the real world as well.
Kanshura had been wandering in search of humans possessing usable yin energy when she sensed a powerful source in this village—Mahari. She established her lair in the nearby forest. At night she would roam the village, locate the one emitting that yin, force them into lewd dreams to harvest it, and use that power to enslave goblins as her subordinates. Little by little, she was building her own force.
To increase the number of goblins, she had secretly threatened the village chief into offering human women as sacrifices.
Disguising herself as a male mage to conceal her true appearance, Kanshura visited the chief in secret at night. She warned that if he did not provide the women, she would cover the village in goblins, slaughter everyone, and burn it to the ground. The terrified chief had chosen Hyerim—who had only just returned to the village—as the offering. That was the true beginning of this tragedy.
If the goblins ambushed Hyerim on the path from the village to the city, everything could be handled quietly. But her father, Namgyu, was likely to raise a fuss and hunt for the goblins if she were kidnapped. So the chief had asked Kanshura to deal with Namgyu first.
The chief had casually lied to Namgyu about valuable medicinal herbs in the forest, luring him into an ambush by Kanshura’s goblin subordinates. When Namgyu returned half-dead, the chief finally understood that she truly controlled the goblins and became paralyzed with fear.
While continuing to monitor Mahari, Kanshura sensed the overwhelming yin energy radiating from Pungjin as he flew away with Hyerim on the winged horse. The quality was so irresistible that she immediately stormed back to the chief and roared that if he did not bring the pair to her at once, she would burn the entire village to ash.
From the moment Pungjin first noticed something was wrong to the actual kidnapping, everything had unfolded with lightning speed.
Back inside the mage’s—no, the succubus’s—house.
Kanshura slowly turned her head and approached Pungjin, who still had his eyes squeezed shut. She whispered sweetly.
“Mmm… Keeping your eyes closed like that only makes it even more imaginable, doesn’t it? That cute child’s pale, soft skin… her breasts… her pretty little mound… Ahh… Just open your eyes and you can see everything. Go on!”
With that, Kanshura forcibly turned Pungjin’s head and pried his eyes open.
Pungjin pretended to resist, yet inside his mind a single thought burned. Anyone who knew him would instantly recognize that particular feeling.
Hyerim’s upper garment and skirt had been pulled wide open. Every intimate inch of her was exposed in an utterly obscene, brain-melting sight.
He saw it. He couldn’t look away.
Just why, he wondered, was hanbok designed to be so lewd, so erotic? The person who created it had to have been a legendary succubus.
Now, without any further prompting from Kanshura, Pungjin stared blankly at the sight before him—Hyerim’s shamelessly, lusciously, beautifully vulgar pose.
Ugh… I’m losing my mind. I’m so fucking hard. Hard. So goddamn hard. I want her. I want to fuck her right now. Aaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
In that instant, an overwhelming surge of dense, limitless yin energy erupted from Pungjin and slammed straight into Kanshura, who stood right beside him.
“Ugh!! Ugh!! Uuuuugh!! Uk!!! Aaaang!!!”
She suddenly began gasping and choking as if her throat had closed completely. The sounds grew weaker and weaker…
Her eyes slid shut as she collapsed, unconscious.
Pungjin’s monstrous yin energy had been enough to knock out even a legendary succubus.
“Ah… Th-this…”
The moment Kanshura fainted, her magic unraveled and the bindings on the pair disappeared.
It had been a fatal mistake for the lazy succubus to rely on magic instead of physically tying them with rope.
“Wait… what the hell is this…”
Pungjin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but the two of them were free.
Hyerim quickly straightened her disheveled clothing. Pungjin deliberately avoided looking at her while he tried to calm his raging erection. He considered how to deal with the succubus, then spotted a knife nearby and picked it up.
“Ah… um… what are you planning to do with that?”
“I’m going to kill her.”
Pungjin spoke with calm detachment. Seeing such cold-blooded ruthlessness, Hyerim cheered silently in her heart.
Yet inside, Pungjin’s own heart was hammering wildly.
Ah, fuck… How am I supposed to stab a person to death with a knife? Especially a woman who looks this kind and innocent and pretty? Fuck… I shouldn’t have said that out loud!
His hands trembled as he slowly pressed the blade first against her throat, then against her chest. He gave a tentative, gentle push.
“Eh…?”
The knife bounced back with elastic resistance, as though it had struck some kind of magical barrier.
“Hmm… As I thought, it seems she’s protected by some kind of spell.”
Pungjin bluffed with the confidence of someone who knew what he was talking about, despite knowing absolutely nothing.
“Ah! But… this woman doesn’t seem to be a witch. The way she kept talking about yin energy… I think she’s not a witch at all. She’s a succubus. A dream demon. A succubus!”
“What did you just say? A s-succubus?! That… yin… succubus?!”
The famous succubus—the very same lewd, seductive older-sister types who appeared without fail in every fantasy novel and anime.
But… her face looked far too kind (even if her personality was rotten), and she was wearing a hanbok (albeit an incredibly revealing one). She seemed different from the succubi Pungjin had imagined.
“I don’t know much, but I’ve read books and learned from the priestesses and monks. Succubi usually target priestesses and monks, after all.”
“Aha… Now that you mention it, I think I’ve heard that before.”
They were terrifying demons who would sneak into the dreams of celibate monks and priestesses, force them to experience endless sexual dreams, and drain their life force.
“The order prepared countermeasures from the very beginning—sleeping while holding holy relics. But these days the rules have relaxed considerably. Even though monks and priestesses remain celibate, very few have no experience at all. They simply don’t marry; otherwise they’re quite free with their relationships. So they aren’t targeted by succubi as intensely as they once were.”
Huh… What the hell does that even mean? Well… if you say so, I guess that’s how it is.
“In any case, succubi are a lesser demon race that sustains itself by absorbing the yin energy born from humans’ lewd thoughts, fantasies, expectations, desires, and arousal. That’s why they especially target virgins… or virgin girls. People who haven’t experienced those things tend to fantasize more intensely, producing stronger yin energy.”
“Ah…”
These are some seriously embarrassing things to be hearing right now.
“However, that isn’t always the case. Completely ignorant virgins often find it difficult to even imagine such things. According to long-term research, the truly powerful yin energy actually comes from people who fantasize about things like adultery or incest—would-be criminals.”
Aaaah… Please, I’m begging you, stop!
“And the most decisive way to defeat a succubus is… to engage in sexual relations with her.”
“Huh???”
Pungjin’s jaw dropped. He asked back before he could stop himself.
Wait, so to defeat those lewd, sexy older-sister types… you had to do that?
“Succubi are beings that feed on yin energy. If you form a relationship with them and satisfy them completely, the yin drains out of them and they lose their power. That is what I was taught.”
“Ah… So succubi only absorb yin energy and don’t do it themselves… Wait, if they do it, they die?”
“They don’t die, but their energy is depleted and they become unable to use magic or act. They become no different from ordinary humans.”
“Ah… Then right now…”
“Yes. Jinjin… Jinjin-nim must… have relations with that… that succubus…”
“Ah… that’s a little…”
“You must.”
“Aaaagh…!!”
“I-I’ll just look around over there. Please call me when you’re… finished.”
Aaaah… What kind of lightning bolt from the blue is this?
Pungjin was utterly flustered. Part of him thought, Is this heaven’s gift? while another part screamed that Hyerim was right there—how could he possibly do such a thing?
Nevertheless, he had no choice. He had to perform that act with this woman—this succubus.
And she was unconscious, completely senseless.
Now that he thought about it… this was… r-rape?!
He had only ever been on the receiving end of rape; he had never done it himself. He had no idea where to even begin.
Yet the moment the estrus drug still burning in his system made him imagine roughly violating the innocent-looking young woman lying before him—
Gulp…
His lust surged violently to the surface.
“Um… excuse me…!”
Just as he was about to pounce, Hyerim returned and spoke up.
“I-I’m sorry, but… here. This…”
“This… this is!!!”
It was the very same aphrodisiac they had been forced to drink earlier.
“If we make her drink this first… and then do it… wouldn’t the effect be even stronger?”
Drinking the aphrodisiac would make her lewd, causing her yin energy to pour out.
That made perfect sense.