Time slipped by quietly, marked only by the faint sounds of breathing and the distant rustle of wind beyond the walls.

The sky outside still held its deep, velvety darkness, though Damon could tell from the subtle shift in the air that dawn was approaching and that peculiar stillness that always settled just before the first pale light crept over the horizon.

Within the room, the scene that greeted the eye was one that would have left any ordinary man utterly speechless.

The wide bed was a tangle of silk sheets pulled half off and stained white, with three women lying in various states of peaceful, exhausted slumber.

Ariel’s long dark blue hair fanned out across the pillow like spilled ink, her jade-white skin and petite frame glistening beneath a generous coating of Damon’s cum, her soft blue eyes closed in deep and contented sleep.

Beside her, Mio and Mia lay equally disheveled — the twins’ voluptuous figures draped over one another, their deep purple hair loose and damp, their pale skin equally marked and flushed rosy from the night’s indulgence.

Curled neatly at the far edge of the bed, like she wanted no part of the mess, was Neko in her small white cat form, her fluffy tail tucked around her nose, sleeping soundly without a care in the world.

Damon himself had relocated to the sofa across the room, draped in his black robe, one leg crossed lazily over the other.

To him, the sight behind him was utterly unremarkable.

His golden eyes, however, were not on them.

They were fixed on the cascade of system notifications flickering before his gaze, scanning past the lesser messages with ease, until they settled on the one he had been waiting for since yesterday.

[Ding!]

[Ding!]

[Hidden Mission Available: ’Claim the Lost Artifact’.] [Completed]

[Objective: Acquire the Chaos Devourer Sword Fragment.]

[Reward: 5,000,000 Lust Points, Fragment of Chaos Devourer, Chaos Edge Technique, ???.]

[Hidden Mission Completed! Would you like to receive the rewards?]

"Yes"

[You receive a 5,000,000 Lust Points.]

Damon could see his lust point increasing. Then the other reward that he’s been waiting for arrived.

[You receive a Fragment of Chaos Devourer.]

[You receive a Chaos Edge Technique.]

[You receive a ???.]

After receiving his reward, Damon reached into his spatial ring and withdrew the broken sword he had claimed at the auction.

It materialized in his grasp with a faint, heavy weight that felt oddly deliberate, as though the blade itself had been waiting patiently for this moment.

A black obsidian sword rested across his open palm.

Everything about it was dark, from the grip was wrapped in some ancient black material, worn smooth by time yet still firm to the touch, and the guard was a flat, severe piece of the same lightless obsidian.

Its blade, too, was a void black so absolute it seemed to swallow the dim morning light filtering through the room rather than reflect it.

Where a regular sword would carry at least some faint metallic sheen along its edge, this one offered nothing.

Just an impenetrable darkness, like staring into a gap cut from the world itself.

And then there was the matter of its missing half.

The blade stopped abruptly at the midpoint, cleanly and unnaturally truncated, as though the remaining fifty percent had simply ceased to exist.

Damon narrowed his eyes, leaning forward slightly on the sofa as he brought the sword closer for inspection.

He turned it slowly, studying the severed edge and then something subtle caught his attention.

The break was not ragged.

It was not splintered or fractured the way a blade would be if it had shattered under force.

The separation was clean, almost seamless.

’I see... It was never broken to begin with. The sword has two separate parts. This is simply how it was made.’His gaze sharpened with recognition.

The realization settled over him with quiet certainty.

He turned the fragment over once more, then lifted his gaze and addressed the system directly.

’So, System, what exactly am I supposed to do now?’

[First, the host must make the sword recognize the host as its master. The host need only offer a drop of blood.]

’It shouldn’t reject me, right? After all, the sword was the one calling out to me in the first place...’

A quiet confidence settled behind the thought.

If the sword had sought him out, chosen him from across whatever distance separated them, then the recognition should be little more than a formality.

Damon raised his hand and bit down on the tip of his index finger without hesitation, applying just enough pressure until a small bead of deep crimson welled to the surface.

He held the wound directly above the dark blade, positioning it carefully, then tilted his finger and let a single drop fall.

The blood descended in silence.

The moment it made contact with the sword’s lightless surface, it did not spread or smear as it would against ordinary steel.

Instead, it was drawn inward instantly, absorbed as though the blade had been waiting, hungry for exactly this.

A new notification flared to life before his eyes.

[Connecting the Chaos Devourer Sword to the host’s Soul]

[Connecting process at 1%...]

[10%...]

[30%...]

[50%...]

[90%...]

[99%...]

[Connection Completed.]

[Host’s soul now connected with Chaos Devourer Sword and Chaos Devourer Sword accept host as it’s master.]

[You gain Space affinity.]

[Your affinity with space has increased by 50.]

[You gain Time affinity.]

[Your affinity with Time has increased by 50.]

He then look at Chaos Devourer Sword with his Incubus Celestial Eyes.

[Chaos Devourer Sword] [Incomplete]

[Description: A sword that created along with creation. Have ability to control space and time. It can devour any item and absorb it function.]

[Artifact]

[Master: Damon Arcknight]

After seeing the change on it status, Damon then summoned the Fragment of Chaos Devourer into his hand.

The moment the fragment appear, Chaos Devourer Sword that stat still on his hand, suddenly started to float in the air.

And the fragment also started to float following the sword.