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Infinite Returns Vol.2 (Part-1)

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Chapter 44: D rank

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 44: D rank - Volume 2 begins with danger and betrayal: Ethan faces trials blessed by a hidden power, while Jade confesses her love for her daughter’s husband, sparking a deadly clash with Julie.

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mind Control   Romantic   Slavery   Fiction   GameLit   High Fantasy   Mystery   Magic   Demons   Politics  

Thud!

“Damn it, Tower!!”

Ethan groaned as he hit the floor, rubbing his sore backside. Not even a warning this time? Seriously?

Before he could properly curse, the system’s notification chimed in.

{Giver, brace yourself. You are about to rank up.}

Wait—what? At least let me prepare my mind—

“ARGHHH!!”

A deep, guttural groan tore from his throat as the process began.

Mana flooded his surroundings, swirling in thick waves before slamming into his body like an unstoppable tide. His muscles tensed as they absorbed the raw energy, growing denser, stronger. His heart pounded furiously, each beat reverberating in his skull.

“This better be worth the pain—ARGH! DAMN IT!!”

He gritted his teeth as the mana drilled into his very being, strengthening not just his body, but his mind. His thoughts became sharper, his memory clearer—an undeniable boon, if not for the excruciating agony that came with it.

The torment continued.

Meanwhile, Somewhere in the Tower...

Far above, in a place untouched by any climber, a silver-haired woman sat gracefully, a delicate cup of tea resting in her hands.

Her luminous white eyes were fixed on Ethan, a small, intrigued smile curling on her lips.

“Fascinating,” she mused, her voice a soft melody in the silence.

“I have never seen such an ability before ... A power that grants talent? Bloodlines? How absurdly overpowered.”

Vaelith, the Tower’s Will, sipped her tea, her interest in the boy growing with each passing second.

She had witnessed countless climbers—warriors, mages, prodigies, even beings blessed by gods. Yet none of them wielded an ability like Ethan’s.

Unlike her, who could bestow titles, skills, and rewards only when climbers earned them, Ethan’s power seemed ... unrestricted. No conditions, no prerequisites. He granted abilities as if reality itself bent to his whims.

And that was dangerous.

“I thought you were just another pawn in Their game,” she murmured, referring to the meddlesome old monsters who treated her Tower like their playground.

“But no ... You are far too unpredictable for that.”

Vaelith chuckled, an unfamiliar warmth filling her chest.

For as long as she could remember, she had been alone. Bound to the Tower, watching over its trials, rewarding those who passed, punishing those who failed. A ceaseless cycle of duty.

Even her name—Vaelith—was something she gave herself, a desperate attempt to be more than just the Tower’s Will.

Yet, despite all her power, she was a prisoner. Trapped in a space no one could step foot in—not because they were forbidden, but because they simply weren’t worthy.

Not a single being had reached her floor.

Not one.

But now ... Ethan.

His power was unlike anything she had ever encountered. If there was anyone in existence who could reach her, it was him.

Hope flickered in her usually indifferent gaze.

And for the first time in an eternity, Vaelith made a choice.

“I will protect you.”

With a wave of her hand, unseen forces twisted around Ethan’s presence, veiling his existence from prying eyes. No god, no demon, no entity would sense his potential until he was ready.

“Grow stronger,” she whispered. “Come to me, Ethan. I will be waiting.”

A soft breeze stirred the air, and for the first time in centuries, Vaelith felt anticipation.

...

Back to Ethan...

“Huff ... Huff...”

Ethan lay flat on his back, his chest rising and falling in exhaustion, staring at the sky while mentally cursing the Tower to hell and back.

His body felt different. Stronger.

He was now officially a D-rank being.

Nothing too grand in the bigger picture, but—it was progress.

Groaning, he sat up—

And immediately gagged.

“What the fuck is that smell?!”

 
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