Moonquest: A Journey To The Stars-Chapter 62: Heartache, Heartbreak, All On The Floor

"What!?"

Gobsmacked, Lewis could not believe what he was told. The woman of his dreams, the one he swore his love to (in his imagination), the missing half of his heart...

Was a fucking Succubus!?

Unable to cope with the sudden revelation, he fell onto the floor. Seeing the scene, Celine didn't know why, but her heart began to ache.

She began extending her hand, wanting to touch Lewis, yet before she could, a burning fireball struck her hand. Clenching back in pain, she turned her head towards her assailant.

Standing with shaky knees, Duncan held his staff in front of her, clenched in pain. The gaping hole in his shoulder made it hard for him to accurately aim his attacks, but it was enough for him.

Shocked, Celine wanted to reach out once more, yet Duncan's stern gaze made it hard for her to do so. "Lewis, look, I-I can explain –"

"Explain my fucking foot! You're a freaking Succubus! I thought...I thought my feelings for you were genuine. I believed we had something going on, and yet what did I get? A fucking stab in the back! Was everything just a dream..."

Crouching once more, Lewis bemoaned his fate, betrayed by the women he loved, twice!

As was being consoled by a still bloodied Simon, Celine inched slightly closer, despite being stared at by a wary Duncan. "Look, I can explain. I was stationed here–"

A sudden flash of light was seen beeping by her side. No one seemed to notice it, thinking it was all part of her set-up, but she didn't.

Eyes shrinking, her demeanour did an immediate 180. "Shit, ah, fuck, you got me..." Without any warning, black gas emerged from her hands. Eyes widening, Duncan pulled Lewis to the side before the surrounding walls dissolved into acrid vapours. "Shit, she wants to kill us! Run!"

Without wasting a single moment, Simon bashed the neighbouring wall into dust, clearing a path. Holding both the whining Elf and drooling Man, the Dwarf leapt from the 2nd floor, making their escape.

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Celine watched listlessly as the trio made their escape. She saw as they dashed their way across the traps to safety, most likely to inform the Guild of the presence of the Demon King's army.

"Hey dipshit, why didn't you kill them? They were fucking wounded, weren't they? Tch, knew shouldn't have left things to a failure..."

From above, a sultry voice demeaned Celine. Sexulia, a tier-6 Succubus, descended from the skies, wearing nothing except a raunchy underwear and two pasties where her bra should've been. Crossing both arms, she chastised her failure of a cousin for letting those three Adventurers escape.

"Haaah! Anyways, what's done is done. Doesn't matter if the Guild's coming here anyway. Our plan's nearly complete, so we don't need this base anymore. But still, leaving those three alive sure does leave a sore spot in my throat. Wonder if I can still snag one of the–"

"Enough! Let them be, otherwise I will tell my superior that you're disobeying direct orders from me! Now go, and prepare for the coming invasion..."

Clicking her tongue, Sexulia flapped her for wings, flying into the mansion. "Tch, if it wasn't for your sister, you wouldn't be alive..."

As soon as she left, Celine was still standing, lost in her thoughts. After a brief moment, she opened her Status Screen, viewing them once again.

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Name: Celine Amour

Age: 25

Strength: 85

Agility: 125

Intelligence: 176

Mana: 456

Stamina: 135

Skill: Accelerated Thoughts

Skill Rank: SSS

Occupation: Illusion Arcanist

Tier: 2

Abilities: Camouflage (67/75), Basic Arithmetic (10/10), Basic Maths (15/15), Advanced Mathematics (25/25), Enchanting (35/50), Telekinesis (50/100), Needlework (10/10), Fashion Design (25/25), Basic Fire Magic (10/10), Basic White Magic (10/10)

Titles: Oddball, Fashionista, Scorned One, Pioneer, Saintess of the Broken One

Closing the screen once more, she hoarsely whispered into the air. "I'm sorry Lewis, I'm sorry..."

Fists clenching, she turned her head once more, slowly retreating back into the mansion.

All that was left of her presence were the footsteps in the dust...

And the teardrops in the floor