Strongest Mystic

Tears fell down her face as she mumbled in a half sleepy voice, "Ethan, you finally woke up?"

Ethan felt a sense of guilt for having thoughts for such a pure woman. He was about to say something when Scarlett completely woke up from her drowsiness. Her eyes widened as she exclaimed in a low voice, "Ethan why are you moving like this?!"

She didn't let him speak and hurriedly got up and carefully led him back to the bed.

Ethan tried to get up and his stepmother gently tried to push him back, when he exclaimed, "Mom!" She stopped. He silently looked at her and suddenly asked her to come closer. Scarlett hesitated but compiled and came closer. He wiped her still flowing tears and pulled her in an embrace.

Ethan could feel her voluptuous body but he had no lecherous thoughts. He softly said, "Don't worry mom, nothing will happen to me now. I'll soon recover and we will go back to how we were."

Scarlett started to tremble as she placed her head on his shoulder and said in a sobbing voice, "I am still scared. Scared to see you sleeping again and never waking up. Why did it have to be you? You are such a good child. This is so… unfair."

He caressed her head and let her cry. He recalled all their memories together. Ethan had soft spot for women like her in his heart as such he thought, 'Fuck my retarded desires and remnant will's attraction towards her, I'll only care about her happiness.'

But then as he inhaled her rose like scent, his body reacted.

He was speechless, just how horny this Ethan Chase was?

Nyx also rubbed salt on his wound, saying, [Don't push everything on his remnant will. Accept the horny inside of you.]

He smiled bitterly, telling her. 'You don't know me yet. Just her being like this will make me care about her.'

[You may care about her. But I have already seen how you do things. You will lust for her sooner or later.]

Etan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to respond. But now it was confirmed that the system couldn't read his thoughts without his permission or more like know his thoughts only when he had the intention to reveal it.

This also proved that Nyx didn't know of his life on Earth otherwise she wouldn't have said that. His eyes dimmed. It was better this way.

Just then Scarlett separated from him and slowly said, "I am sorry, I made your shirt wet."

Ethan chuckled, "it's alright."

She stood up and hesitated before lowering herself again and kissing on his forehead, saying, "Rest well, I'll quickly call the nurse to change your shirt."

Ethan hummed in response and then Scarlett left. It was dark so Ethan didn't notice her slightly hurried steps. He didn't know that she had already noticed his hard on.

Soon Sasha entered, turned the light on and silently changed his shirt. He saw her slightly pursing her lips when she glanced at his stepmother. She left after that without saying anything.

Ethan rested his back on the bed-rest and turned to look at Scarlett.

His stepmother was in her forties, but her beauty and grace made her look much younger. She had an hourglass figure, with curves that drew admiring eyes. Her dark brown hair tumbled down her back in gentle waves, and her deep brown eyes were full of warmth and kindness.

She was wearing a fashionable outfit that was both comfortable and appropriate for the hospital setting. Looking both stylish and caring, she was ready to support Ethan through his time in the hospital.

Ethan smiled and joked, "You scared Sasha."

Scarlett raised her eyebrows and harrumphed. "Of course she deserved it. I gave her a mouthful for her carelessness. What if something happened to you?"

"It was my fault for abruptly moving though."

Scarlett shook her head and then suddenly narrowed her eyes at him. "Speaking of that, why did you move earlier?"

Ethan scratched his face awkwardly as he recalled almost getting caught by her. He said, "You seemed to be feeling cold so I wanted to drape a blanket on you."

Her expression softened. "Don't worry. I'll take care of myself."

They talked for some more time and then Ethan said that he wanted to sleep.

Later in the dark, he didn't sleep but asked Nyx in his mind. 'Nyx, Ethan had many fragments of Obsidian right? Did you use everything to be born?'

Nyx replied. [No. I don't know the exact numbers but I can sense them in your heart.]

From soul to his physical body? Ethan frowned. 'Can you use them somehow?'

[Yes, I can.]

Ethan's frown deepened. This system no longer felt that good but just some chat bot that only answered when questioned.

Sensing his disappointment in the system, Nyx clarified, [I am an event based system. So unless not asked, I will only tell you things related to the event. To change this, you will have to use many special points. As for what special points are, you won't know if you don't bother to check.]

Ethan smiled bitterly, but didn't accept his mistake because he had another logical retort. 'You could have told me about these special points earlier when I said that you have nothing much to offer to me.'

[When an event is taking place, I will provide information and assistance related to the event, but when there is no event going on, I will switch to human-like behavior, responding to social cues and emotions in a more human-like way. Earlier you had humiliated me, so I chose not to talk about the special points.]

Ethan was speechless. It made sense. But then he tilted his head and probed, 'But won't that make you a context based system?'

Nyx actually went silent for a moment before responding, [yes, that seems to be the case. I evolved without knowing.]

'Interesting. So is it possible for you to have emotions?'

[I may not have emotions like a human, but I will be able to process emotions and respond to them in a logical and efficient way, which will be a great help to you.]

Ethan nodded and then made another customization. 'If it is something important or interesting like special points then ignore the context and tell me about it.'

[Certainly.] Nyx paused and said, [I have a suggestion.]

When Ethan listened to her suggestion, he was surprised and it stirred a feeling of excitement within him.