Sean's First Horcrux

"You've finally learned how to speak properly."

Sean chuckled and released his grip. The silver mist twisted unsteadily in place for a moment before taking Stephanie's form again.

She lay on the ground, looking pitiful and fragile, lingering fear still in her eyes.

"Cough... cough, cough..."

Sean casually summoned a velvet-backed chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.

Lust seemed to have been badly hurt by Sean's soul power. It took her quite a while to recover.

When she looked at him again, her eyes held nothing but a very "sensible" fear.

Sean, who had not spoken all this time, watched her quietly, and her behavior only made him more certain.

This was merely a fragment of Lust's soul consciousness, vastly different from a solid, complete soul.

Otherwise, as one of the Sins, she could not have been subdued so easily by Sean.

And now, whether her fearful appearance was genuine or feigned, it proved that she could do nothing against Sean and truly feared being erased outright.

The gap in strength was enormous. She possessed only the empty shell of a Sin, not a Sin's power.

Sean now understood why the Runes array had mentioned borrowing—it could borrow the memories within this fragment of soul consciousness and obtain the Sins' tremendous power in another way.

Though that power differed from that of a complete Sin and could not last long, it was more than enough to ravage this world.

Although that issue had been resolved, a new problem now lay before Sean.

Lust wore a somewhat aggrieved and pitiful expression. Naturally, she knew Sean's silence meant he was waiting for her to say what he wanted to hear.

"Whew..." Taking a deep breath, she hugged her knees and began speaking. "I know what you want to ask—how I got