Infiltrating the Other Space

"Thank you, Ghost Thorn." Mei'er had calmed somewhat, but her eyes remained fixed on the scenes unfolding below.

"You don't have to watch. If you want, I can shield your senses." Ghost Thorn sighed softly to himself, feeling some pity for this succubus. Her race was so weak they didn't even have the right to survive on their own. Faced with the strong's abuse, exploitation, and even slaughter, they had no power to resist at all.

"No. I want to see all of this with my own eyes. I want to look at their ugly, twisted faces and carve them into my heart." Mei'er's seemingly calm, pretty face twisted almost imperceptibly. "Sooner or later, I'll make them pay those blood debts back tenfold, a hundredfold."

Scene after scene from the past gradually resurfaced in Mei'er's mind. From a very young age, she had been the most beautiful and talented succubus girl in her tribe. The experienced succubi in the tribe had taught her everything: cultivation, seduction, and, more than anything else, how to serve males and please them.

This was how a weak race survived. Mei'er had studied diligently and learned well. She had been judged to be of tremendous value, a truly top-grade Succubus Woman. The high value of a Succubus Woman meant she qualified to please those at the peak of power, and, if they were in a good mood, perhaps inspire a sliver of pity in them and win some aid for the survival of the succubi.

If things went well, Mei'er might become a peak powerhouse's favored concubine and secure a meager benefit for her tribe. But there was always an unpredictable, uncontrollable gap between ideals and reality. Just as Mei'er had come of age, still a virgin, she and a group of sisters around her