The final gate shut behind Elias.
Instantly, the world dissolved.
No walls. No sky.
Just a void of velvet red, stars bleeding passion into the air, as if the cosmos itself were seducing him. Each step echoed like heartbeat drums.
> [Welcome to the Memory Palace]
[Final Trial: Seraphina – The Origin of Lust]
[Rules: No System Support. No Harem Bonds. Only Will Remains.]
He exhaled slowly. "Let's do this."
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She Awaits
A circular bed of black rose petals floated in the center of the void.
Seraphina lay on it, unclothed but not exposed—her aura veiled her body like a second skin, more dangerous than nudity itself.
"You came alone," she purred, resting her chin on her knuckles. "Good boy."
Elias didn't flinch. "You brought me here to test me. I'm here. What now?"
She rose slowly, walking toward him barefoot over air like a goddess.
"You still don't remember me fully," she whispered. "But your body does."
She ran a finger over his chest. It left a glowing trail—a memory.
