Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 400

Chapter 400: La Cherry Mall - Eros Transformation Explanation

Like always, there was no better destination for shopping than La Cherry Mall. The place wasn’t just big—it was a small village masquerading as a shopping center, sprawling across enough real estate to house everything we could possibly need to buy in a single location.

The girls’ excitement was palpable, their chatter filling the car with anticipatory energy as we navigated through Lincoln Heights toward the massive complex.

"God, I hope they have that new Gucci collection in," Emma blurted, twisting a strand of hair.

"The one with the leather harness details?" Sarah added smoothly. "Priority one after shoes."

Since they already knew about my dual nature, I decided it was time. Time to be Eros again.

The transformation rippled through me like liquid fire, my body reshaping into its divine configuration. I hadn’t changed since the Taboo System’s awakening, and the effect was immediate and overwhelming. A pulse of raw lust aura exploded outward from my form, washing over everyone in the vehicle like a physical wave.

The girls moaned—simultaneously, involuntarily, their bodies responding to the supernatural emanation before their minds could process what was happening. I couldn’t help but laugh at their synchronized reaction, the sound deeper and more resonant in this form.

"OH!" Emma gasped, spine arching violently off the leather seat, hands flying to her throat. "Fuck—what is—?" Her words choked off as her entire body shuddered, nipples visibly hardening through her thin top.

Beside her, Sarah cried out, "Peter—" fingernails digging crescents into the dashboard. Her breath hitched, then came in ragged pants, eyes wide and stunned as the aura saturated her. "It’s... inside me," she whispered, disoriented.

Even Charlotte who had witnessed this, usually unflappable, jerked against the window, a low uhn escaping her lips as her knuckles whitened on the door handle. "Felt that... like static electricity," she managed, voice tight, staring at me.

This was the new Eros after the Taboo. The beauty and effects were more intense.

Laughter rumbled in my chest—deeper, resonant, vibrating the airframe. "Still getting used to Eros, ladies?" Hearing that voice—as mine, yet not—sent fresh tremors through them.

It took several minutes for them to acclimate to the change, their breathing gradually returning to normal as they adjusted to Eros’s presence. Emma and Sarah, who’d been told about this transformation that first night, peppered me with questions they hadn’t asked then.

Their breathing slowed, flushed skin cooling. Emma finally found her voice, turning wide eyes on me.

"Okay, that? Wasn’t in the brochure last time." She reached out, fingers hovering over my forearm, now sculpted with veins like molten bronze beneath luminous skin. "It feels... different. Harder. Like touching warm stone."

Sarah’s analytical gaze was everywhere—the sharp line of my jaw, the impossible symmetry of my cheekbones, the faint shimmer in the air around me. "The cellular density... the energy output... it defies baseline physics," she murmured, awed. "It is you, Peter. Just... amplified. Refined to a terrifying degree."

She met my eyes.

Their curiosity was understandable—I couldn’t blame them.

Accepting my rapid evolution over mere weeks was already a stretch of belief. Adding the reality that my body could shift into this divine form, this godly being, pushed comprehension into territory that felt more like mythology than reality.

But this wasn’t an alter ego. This was me—just me in a different configuration. Like a character in a novel transforming from human form into a towering asura with insane power. Same consciousness, same mind, just different architecture. The soul remained constant while the vessel evolved.

Charlotte shook her head, recovering her composure. "It isn’t even an alter ego either, although that would’ve made more sense in a clinical framework. Metabolic restructuring this radical? It belongs in mythology textbooks." She studied my hands which looked more better, smooth, slender than last time she saw me as Eros. "If I scanned you now, Peter, would the biometrics even register as human?"

She understood that when I reached whatever level constituted "godhood"—if I wasn’t dreaming this entire reality—the two forms would merge into one.

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