My Soul card is a Reaper

On the evening of the last day of the year, Azzy was seen accompanying a young lady, as they lined up in front of the nightclub.

However, the eighteen-year-old looked quite uncomfortable, constantly glancing at the crowd around him as they made their way into the place.

The lady, on the other hand, was vibing to the music and subtly shaking her body; she was so natural that it makes one wonder whether she was a regular at clubs. Her beauty and hourglass figure also made it harder for the boys around to avert their eyes away. Azzy felt several gazes of envy aiming at him, and that actually calmed him a bit and helped him refocus on his mission.

As Leah sat on a couch nearby, Azzy walked to the bartender.

With a knock on the table, he gained the bartender's attention. "Yes?" He looked at Azzy, wondering whether this fellow was really an adult or a teenager disguised as an adult.

Azzy calmly placed a stack of notes on the table and said, "Mr. Placebo recommended me this place."

"Placebo?" The bartender's facial expression suddenly changed when he heard the codename. He silently stared at Azzy for a few seconds before taking the cash and replied, "Follow me."

Azzy followed the bartender to the door on the second floor, which says it is restricted to staff, only to see a couple of buffed guys suddenly block the exit as soon as he entered the place.

"What are you doing?" Azzy raised his eyebrow.

The bartender grabbed his collar, slightly pushing him in an aggressive way, "Placebo drug isn't even in circulation in the market yet. Who told you the code?"

Azzy swiftly grabbed his throat and raised him a foot above the floor instantly, "It doesn't matter who told me the code. What matters here is that I want the drug."

"You bastard… Get me down…" The bartender struggled to free himself but to no avail.

The two bodyguards charged toward him, intending to grab him. However, before they make a move, Azzy's free arm moves. Both of them were knocked out with an uppercut to their chins, almost at the same time. Blood seeped from their noses respectively.

The bartender's body shivered for a second and his demeanor changed instantly, "Okay… okay… I'm sorry, bro. Please leave me. I'll do whatever you want."

Azzy returned his gaze to the bartender and coldly replied, "I need atleast 50 kg in amount. We'll offer you the market rate of 2000 credits per gm. 100 million credits is the consignment deal. Now, go and talk to your boss and arrange it." After passing the message, he finally let go of his grip and threw him down.

As the bartender started coughing wildly, Azzy threw a business card on the floor and turned around to leave the room, returning to the dance floor with a satisfactory smile on his face as his threat seemed to be worked, only to witness a couple of young men swarmed around the girl with drinks and she looked like she was flirting with them.

Azzy's facial expression instantly hardened. "The hell she is doing?" However, he didn't disturb her and instead made his exit from the club before making a call to her.

In a couple of moments after the call, she hurriedly rushed out, "Captain." She took a heavy breath.

Azzy raised his hand and gave a knock on her head, "I told you to gather any information on drugs if some potential addict tries to hit on you, but you are having fun instead. Do you plan on making out with them too?" He harshly scolded her.

The girl awkwardly smiled as she scratched her cheek in embarrassment, "Sorry Cap, it's my succubus bloodline acting. When virgins flirt with me, I couldn't help myself." After a brief pause, she added, "Captain, I also request please go and have a one-night stand with some woman or make a girlfriend. Do you know how much I had to control my powers in your presence?

I just want to eat…" Her pupils turned scarlet all of a sudden.

"Sss…"

Azzy couldn't help but hiss at her, seeing this woman act all cheeky with him. Conjuring a black dagger made of energy in his hand, he looked straight into her scarlet eyes, "Lily, do you want me to help you? I have a clear way to remove the bloodline from you. All I have to do is destroy your core and let Dr. Mac rebuild you once again. What do you think?"

"Eek!" The girl's scarlet eyes disappeared right away and her face turned pale in fear. She moved a step back and bowed, "Cap, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." As it was still just outside the building, her loud voice and actions attracted the attention of the people lined up in front of the club.

He quickly grabbed her hand and flew away from there.

A couple of hours later, they enter Dr. Mac's secret lab, where there are dozens of people, looking identical to Lily, roaming around with their own tasks in hand.

As they pass by them, all of these clones stop their tasks and stare at Azzy, until he disappears from their sight, and they continue their work.

They went to the control room and met Dr. Mac. As Azzy reported everything, including Lily's actions, the scientists asked her to come forward.

Lily nervously walked toward her. With a series of clicks, starting from the back of her neck, then, a couple of spots on her back, followed by the pressing the finger on her forehead, Dr. Mac made Lily go unconscious and Azzy helped her to carry her to the table.

Connecting her with various wires to a machine, Dr. Mac went to her 1000-inch computer and did her own thing that Azzy had no idea.

Azzy quietly observed her until she was done with analysis and spoke to him, "There's no abnormality detected. She was completely, Azrael."

Azzy nodded in understanding, "okay."

"Do you want another model?" She asked, after thinking for a bit.

Azzy shook his head, "No, I think I'm more comfortable with her, although her succubus bloodline is mildly irritating. It would take more time for me to get used to it. Not to mention, the organization will get suspicious if something changes about her and they start investigating."

In response, Dr. Mac put away her spectacles and let out a sigh, "Who could have expected succubi bloodline to be extracted from that Demon King Berith's avatar? Even after I had given her a body made of adamantium, her fighting prowess remained mediocre. Project L.I.L.Y is more or less a disappointment for now."

Azzy couldn't help but sigh too, agreeing with her. "It's indeed a pity."

That's right. The woman who accompanied Azzy to the club was not a human. She was an android, created from the captured Demon King's demonic energy and Aria's data.

L.I.L.Y., i.e. Logical intelligence learning yielder was supposed to be a demonic android capable of having Aria's intelligence and the prowess of Berith, but she could only end up as assistant capable of doing menial tasks and able to hypnotize men.

For some unknown reason, she got the powers of a succubus.

Some could seduce and manipulate men's thoughts through mind control as long as they are below the Supreme realm, some that are created by nanotechnology could shapeshift into any being they want while even copying their aura, and some could invade the target's dream to create new thoughts into them, and some engage in sexual activities to drain the life force from them.

The problem was that they would lose a bit of control over their powers in the presence of virgin men. This is dangerous because if these virgin men weren't Arcana Masters, their life force would be drained.

Requesting Dr. Mac to try and reduce this side effect on his partner, Azzy left the place and returned to the clan village, where its skies were filled with nonstop fireworks while the people were busy spending their time with their loved ones.

The streets were also too crowded, specifically at the food stalls and shopping centers. Theatres were set up where plays were going on. At some other place, an orchestra is being played. And in another place, a marching show of the clan's police force is going on.

The scene doesn't look as modern as it was in the outside world, but for Azzy, it smelled like home. After entering the clan village and watching everything from the skies, Azzy put away his worries from the outside world and went straight to his home.