"Enough, Slave…". I say withholding my cringe, and Natvasha collapses, exhausted.

{Gosh!. That line aloud sounds so dumb and cheesy. How did i not notice when i talk with Ines?. Anyway. No one here sees it wrong, nor laughs at me. How Normal is Slavery?}.

"You will resume with your daily life. And with no exceptions. You are forbidden from causing any harm to my acquittances. You may not provoke any kind of disturbance, unless my acquaintances or you are at risk. And like me. You will retaliate in order of the transgressions and the prowess possessed by the offender. Whether you understood or not, Slave, you will refer to me as Overlord, and don't forget to watch your language and pronunciation. Your physique is already hideous, anything leaving your mouth, at least, shouldn't be intolerable. Now shush".

"As you wish, «Overlord»". Natvasha says through gritted teeth, her resentment and fury present in her way out of the arena.

{This is so tricky. Even Verulkya is unaware of the full extend and reach of this elaborate orchestra, and the Coordinator still remains in the shadows}.

{What is worse, my decision may had alert this hidden enemy. Though i obtain a decent clue. The Aqua Green Emts attached to Natvasha's pussy}.

{Hopefully. Verulkya saw everything with her Summon, and has a way to uncover the perpetrator}.

Seinnissia comes with me, accompanied by Ines, and Cadrissa. We are silent during the stroll towards our destination, still affected by the previous encounters, and annoying mishaps, resting placidly in the couches of the Tower's living room.

Verulkya brings tea, cookies and pastries of small size, sitting in front of me. Though she is displeased by Seinnissia and Ines, both are not clingy, but took over the seats next to me.

Ignoring her jealousy, the Hot Aunt breaks the silence. "Daughter of Carmassia. Your skirmish against the Tyrantess was quite the spectacle. It's a shame you can't call her, despite acquiring her as your Second Embryon".

Cadrissa smiles warmly. "Head of the Vecturion House. I appreciate the kind words of encouragement. Despite this drawback. I can reach Level 29".

{What?!}.

"29?!. Why?!". I blurt confused. "With an Embryon, is possible to surpass Level 9, and First Zenith requires 10 Stat Points. Making Level 19 the limit. Should not the Second Embryon give the equivalent to 20 Stat Points too?. To match what a Second Zenith grants. Which means the limit is Level 39. Not 29".

Ines giggles. "You are mixing things up, Lustful Beast". Though she is not the only one.

"Vruck certainly seems confused, Little Bi-Ines". Jokes Verulkya, offering to everyone, cups of tea with her telekinesia. "However. My Cherished Nephew may had stumble upon an obvious but forgettable truth. Most people never obtain a single Embryon, much less two. Reaching Level 9, then acquiring an Embryon, later a Zenith. But. «What if you do things differently»?. Embryons, Zeniths then Levels".

Ines and Seinnissia are immersed in the possibility, while Cadrissa is more active and direct. "Sounds good as an idea. But we can only have a limit of 5 levels of difference between our Current Level, and our Maximum Level, Without Subclasses, Zeniths are out of the question… , unless we obtain Achievements…".

{Subclasses are only acquirable in places with Relative or Dilated Time, and to delve in them, is mandatory to have an Embryon}.

"That is correct…". Says Verulkya, which is a reply for Cadrissa, and me. "Daughter of Camarssia. But with the Exodus and the Triple S Rule, the 5 Levels of disparity, can be amplified".

"My mother mentioned the topic once. She was interested on the Thova. Like the Farioth, they are Unique… , Therefore, another method must be available".

I interject. "Yes, Rissa. I gain Two Levels of disparity in a Match Amalgam".

"Correct, Vruck. And this Reward applies to Ordeals and Precepts too".

"Future Mother-in-law". Daringly says Nissi, hugging my arm with possessiveness. "What about the limit Vuir comment about?".

"My Future Daughter-in-law. It's what is determined by the Environment. Loutharn and Nrahtuol are Proficient Worlds, with no apparent limitations. But too much freedom, is also counterproductive, failing to provide any guidance for the inhabitants. Which doesn't happen in Rank Worlds or Progressive Worlds".

"What about «Banned Worlds»?. I investigate a little after learning from Larissa Lunniares, that the Lustful Beast didn't had access to his Stats".

"«Banned», it's an ambiguous term. Certain Stats and their complications are not allowed in some Worlds. This serves as a defense mechanism to protect the natives".

{Like it does the transfer of objects when arriving to another world}

"The difference between Banned and Locked, is that the latter does not allow the natural acquisition of Stats by Leveling Up".

{Now i understand why i get Random Stats from Vitality and Ordinance when i Level Up}.

"On the other hand, Banned denies all benefits from obtaining Stats, except for the base development provided by the Stats themselves. However, this only applies if you have already made contact with Stats".

{That is why i couldn't beat the Old Man!. He was cheating all the time!. Empowered by the Stats!}.

"Vruck never had Stats in Azthea, interacting with them in Loutharn has messed up his mind, soul and body, but he has handled the hardest part pretty well on his own".

{Thanks for the vote of confidence. But it was the stab perpetrated by the Mirror Me what clean me}.

"Likewise. There is an additional fact that not many know about Worlds with Banned and Locked Stats. The Embryons can be evoked at any moment. Because the Minions are not usually accepted. The same concept is applied in the Passages from a World to it's Counterpart".

"Argh!. Let me know tomorrow, Venerable Aunt!". I complain from the bottom of my heart. "You know how easy it would have been to wipe out the Carrion Owl Gunners with «Dollzerka» by my side!".

The blue rhombus in my chest lights up, and my True-Wine Emts shape the towering robust silhouette of my First Embryon.

Dollzerka stands in the middle of the living room, staring at me through the armored visor of her helmet.

She puts her hands under my armpits, lifting me up like a new mother would do with her newborn, touching my forehead with her's.

Obviously, the helmet is in the way, and i try to lift it up to see Dollzerka's face, but to no avail, she is one with her gear.

"Don't be so passive, Dollzerka. To me. You are not just an Embryon, but my Partner and Lover".

I kiss her lower on the helmet, where i suppose her mouth would be. She covers herself with a layer of True-Wine Emts, and takes refuge in my chest, so i fall to the ground, snorting.

"She turned out to be shy, that's adorable!"…

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