[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-extra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone":3,"chapter-extra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone-extra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone-chapter-125":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Extra's Life: MILFs Won't Leave the Incubus Alone",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},895664,1173,"Chapter 125: Revenge","extra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone-chapter-125",125,"\u003Cp>The hand closed around his throat like iron dipped in flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four fingers only, but each one was a brand. Each scale was rough, ridged, as if carved from volcanic glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden’s skin sizzled where it touched him. He could smell himself burning. The world shrank to the circle of that grip: his neck, his lungs screaming for air, the hammer of his pulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—it wasn’t the worst pain he had felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real agony had been when his ember had guttered out. When the tiny flame of mana that marked him as alive had flickered to zero, leaving him hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered that moment vividly—the sensation of being erased. Not killed, but emptied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to that, this was only pain. A smaller cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced a ragged grin, lips cracking under the heat. \"Heh... we meet quicker than expected. Usually, this sort of reunion happens after an arc or two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words scraped out, half-choke, half-jest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abomination’s crimson eyes widened—and then he laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha .HAHAHAHAH..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not a laugh of mirth. It was cavernous, jagged, a laugh that shook the air. Birds miles away scattered. Trees bent as though in prayer. Even the stones seemed to hum with the echo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast who had massacred three cities bent his head back and howled laughter at the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, to Aiden’s shock, he loosened his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scales withdrew. Aiden fell to his knees, hacking for air, throat blistered and raw. His lungs dragged in breath like a man who had drowned and clawed back to shore. The ground itself seemed cool after the fire of that hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brave little one,\" the abomination said, voice rumbling like boulders grinding together. \"You are right. We had a deal. And I...\" He tilted his head, grin showing fangs sharp as swords. \"I respect insanity. Especially the insanity of a fearless boy who dares grin at me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name he had given earlier still burned in Aiden’s ears—Aros, son of Ares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden coughed until he could stand again. He forced his body upright, spine shaking, golden eyes glaring into red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could barely breathe, but still he looked. Still he questioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw them,\" he rasped, voice ragged. \"The people. The children. Slain like animals. Why? ....What’s your goal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence after the question was sharp. The abomination tilted his head, as though deciding whether to answer or to end him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with terrifying suddenness, his hand closed on Aiden’s neck again—this time not crushing but lifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a dizzying rush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world blurred. Wind screamed past his ears. His stomach lurched as though the ground had abandoned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, in a blink, they were high above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky stretched wide. Clouds curled beneath them. And below—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden’s eyes widened until they hurt. He could see everything from this height: the three giant trees, once proud citadels of elven majesty, now ringed by ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fires burned at their roots. Smoke spiraled into the heavens. The cities that clung to those branches lay shattered, corpses scattered like fallen leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scale of it was obscene. An entire people erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aros’s voice came low and cruel in his ear. \"What do you see?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden’s throat tightened. He couldn’t look away. The fires painted the world red, ash drifting upward like lost souls. His stomach turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see...\" He paused, searching for the truth hidden in the ruin. \"I see destruction. Chaos. No—not chaos. A pattern. This wasn’t about fire. Or land. Or even war.\" He swallowed, tasting ash. \"It was about killing. The elves. All of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice trembled on the last word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself to look away from the smoke, to meet those blazing crimson eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why? Racism? No. You’re not some petty supremacist. A bloodthirsty psycho? No—you let me live. You... you are doing this for...\" He said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abomination’s grin widened, showing teeth like daggers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..Revenge,\" Aiden said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter that followed was not madness—it was recognition. Feral, cruel, delighted recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At least,\" Aros said, lips curling, \"you’re not an idiot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shifted, holding Aiden by the collar now instead of the throat, almost companionably, as though sharing a secret. His voice deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Revenge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured with his other hand, sweeping across the broken cities like an artist showing off a painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I once lived there. In those halls. Among those trees. I was a child. My dragon blood not yet awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My horns non existent. My ears sharper than theirs, sharper than the norm.\" His lips curled into a sneer. \"And they hated me for it. They called me abomination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spat when I walked by. They whispered that my existence was heresy. That I was sin made flesh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words poured like venom. Each one heavy with years of festering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They beat me. Starved me. Locked me away. Laughed at me.\" His claws flexed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And when my blood awakened, when the fire of dragon and elf ignited in me... I remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remembered every name, every stone thrown, every blade turned against me. And now—\" He looked down at the burning cities. \"I give back what they gave me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden’s throat was dry. His mind screamed to stay silent. But his lips betrayed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Does it feel good?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question cut through the wind. For a moment, silence reigned between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aros did not answer at once. His eyes scanned the burning forests, the rivers of flame. His grin faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he said, low and almost reluctant, \"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightened his grip on Aiden’s collar, lifting him higher until his feet dangled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is not enough. Not yet. I will burn every elf alive. Until the last one screams. Until their name is ash. Only then will I be.... satisfied.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden’s chest constricted—not from the grip, but from the weight of the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, you won’t,\" he said, voice hoarse but firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red eyes flicked to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You could kill them all,\" Aiden pressed, words spilling despite fear. \"Slaughter every last elf. And it still wouldn’t be enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hole they carved in you—it won’t fill. Not with bodies. Not with blood. Not ever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a heartbeat, silence. Then the grin returned, sharp as razors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare ...lecture me?\" Aros said, almost laughing again. His arm pulled back, muscles coiling, ready to hurl Aiden like a stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A human boy? You live because we have a deal. Nothing more. Nothing less.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world spun. Air ripped past Aiden’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body slammed into stone. Armor shrieked against rock, sparks flashing as he slid across the cave floor. Pain flared along his ribs, his shoulder. He tumbled, rolled, and skidded—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight toward the glowing gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By sheer impossible chance, his body passed through its light. The threshold swallowed him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as he slipped into that other worl, his word, coughing blood, a crooked grin cracked his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn,\" he muttered. \"That was one hell of a throw.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light closed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving only the echo of laughter in the burning sky.\u003C\u002Fp>",1177,"2026-06-03T05:54:31.459Z","2026-06-03T05:54:39.788Z",1,"novelbin.me","ef34bb6be9d2740edd1e25012cfe63c9b554adc49b05dc4c7b03149b4bb18185","extra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone-chapter-126","extra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone-chapter-124",379,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fextra-s-life-milfs-won-t-leave-the-incubus-alone-cover.jpg"]