Chapter 331 – I'm Cursed with Good PR
She said nothing.
"And the stronger the demon? The worse the instinct."
He walked slowly, explaining like he was reciting something burned into him.
"Sin Lords. Royal demons. The great bloodlines—they bear the mark. The moment they birth more than a handful of heirs, the realm begins to suffer. Balance shifts. The sin tugs harder. Factions fracture. We turn on each other. We consume each other."
Lux met her gaze, serious now.
"Our instinct isn't to lead. It's to dominate. To kill. To take."
He paused.
"Even from each other."
Mira's breath hitched.
"So… your parents had one heir. You."
He nodded. "They called it safe. A balancing act. The power was there, but contained. Barely."
"…And they just left you to deal with it."
"Yup," he said. "Congratulations, Vaelthorn. You're the first dual-sin anomaly. Fix the economy, unify Hell, don't die."
He smiled—but it didn't reach his eyes.
Mira whispered, "Gods…"
