Chapter 193: New Beginnings

Kalon woke in his dorm room with the image of Seraphina still clear in his head.

Silver-white hair across open sheets. Giant white wings shuddering through her beautiful orgasm. Extremely large breasts moulding and shifting under her own hand. Storm-grey eyes unfocused on the sky while her wet fingers slipped from her pussy.

The sound she had made when she finished was still easy to remember.

He sat up slowly and rested his elbows on his knees.

Delphinium was different from the other planets. Venduros had civil war. Cryos had the constant threat of the ice horde. Veylora had worship and an other worldly threat. Cupid had a ruler who was too ambitious for their own good.

Upon arrival at each of these planets, he had been presented with a way to help the situation, and he did.

But with Delphinium, he had arrived only to see a queen pleasuring herself. This told him nothing about how he was supposed to save a planet that was slowly collapsing upon itself.

So that morning, as he sat on the edge of his bed, he went over his next plans.

Tonight, he would go back.

If Seraphina was pleasuring herself again, he would stay hidden long enough to open her detailed seduction screen and check whether any quest had attached to her. If she was only sleeping or handling court matters, he would still observe the pattern of her private hours. Either way, he was not going to make contact blindly.

He had to be smart.

He got dressed and turned to the Earth business he had delayed long enough.

He needed to respond to Atlas.

Kalon opened the contract package through his system and went through the terms again with more care than the first time in the headquarters.

Just like the first time, everything there was convincing. It was still the strongest official offer he had received, and after looking through some of the others he has been sent after the tournament, he realised there was no real reason left to keep Atlas waiting.

His was clearly the best he would get.

He sent the acceptance.

The corporate reply arrived within minutes.

[Contract Accepted]

[Status Updated: Official Member — Atlas Entertainment, Professional Fighter]

Kalon’s phone buzzed almost immediately after.

He unlocked it and opened the banking alert, then stared hard at the screen.

£85,000 had been transferred into his account in one deposit.

"W-what?"

He sat there for a few seconds without moving.

Even with tournament attention, public recognition, and free meals from people who wanted to be seen near him, his actual funds had remained limited.

The number sitting in his balance now changed the practical shape of his life on Earth immediately.

He refreshed the page once. The amount remained. Atlas Corporation was listed as the sender.

"I had no idea the money would be sent immediately... T-this is insane."

Still trying to capture his breath, Kalon went ahead with the next part of his plan.

He started the academy withdrawal process before midday.

Accepting the contract from Atlas made him a professional fighter, and once you were a professional fighter from an organisation that was known well enough, you were given a pardon from the academy.

By the time lunch would normally have started, he was no longer enrolled into school. The simple thought of it felt weird, but liberating.

After that, he went looking for a place to live.

The dormitory had been fine when he was a broke student with not much going for him.

But now that he was a diamond ranked fighter of the atlas entertainment organisation, this would no longer work.

Besides, since he was no longer a student, he would have to move out within a month anyway.

...

He visited three high-rise properties in the upper city of London. The first was too exposed. The second had poor private access. The third worked. It was top-floor apartment in a restricted glass-and-steel building, wide window-walls, strong security, and enough interior space to make his old room look absurd in comparison.

He paid the deposit and first cycle on the spot.

By late afternoon, the apartment was his.

It was mostly empty, but the emptiness itself felt... good. It had a broad living space, a kitchen, a bedroom large enough to suit a celebrity.

Most important was the main window-wall, running the length of the living room and opening onto the city sky without obstruction.

Kalon stood in the centre of the space and took it in properly.

In one day he had gone from academy dormitory life to a top-floor apartment. The system had spent months rebuilding his body, his affinities, and his combat ceiling.

Now, his money and living conditions had finally caught up as well.

He handled the necessary basics before evening. He purchased some furniture online. He sent a message to Thea with the new address and a short note that he had left the academy and accepted Atlas.

She responded with clear shock, then celebrations, then a promise to visit once he invites her. He did not message anyone else. There was no one else from the academy side who needed the update.

Outside, the light began to fall away. Night was arriving.

Kalon showered in the new bathroom, dressed in dark clothes suitable for travel, and kept the apartment lights off.

From the top floor, the city spread outward beneath him. Above him, the sky darkened.

One thing that he would miss about the dormitory was going to the rooftop. Since the days he was bullied, it had been a place where he could escape from everything.

It also held the memories of his first travels, as well as his introduction to the space seducer system.

However, now he had something else.

This large window allowed Kalon to gaze directly at the stars from his living room. Not only that, but since he was higher up, he felt closer and more connected to his destination.

Kalon took in a deep breath and let it out.

It was time to travel to Delphinium again.