Lucia’s hair was a fiery, brilliant red, spilling wantonly over his shoulders.

He wore a red suit with nothing underneath, revealing hints of his elegant collarbones. The suit clung perfectly to the firm contours of his chest, creating a uniquely sensual appeal.

A slender chain hung around his neck, snaking down from his collar and disappearing into his suit, adding a touch of mysterious allure.

His golden eyes were like deep whirlpools, their every glance seemingly capable of bewitching the soul.

At this moment, he was in a photography studio, focused on a photoshoot.

The studio was filled with brilliant lights, soft yet bright, that cascaded over him, outlining the perfect lines of his body.

The photographer stood behind the camera, shouting excitedly, "A little more sultry, Lucy! Let all that charisma out!"

Lucia lightly undid a button on his suit, further exposing his elegant collarbones. The slender chain was now even more visible between them, adding a suggestive air.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze peering up from beneath his lashes. He stared at the lens—or perhaps through it—as if engaged in a silent seduction with the person behind it.

At the same time, he extended the tip of his tongue and lightly licked his lips. The casual little gesture was filled with endless temptation, as if it could ignite a person’s desire in an instant.

"Fantastic! Absolutely perfect! This set of photos will blow everyone away!" the photographer exclaimed, excitedly pressing the shutter. The sound of the camera was like a rapid drumbeat, capturing every one of Lucia’s alluring moments.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lucy," a staff member said respectfully from the side.

Lucia sighed wearily. ’I really want to correct them,’ he thought. ’My name is Lucia, not Lucy.’

But he was too exhausted to even find the energy to argue, so he just gave a slight nod.

The photoshoot finally came to an end. He dragged his exhausted body out of the studio to get some fresh air.

Once outside, he happened to glance up and saw a giant screen on the building across the street playing an advertisement he had shot previously.

A mocking smile touched the corners of Lucia’s lips, his heart filled with helplessness.

’On the surface, I live a glamorous life, adored by countless fans. But only I know the bitter truth.’

Behind this seemingly glorious facade, his life was so tiring, so wretched, as if he were trapped in a bottomless sea of suffering from which he couldn’t escape.

"Is there anyone who can pull me out of this sea of suffering?" Lucia murmured, his voice filled with despair and helplessness.

The moment the words left his lips, he gave another self-deprecating laugh. ’But wasn’t this all my own choice?’

To avoid losing control of his spiritual power and dying in a rampage, he had been forced to sign a contract that was no better than selling himself into servitude. Since then, he had been suppressed under the thumb of an A-level female.

Although her weak calming ability could only slightly alleviate his pain, it was still far better than nothing.

’After all, females are already exceedingly rare in this world. Who could possibly appear to save me?’

Just as he was drowning in endless self-pity, the image on the screen suddenly changed.

An incomparably beautiful female appeared on the screen. Her posture was graceful as she slowly placed her hand on the Holy Hall’s spiritual power testing crystal.

In an instant, a pillar of golden light shot toward the heavens. It was so intense it was as if the sun had exploded, instantly illuminating the entire screen.

Immediately after, a shocking piece of news spread: the legendary SSSS-level female had been born!

And every screen in the Empire began to simultaneously loop the footage.

Soon, the news spread through the Star Shining Empire as if it had grown wings.

Upon hearing the news, the populace erupted in cheers, their hearts filled with beautiful aspirations for the future.

Lucia’s eyes went wide. He stared at the scene in disbelief, muttering, "The Holy Female?!"

’Of course, he knew what the Holy Female signified: a being who could match with a male of any level, who possessed an incredibly powerful calming ability, and who could effortlessly purify their Rage Value.’ 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

This news was like a ray of dawn, instantly igniting a faint yet incredibly precious spark of hope in Lucia’s despairing heart.

He began to fantasize. If he could receive the Holy Female’s calming, then the berserk rampages that had tormented him for so long might finally be resolved. He could escape this life he lived like a caged bird.

However, reason cruelly reminded him that this was nothing more than an unattainable dream.

’How could the legendary Holy Female ever come to calm someone like me?’

The light in Lucia’s eyes instantly dimmed, like a brilliant star suddenly obscured by dark clouds.

But his gaze stubbornly refused to leave the giant screen, his eyes tracing the beautiful features of the young female.

Her skin was fairer than snow, seeming to radiate a soft halo under the golden light. Her eyes were full of spirit and intelligence, her nose was straight and delicate, and her lips were as tender as flower petals. The slight upward curve of her mouth held a trace of confidence and resolve.

She just stood there, looking like a goddess from an ancient myth, so beautiful it was breathtaking.

Lucia couldn’t help but stare, mesmerized, his heart a whirlwind of complicated emotions.

On one hand, he felt the distance between him and the Holy Female was like an impassable chasm—she was high above, while he was mired in filth. On the other hand, the spark of hope that had just ignited in his heart, though faint, flickered stubbornly, refusing to be extinguished.

"If... if I could just receive the Holy Female’s calming..." Lucia muttered to himself, his voice trembling with a sliver of anticipation.

He knew the idea was extravagant, but the appearance of the Holy Female was like a lifeline thrown to him in the darkness. Even knowing the hope was slim, he couldn’t help but want to grasp it.

Just then, Lucia’s Light Computer communicator began to ring urgently again, pulling him from his dazed thoughts and back to reality.

He irritably opened his Light Computer. Just as he expected, it was a call from Philisa.

"Lucy, where the hell are you? The shoot’s over, so get your ass back here and start the livestream!" A sharp, irate voice came from the other end of the line, like a blade slashing through his last shred of fantasy.

Lucia clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. He suppressed the revulsion in his heart and said in a low voice, "I’ll be right back."

After speaking, he glanced one last time at the Holy Female on the screen, took a deep breath, and turned to walk back toward the cage he despised but could not escape.

On the way back, Lucia’s mood grew heavier and heavier.

In the streets, Beastmen were excitedly discussing the birth of the Holy Female. Every one of their faces was overflowing with hope and joy.

But this lively atmosphere was a stark contrast to Lucia’s own state of mind. He felt as if he were in another world, lonely and helpless.