I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

IN THE ORPHANAGE

The sound of footsteps echoed near the entrance of the orphanage. The figure approaching had their features hidden and completely concealed. Quietly, they walked towards the grave area and began cleaning one of the graves.

"Uh, I can sense the aura of another person here. It feels familiar... is it an enemy or a friend?" the person whispered. Their voice was ambiguous, neither clearly male nor female.

They followed the trace of the aura, tracking Draco's movements from how he walked everywhere—the office, the grave area. "It seems like the person left in a rush," the figure noted.

This was shocking, as they were able to perceive someone's past movements simply by sensing the lingering aura.

[A skill has been detected on this scroll. Does Host want to absorb it? (Yes/No)]

[Soul Attack: A technique derived from the skill Soul Manipulation. This segregated skill allows the user to harness their soul power as a weapon for attack.] Cost: 10 MP per use.

This was what Draco saw after absorbing the skill from the scroll. It turned out the old man had gifted him such a rare skill.

"What kind of skill is this?" Draco heard Xylara's shocked voice as she gazed at the system interface in disbelief.

"Soul Manipulation? How is there a skill capable of manipulating souls?" Xylara exclaimed.

"What do you mean? You don't know about this?" Draco scratched his head, confused by her sudden outburst.

"I've never heard of such skills, even during my master's time. Master himself was researching methods to explore and manipulate souls. It was because of his knowledge and ability to plunder souls that he earned the title God Slayer," Xylara explained.

Draco, listening to her, was stunned. He never imagined that this skill was so powerful—powerful enough that even a strong entity like his past-life master had limited knowledge about soul manipulation.

He started thinking about when he would fully awaken his past memories and learn the abilities his previous incarnations had mastered. He also felt a renewed desire to find the rest of the Seat of Demons.

The Soul Attack skill taught him how to condense his soul power into a weapon capable of striking enemies. He could even shape it into different forms and attach it to his intent for devastating attacks. It was a remarkable killing technique and another trump card he could rely on in battle. Continue reading stories on empire

The MP cost surprised him at first but didn't worry him much, as his MP reserves were more than enough for its usage.

Draco then recalled something and shared what Tera, the Vice Chancellor, had mentioned about his massacre intent.

"It seems the V.C of this academy is far stronger than I expected. Ordinary people can't see the red dot on your forehead, as it's hidden. Perhaps he possesses special eyes," Xylara remarked with a chuckle.

Her words made Draco sigh. It appeared he had underestimated the Vice Chancellor's strength. Strength, he realized, was the ultimate measure of all things. Something clicked in his mind at that moment, prompting him to check his status.

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**STATUS:**

**Host Name:** Draco Xandros

**Race:** Human [25%], Dragon [25%], Phoenix [25%], Demon [25%]

**Level:** 32

**EXP:** 48, 700, 320/ 60,000,000

**Class:** Plunderer, Dragonborn, Demon Lord, Phoenixborn

**Talent:** Plunder, ????? Dragon Power, ????? Phoenix Power

**Skills:** Plunder, Dragon Power, Phoenix Power, Appraisal, Five Element Dragon Spell,...

**Physique:** None

**Affinity (Energy/Element):** Fire, Earth, Water, Wood, Wind, Sword, Archer, Spear, Lightning, Draconic, Demonic, Phoenix, Dark...

**Intent:** Fist Intent (Lvl 1), Wind Intent (Lvl 1), Thunder Intent (Lvl 1), Massacre Intent (Lvl 2), Five-Element Intent( Lvl 3)

**HP:** 20,000 / 20,000 ( 10,000/10,000)

**MP:** 20,000 / 20,000 (10,000/10,000)

**STR:** 1,240 (620)

**AGI:** 1,220 (610)

**INT:** 1,180 (590)

**DEX:** 1,200 (600)

**STA:** 1,240 (620)

**DEF:** 1,340 (670)

**Luck:** 25

**Stats Points:** 0

**SP:** 0

**PP:** 24,503,400

**Inventory:** Bronze Sword, Weapon of Plunder, Hand Gear...

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"Xylara, since I have comprehended a Level 3 intent, can I plunder other intents from Level 3 downward?" Draco asked.

"You didn't comprehend it, so you can't plunder a Level 3 intent. Don't forget, this is a reward from the system, not something you achieved yourself," Xylara replied. Her words were like a bucket of cold water on his enthusiasm.

His plans were shattered, but nevertheless, it was still good that he could plunder Level 2 intents. He thought about going around the academy, challenging everyone, or asking them to attack him with a Level 2 intent—and boom, he'd plunder it.

If I fuse all those intents into the Weapon of Plunder, imagine how powerful it will be. The contest will feel like a child's playground to me, Draco thought, already planning to execute this tomorrow.

With this, he didn't care if he used the Weapon of Plunder's Ranger form to make the Night Clan pay.

"Ahem, it's not what you think it is. I forgot to tell you that you can only plunder an intent five times per level you've comprehended," Xylara added, pulling Draco out of his daydreams. His eyes softened, and he felt like crying. This was a plunge from grace to disgrace.

He had been feasting on the thought of fusing multiple intents together. "Why didn't you say so earlier?" Tears threatened to fall from his eyes.

"I just remembered when I saw the expression you had while thinking," Xylara sheepishly admitted.

"You should have remembered before I had such thoughts!" Draco cried out. This was bad news. The feeling of rising to the top and then crashing back down was unbearable.

With this sadness, he quickly went to bed. Today had been long and stressful.

Next Morning

JINGLE! JINGLE!

"Who is that?" Draco groaned, waking up from his sleep. He glanced at the clock and saw it was 5:30 AM. He wondered who could be visiting so early.

Still drowsy, he left the bed and headed to the door. When he saw who was knocking, his drowsiness vanished, replaced by a headache. "What are they doing here this early?"

It was Rose, Ivy, and Lyraea, as he could see through the screen. Reluctantly, he opened the door to let them in.

"Darling!" Ivy rushed to hug him, pressing her head against his chest and taking in his scent. Rose and Lyraea, not wanting to be outdone, joined in, with Lyraea's small frame adding to his discomfort.

"What are you guys doing here this early?" Draco asked as he closed the dorm door.

"I came to cook for Darling," Ivy pouted, the others nodding in agreement.

"Okay," Draco nodded, seeing no reason to reject the offer of free help. He decided to use the opportunity to take a bath before heading to training.

"Yay!" Ivy jumped in delight. "Darling won't regret this!" she said excitedly.

A Few Minutes Later

Draco stared at the food placed in front of him, almost screaming in disbelief. Rose had a similar expression of shock as she looked at the table.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

There was black, red, and green rice, and the "meat" was indescribable.

"Who cooked this?" Draco asked hesitantly.

"It was the two of us!" Lyraea and Ivy raised their hands happily.

"What exactly did you cook, for Heaven's sake?" Draco said, his tone gloomy.

They didn't notice the gloom on his face. "Spicy Jollof Rice!" they said in unison.

"You see, I told you, Darling, you wouldn't regret this!" Ivy beamed.

Maybe it tastes better than it looks. You can't judge food by its appearance, Draco thought. Mustering some courage, he took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Lyraea and Ivy watched him with hopeful eyes, even Rose curious to see his reaction.

The moment Draco tasted the food, he nearly passed out. The taste was horrifying—Heavens, are they cooking poison? What is this? Half-cooked rice, ingredients improperly mixed… is this even rice? Draco thought, already regretting letting them cook.

"How is it?" they both asked eagerly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Draco, seeing their hopeful expressions, didn't have the heart to crush them. "It's good… nice," he forced a smile.

Both girls jumped for joy, while Rose, surprised by his reaction, decided to taste the food herself...