Knocked out...

Aiden got into his car and drove to the club. The city streets were bright and noisy, and the music got louder as he got closer. 

He turned a corner and saw the club's shiny entrance. He parked his car in the lot next to the club and turned off the engine. He could hear the music and laughter from inside, and it made him want to go in.

In his previous life, he had always wondered how going to a club would be. He never actively went to one except for when he did a delivery.

Rize Nightlife was a big, dark room with flashing lights. The music was loud and made Aiden's heart beat faster.

People were dancing and laughing, having a good time. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and drinks. Aiden could see a bar at the far end, where people were ordering drinks and cheering. The DJ was spinning music in a booth above the dance floor, making everyone want to move their bodies.

He scanned his eyes through the club room, looking for his friends but he didn't get any sight of them so he checked his phone. Unlocking his phone, he saw that he already missed some calls, all from his friends.

His friends had to dissolve and go somewhere very important so he was left alone, with no experience.

Aiden walked towards the bar, eyeing the drinks on the shelf.

"Welcome, what would you like to have, Mr Aiden?" The bartender politely asked him.

"It seems that I'm quite well known," Aiden muttered as he stared at the bartender.

He didn't really know how to reply to the question as he exactly didn't know anything about drinks or bars so he said, "I'll have the usual."

Talking about the usual, the bartender picked out some fancy looking wine and a gin and mixed it all together before finally topping it with a lemon.

"That's gonna be thick," he said under his breath as he collected the glass and sipped the contents with his face scrunched up.

Having the memory and body of Aiden didn't help him get accustomed to the taste or feeling. This made him know that he'll surely get a hangover the next day.

"System, show me my daily task bar," he said as he decided to use the medium to complete his tasks.

[ Daily Tasks (Accumulated 21 days)_

1. Cause a minor argument between two people (Reward: 50 EXP, 500 Credits)

2. Make a person trip and fall (Reward: 50 EXP, 500 Credits)

3. Feed in your demonic form. Reward: (50 EXPs, 500 Credits.) 

…. ]

 ]

"Right there, who should I use to cause an argument? It should be easy, right?" He pondered as he downed the second glass he ordered for.

He picked up the order shake the bartender prepared and paid him before moving to the dance floor. It was simple, he was going to get to the dancefloor and find a couple and cause a dispute between them.

"Let's see…" he trailed on as he finally mixed with the people on the floor.

He also started twirling and turning his body to the music. It was colder than he expected. Quite alright then for the huge money of the bar.

He still hadn't found someone to use but then when he was still thinking about the issue, he saw a guy and a lady actively dancing and rocking their body with each other.

The lady appeared drunk but she continued leaning on the guy for support. He watched as the guy whispered something into her ears before moving away.

He decided to use the opportunity to stake his claim before the guy got back. Following the guide of many activities he had seen in the club when he was still a delivery boy, he trudged over to the lady's place.

It was a common occurrence that caused fights in the club house. Guys stealing others' dates and vice versa. He knew it was going to work but to work well, he needed some things.

"System, my skill and abilities. I need the details." He swiftly instructed the system as he squeezed his way over to her.

If he needed to do it perfectly, he would have to make another guy apart from him take the fall as the task was to cause a dispute, one, which he wouldn't be part of.

[Skills 

- Charisma (1/5)

- Physical Fitness (1/5)

Abilities

- Disguise (Unknown Cooldown) - Allows the host to conceal his demon appearance, blending in with humans. Used.

- Allure (Cooldown: 30 minutes) - Temporarily charms others, making them more receptive.

-Compel (Used with Allure)-

Temporarily makes a person it is used to obey to any of his others. (Note: if it was used on a predator with high rank, the probability of it working is low)

- Demonic Sense (Passive) - Grants heightened awareness of surroundings and potential dangers]

He raked his eyes through the skills and abilities and then activated both allure and demonic sense.

"This will do the trick," he said as he scanned his face around the room.

When he got to the chair the lady was sitting on, he was surprised not to see any other guy trying to get close to her. It was a normal occurrence that ladies left unkempt will be taken, except the guy is a big hit who had already staked his claim.

Aiden moved closer to the lady and picked up her shoes which she had thrown off.

"What's your name, pretty lady?" He asked as he knelt before her, his memories of the previous owner aiding him.

The lady slowly tilted her head up and looked at him for a second before saying, "What are you doing? My name's Lydia."

"Great, the charm ability worked." He made a mental note before losing the straps of her shoes to fit her leg in.

It was sometimes hard to get a lady's name but she gave hers without ease, it made him believe that his charm ability had worked.

"I'm going to help you wear this shoe and then sow discord. Will you live to harvest it?" He said, playing on his words.

"I don't mind, what's your name, too?" She asked, her cheeks forming a huge red hue, complimenting her face. She added, "Can you come closer?"

"Huh?" Aiden was startled as he actually didn't plan on getting any closer to her than doing his things and now that the lady suggested he come closer to her made him scared for a minute.

"I…I..well.." he didn't know what to say and didn't have a choice than to get close to her.

As he got close to her face, she motioned for him to still come closer, which he did. By then he could feel their breath on each other and there he noticed her features.

She was also one beautiful lady. Still immersed in his thoughts, he didn't know when she drew in and plastered a kiss on his lips.

Aiden was startled for a second before hurriedly pulling away, "You can't do that. That's my first kiss…" He muttered as he touched his lips. 

Although the original owner of his body was not a virgin in any way, and the new Aiden was different in many ways. His behaviors, attitude, and actions were already mirroring the previous Aiden - he could still discern between what he wanted and what he didn't.

"Cute guy, what's your name?" Lydia asked as she looked at him. The more she looked, the more she wanted to smash him.

Looking at him, he looked like a delicious meat which one needed to eat. She felt her fangs pulling in her lips, threatening to come out but she knew that she couldn't show it out to the people.

She just needed to lure the guy who left her before away and if anything, she could lure both.

As she patched her plans together, she saw the guy's face which she just kissed closing in on her.

He said a few words to her and she didn't know how he did it, but she felt compelled to sleep and so she did

"That was a mistake, totally. I should have just done this. I didn't know that the compel spell works this well," he muttered as he watched her pass out.

He had been confused and didn't know what to do until he remembered that he had a system. Asking it was a way out for him as it told him to use his compel.

As he bent down to quickly fit her shoes in, he felt the hair stand at the back of his head and he could feel the danger.

'I'm guessing that's the demonic sense. The guy must be coming,' he thought as he pulled the last string to fit her shoe.

As he stood up to get the guy he intended to use to cause the dispute, he was met with the other guy staring at him instead.

"System, I thought the notice was like 5 minutes before the danger came. What the fuck is this?!"

Aiden hadn't finished talking when the hand of the man bore down on him and the last thing he saw was a smirk harboring the man's face.