Sleep was for the weak. Rest was for losers.
That was the motto of Lancaster.
Born into debt, orphaned, and alone, he carried more burdens than a boy should. For a better life, he made a vow: to work harder, to chase money until he caught it.
Promotion after promotion, like an addict chasing his next fix—Lan drowned himself in work. Just like oxygen, he couldn't stop.
Day. Night. The office was his only home.
Just one more contract… just one more project…
Everyone at the company knew him as the workaholic. His bosses praised him, his colleagues envied him.
But his body? His body mourned. It begged him to stop, to rest, to close his heavy eyelids.
He ignored it. Until tonight.
The sky was dark. The moon hung overhead.
"10:40… yawn..." Lan muttered, glancing at his wristwatch. He was the only one still at work. His suit was crumpled, sticky with dried sweat, but his last project was finally complete.
"This one… this will get me promoted."
He stuffed the documents into his bag and stumbled to the parking lot, yawning as he unlocked his car.
"I have to oversee that contract tomorrow. By six a.m., right? Rough, but hey…" He paused, hands on the steering wheel. "Instead of waiting till morning… why don't I sneak in a little novel? Just a few hours. Then I can review the contract again before dawn."
He smiled weakly, nodding to himself.
"Tomorrow… I'll finally become General Manager of this branch."
The engine roared to life. He drove off into the night.
But minutes later, his hands began to tremble. His chest tightened. Breathing grew harder, heavier.
"Wha—what's this…?" His vision blurred. "I…"
Strength drained from his body as his eyes slowly shut.
The car swerved, skidded, then veered violently off the road.
CRASH!
The vehicle tumbled down a hill, slamming into a rock. Metal twisted. Glass shattered.
Inside, Lan was mangled, his body broken and bleeding.
"I… I'm going to die…" he thought weakly, terror flooding him. But worse than fear was regret.
All the contracts, all the promotions, all the sleepless nights. For what?
Tomorrow's promised joy, that new position he craved… it all meant nothing now.
His body hadn't been destroyed by the crash. It had been destroyed by himself. Years of overwork had killed him.
"I worked so hard… and for what? Empty hands…"
That was his last bitter thought as darkness swallowed him whole.
BOOM!
The car exploded in the night.
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…Warmth.
A strange warmth surrounded him.
Lan stirred. His hands and legs felt small—shrunken. His eyelids fluttered open.
"I… I'm alive?"
Did someone save him? No—his arms were tiny. His legs even smaller. Panic set in.
A dull ache pulsed in his head, cutting off his thoughts. Slowly, his blurry vision adjusted. White ceiling. Voices nearby.
"Congratulations! It's a healthy baby boy!" a woman's voice cried joyfully.
"…A boy?"
Confused, Lan looked down. Small hands. Small legs. A blanket wrapped around him.
Waaaaaaah!
He screamed in terror, but only the wailing cry of a newborn echoed.
"No… no, no, no. You've got to be kidding me. I was a grown man! How… how is this possible?!"
To his right, a pale, exhausted woman lay in bed, smiling through tears. A man stood beside her, eyes wet with joy.
"My son… my beautiful son," the woman whispered, happiness shining in her gaze.
"No, no, no… reincarnated? Like those dumb novels I skimmed at the office?!"
He tried to speak but only more baby cries came out.
Then....
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have awakened the strongest system in existence!]
A glowing blue panel appeared before his newborn eyes.
Lan froze.
"…Wait… WHAT?!"
For a moment, hope filled him. A system! Just like those reincarnator stories. Maybe this time he'd rise to greatness. Maybe he'd become a powerful knight, slaying dragons and swimming in riches!
But his fantasy was short-lived.
[Ding! The Pervert System has been activated.]
[Goal: Make Host the Strongest Pervert in this world—and in all existence.]
"…Waaaaah!?"
His tiny baby brain short-circuited.
WTF.
[Quest issued: Touch the nurse's chest while pretending to cry. Reward: +1 Strength.]
Lan's infant heart almost exploded.
"What the hell kind of quest is that?!"
He struggled internally, panicking, resisting… but his baby body didn't care. His little hand flailed as he saw a giant face coming closer to him.
The nursed bent as she checked his pulse
"Wait, WAIT! Don't you dare—"
Boop.
His hand brushed the nurse's chest. Even squeezed.
The nurse paused, then chuckled. "Oh, he's a lively one!"
Lan's soul screamed.
"OOOH GOD, WHY?!"
[Quest complete! +1 Strength gained. Title unlocked: Beginner Pervert.]
His parents clapped happily, oblivious. The nurse swaddled him gently, smiling down.
But inside, Lan wept. He knew the truth.
He was cursed.
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Lan was confused , why did this happen to him then finally he asked the system.
"…So you're telling me that because I worked too hard… I'm being forced to become a pervert?!"
[Affirmative.]
He wanted to cry again. Not the fake crying the system demanded, but real tears.
Meanwhile, his parents gazed down at him lovingly.
"Oh, look how expressive he is already!" his mother cooed.
"Yes, yes… such strong eyes. He'll grow into a fine man," his father declared proudly.
Inside, their "fine man" was screaming:
No! I'll grow into a fine degenerate thanks to this cursed system!!
The screen flickered again.
[New Quest: Wink at the nurse seductively. Reward: +1 Charisma.]
His baby eyes widened.
"…I'm a baby. I can't wink seductively. That's impossible!"
[Failure to complete quests will result in random punishments.]
His tiny heart sank.
"…What kind of punishment?"
[Examples: explosive diarrhea, uncontrollable crying fits, or shrinking your future 'equipment' by 10%.]
"…SYSTEM, YOU MONSTER."
The nurse returned and picked him up. His fragile body trembled.
I can't do this. I won't do this. I refuse—
Suddenly, his stomach growled painfully.
[Warning: Punishment sequence initiated.]
"OKAY, OKAY, OKAY!"
Forcing one tiny eye shut, then open again, he managed the clumsiest wink in history. The nurse tilted her head in confusion—then giggled.
"Oh my, he's so cheeky already!"
[Quest complete! Charisma +1!]
The baby sighed internally.
…I'm doomed.
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That night, as the stars glittered outside his new home, he lay in his crib, staring at the glowing screen floating in the dark.
He was a reincarnator. He had loving parents. A whole new world awaited him.
But instead of a sword, a grimoire, or a cultivation manual, he had… this.
The Pervert System.
"…Fine," he muttered silently in his infant heart. "If this is my curse… I'll endure it. I'll master it. And somehow—somehow—I'll twist this insanity into strength."
A soft notification blinked.
[Hidden Quest Unlocked: Accept your path. Reward: +5 Willpower.]
The baby grinned faintly in the dark.
"…World's strongest pervert, huh? Fine. I'll show you. I'll survive this cursed joke."
Just as lan was feeling brave and hopeful fir the future , the system Quest arrived.
[Next Quest: Kiss your mother's cheek passionately. Reward: +1 speed]
Lan's baby eyes widened in horror.
"NO. NO NO NO NO. Don't you dare…"