Jaxon's body trembled on the bed.
The pain had been unbearable a moment ago, like every nerve was on fire. But slowly… it faded.
His breathing steadied. His vision cleared.
Darkness peeled away, and something floated in front of him.
[Transmigration successful.]
Jaxon blinked. "What the fuck…"
Then another window popped up.
[◈ STATUS MANIFEST ◈]
[Name: Jax Rayne]
[System: God-Tier Lewd System]
[◈ CORE ATTRIBUTES ◈]
[STA (Stamina): 1 / 50]
- Governs endurance in both combat and bed.
- Affects recovery speed and number of rounds.
[CHA (Charm): 9 / 50]
- Determines attractiveness and seduction success.
- Higher CHA makes persuasion easier.
[RES (Resolve): 0 / 50]
- Mental defense against charm, hypnosis, and traps.
- At 0 = easy prey to lustful manipulation.
[TCH (Technique): 1 / 50]
- Governs skill, finesse, and mastery of moves.
- Unlocks new positions, combos, and performance boosts.
[LCK (Luck): 0 / 50]
- Governs random "plot events."
- Affects accidental encounters, coincidences, and fortune.
[◈ RESOURCES ◈]
[Devotion Points (DP): 0]
- Earned through lust, conquest, or devotion.
- Can be spent in [Shop].
[◈ INVENTORY ◈]
[Empty]
[◈ SKILLS ◈]
[None Acquired]
[◈ FUNCTIONS ◈]
[Shop] | [Quests] | [Achievements] | [Titles]
Jaxon's jaw dropped. "Holy fuck… what the hell is going on? Where the hell am I?"
The system voice replied coolly.
[Welcome to Queens of Domination: Rise of Heroines.]
For the first time since the chaos started, Jaxon smiled.
He leaned back, smirking despite his racing heart.
'So this is it. I actually transmigrated. And the name… Jax Rayne? That rings a bell.'
He touched his chest, steadying his breath.
'Rayne… I think I've seen that surname before in the game. But Jax, that's my own nickname. How the hell is it here? This body… it wasn't even a named character in the story.'
The realization made him laugh. "Pss hah, perfect. I transmigrated as an extra. A nobody. Nice. Very nice."
A playful grin spread across his face.
'Looks like I'll conquer this world. I'll show them how games are really played with mind, not just brute mechanics. And sorry, heroines… in advance. To be honest, I never liked the concept of this game. So here I am… to change it.'
His eyes flicked back to the status screen.
"Damn… this system is insane. What am I supposed to be? A lust god?"
He clenched his teeth. "Tssk… I didn't get a logical system like intelligence, power, or strength. Instead, I get… this. A fucking lewd system."
But curiosity burned.
'Stamina… 1. Are you kidding me? In this world, even games are physical. So stamina matters. And I get a pathetic 1? That's like being dead in bed.'
He groaned. "Hhhk… bullshit."
Then he eyed the next line.
'Charm, 9. Fair enough. Not terrible. At least I'm not ugly.'
Resolve made him laugh.
'Perfect zero. Mental resistance? Nothing. Which means I'm basically the easiest prey for seduction. Great. A horny monster waiting to get trapped. What a perfect start.'
He smacked his forehead.
'Technique… one. Ugh. This is even worse. Who the hell designed this? At level one, I'm just a blunt stick. No finesse, no skills. Basically a virgin idiot. Shit.'
And then Luck.
"Zero luck… really? At least give me some panties-finding events, you bastard system."
His eyes dragged down.
'Skills empty. Starting from absolute zero. Great. Just great.'
Devotion Points caught his attention.
'DP… points to redeem something? Maybe stat increases. Maybe skills. Hmmm.'
Then he whispered the last word. "Shop."
At once, a new interface opened.
Bright colors filled his vision. Tabs stretched across: Skills, Items, Enhancements, Special.
It hovered on Skills by default.
Jaxon's eyes scanned the names. His face went red. His lips trembled.
"Fuck… these are—"
He quickly shut his eyes. "Nope. Nope. Not ready for this."
The window blinked away. Silence returned.
He exhaled slowly.
'So that's how the system works. Interesting. Really interesting.'
A grin slid across his lips.
'Looks like this will be fun. A real struggle. A real thrill. Just what I was looking for.'
But the excitement faded into caution.
'Still… first, I need to get a grip on this world. The plot. The game's flow. The events. And… Pinnacle Academy.'
His eyes narrowed at the thought.
The Academy, the crown jewel of the game. A place where the top players, nobles, and heroines all gathered. Where every eye in the world focused.
It wasn't just a school.
It was the ultimate entertainment hub. People outside the Academy bet on matches, cheered for duels, watched their idols rise and fall. The place printed money.
And now, Jax Rayne was supposed to be a student there.
He licked his lips.
'Alright… step one. Blend in.'
KNOCK KNOCK.
The sudden knock at the door snapped him from thought.
A female voice called gently. "Master Jax, Madam Rayne wants to meet you."
Jaxon froze.
'Madam Rayne…?' His chest tightened.
'Shit. I transmigrated into this body, but I don't have a single memory of him. If I open my mouth wrong, I'll be caught instantly.'
He opened the door anyway.
A young maid stood there, head bowed. Her uniform crisp, her movements graceful.
"Lead the way," he said calmly.
She nodded, moving ahead. Her hips swayed naturally, catching his eyes for a moment. He shook his head.
'Focus. Not the time.'
The hallway stretched wide and elegant. Crystal chandeliers glimmered above. Velvet carpets muffled their steps. Paintings of noble ancestors lined the walls.
It was a mansion luxurious, towering, and expensive enough to buy a city block back on Earth.
Every detail screamed wealth.
Jaxon smirked faintly.
'So I landed in a rich house. Perfect. At least I won't start as a beggar.'
The maid stopped before a tall door with golden handles. She bowed politely.
"As usual, Master, I will follow you only till here. Madam awaits inside."
"Got it."
He pushed the door open.
The sight inside almost made his jaw drop.
Sitting on a silk-covered sofa was a woman in a nightgown. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders, dark and glossy. Her legs crossed elegantly, smooth and toned.
The fabric of the gown clung to her curves in a way that left little to the imagination.
Her gaze met his. Sharp. Confident. Mature.
He swallowed hard.
Gulp.c
His mind screamed.
'Paige Rayne…! One of the greatest businesswomen in this world. And shit also the mother of one of the heroines.'
His heart thumped faster.
Paige raised her chin slightly. Her voice rolled like velvet.
"Hurry up. Come here… and do your work."
Jaxon froze.
'W-what the fuck does she mean by work?!'
The nightgown slid a little as she shifted, her cleavage catching the soft glow of the lamps.
His fists clenched.
'Shit… this just busted my brain.'
The system flickered faintly at the corner of his vision, like it was mocking him.
[New Quest: Serve Madam Rayne.]
His pulse raced.