Finally, some alone time, he thought, exhaling. Let's go through my predecessor's memories.
He closed his eyes, and Ryan's entire life replayed in his mind like a movie. When James opened his eyes again, there was a new sharpness in his gaze.
So that's why no one reacted to my… mighty display.
This world was called Orindal, just like the system said. It was the complete opposite of Earth. No technology. No internet. Not even medieval conveniences. This place was still in its primitive era — people lived off farming, hunting, and magic.
They had no cars, no mobiles, no computers. They used spells for everyday tasks instead. Life was simple, almost tribal.
I guess living like this is possible after all, James thought. But… damn, this is a shock.
Still, that wasn't the weirdest part. The real kicker was sex.
Yeah, you read that right. Sex.
In Orindal, there was no such thing as sexual desire. Men and women had intercourse purely to reproduce. No foreplay. No passion. No "fun." It was like a biological chore, done with lube and indifference.
Even worse, men and women who actually enjoyed intimacy were considered weak. And women over thirty? Practically invisible here — not considered beautiful or suitable for bearing children anymore. Completely ignored.
James rubbed his temples. What a mess. This world is full of sexy milfs and they're all just… neglected?
He clenched his fist. That's a crime. A literal sin.
A grin crept across his face. Maybe God sent me here to save them. To teach them what real passion feels like. To show them foreplay, techniques, kinks, positions — everything.
He stood up, cock still hard, and declared under his breath, "I'll be the salvation of this world!"
He burst out laughing. "Ha ha ha—" only for it to turn into a fit of coughing. "Cough! Cough! Damn it…"
Dropping back onto the bed, he grinned. Alright, Orindal. Let's see what you've got.
Just as James was wondering who would be his first "target," the system's voice chimed in his ears again.
[So? Isn't this the perfect world for you? Spread your love. Be their messiah.]
[Liberate this world.]
James frowned. "Why do you sound like some creepy cultist trying to lure kids?"
[Hey, focus on the essence of my words, not the phrasing.]
"If you don't stop spouting nonsense, I'll make you taste my essence," James shot back.
The system went quiet.
"Good," he smirked. "Only talk when I ask. Now tell me what you can actually do."
[As simple as it gets. Do perverted things, earn Pervert Points. Use those points in the system mall to redeem anything: magic, weapons, martial arts, perverted skills—you name it. I've got it. Oh, and you can check your status window too.]
"Oh, like an RPG system."
[Yes.]
"Cool~ Then show me my status."
[Fine, but don't expect much right now.]
[Status Window]
Name: Ryan Blake (James Smith)
Age: 22
Skills: None
Pervert Points: None
System Storage: [Gift Pack ×1]
Status: Energetic.
James stared. "This looks plain as water. But what's this gift pack thingy?"
[System binding bonus. Open it?]
"Do you even need to ask?"
[Congratulations. Rewards: Skill ×1, Pervert Points ×100, Item ×1.]
"Oooh, jackpot. Now, what's the skill?"
[Eyes of Lust: Allows the user to see the erogenous zones of any female.]
James's eyes lit up. "Hah, perfect skill for my future conquests."
"What conquest? You aren't going anywhere."
The sharp voice froze him. James turned around and saw Sylvie, his mother, standing at the door with a tray of food. She must've overheard his last muttering.
She wasn't empty-handed, but James's eyes weren't on the food. His cock twitched back to life at the sight of her.
Sylvie was a gorgeous woman—lush curves, huge breasts, and a firm, wide ass. Her clothes were… far from modest, showing plenty of cleavage and the deep valley between her tits. Freshly washed, her face looked even more radiant, almost sinful.
She walked over and sat beside him, setting the food on the bed. James, still dazed, stared openly.
"What are you looking at?" she asked, picking up a piece of meat and holding it to his mouth. "Eat. If you wanted meat so badly, you should've just told me. We're not so poor that we can't afford it. It's not worth risking your life." Her tone carried a sting of reproach.
Right… Ryan went into the woods to hunt because he wanted meat. But meat is expensive here, and he didn't want to burden his mother. Too bad his luck was trash—he ran into a wild boar and got rammed death.
James chewed slowly, recalling the memory.
There's a reason meat is so costly. Animals here aren't like Earth's—they're bigger, meaner, and juiced with mana. Rabbits six feet tall, wolves the size of trucks… The forests are a death trap. That guy practically committed suicide going in there.
James swallowed and smirked inwardly. Good thing I'm the one in control now.