[System Status]
[You failed to stop the nun's transformation. You died.] [Simulation Over.] [Remaining Simulations: 3] [Current Funds: 0 Gold, 0 Silver, 121 Copper] [Current Mission: The townspeople are becoming stranger. Try to find clues!] [Rewards: Constitution +1, Spirit +2] [Restart / Load?]
The Awakening
Silas's consciousness snapped back to the stables. The rewards were helping. He felt less fear now. Even in the face of the monster, he'd managed to hold out for ten minutes in her cleavage.
Plus, something new had appeared:
[Player: Silas]
[Title: Scum]
[Constitution: 7 + 1]
[Strength: 7]
[Agility: 7]
[Charisma: 3 + 1]
[Spirit: 12 + 2]
[Skill: Tongue Technique Lv1] (Your tongue is incredibly skilled at pleasuring women. Keep practicing or use points to upgrade!)
Silas curled his tongue. It felt much more flexible and powerful. I guess sucking on the Sister's nipples for ten minutes actually taught me something. If he kept this up, he'd be a god of the bedroom soon. He patted the mare next to him. She snorted and stopped snoring.
"What now?" Silas muttered, burying his head in the hay.
The Strategy
He had tried to be the hero, tried to be the scumbag, and tried to be the "trainer." None of it worked because she just hallucinated and blamed him. Avoiding her didn't work either. She would always mutate. Which meant he had to save her before she snapped.
But his "Merchant" identity was too weak.
Wait... Silas thought. Why do I have to do this alone?
[You chose to Restart.]
"I don't believe this. This time, give me a role with some damn authority!"
The New Simulation
[Entering game. You were born.]
[...]
[After your parents died, you were taken in and trained to be a brilliant merchant.]
"FUCK!"
He was either a stable boy or a merchant. There was no middle ground. Actually, being a stable boy wasn't bad. He'd actually learned how to care for horses from the simulation memories. But he needed a win.
[You arrived in town to seek opportunity.]
[Day 1: A noble lady mocked you for being a stable hand.]
[You remembered your past experiences with nobility. You climbed into her room at night and, using your perfected techniques, conquered her completely.]
[She surrendered to your skill. Even when she was too exhausted to continue, you showed no mercy.]
[...]
[Day 3: The town grew strange. Most were panicked. You remained calm.]
[The Sister's fate weighed on you. You realized you couldn't even enjoy your harem properly until this was settled. You began practicing with a sword from the Countess's collection.]
Silas realized that if "Tongue Technique" was a skill, swordplay might be too. But while fucking was natural to him now, swords were harder.
[Day 5: You finally couldn't hold back. You went to the convent during the day.]
[The gates were locked tight.]
[You scaled the wall again. The confessional was empty. You heard a voice in the main hall; the Sister was praying.]
[IMPORTANT CHOICE TRIGGERED]
Option 1: Leave. This place is creepy. I'm going back to motorboat the Countess.
Option 2: Go in. I'm going to fuck her right now!
Silas stared at the screen. He was still just a stable boy. If he tried to play the hero, it was luck. If I give up on my conscience... if I stop trying to 'save' her and just focus on controlling the situation...
Silas had an epiphany.
[You chose Option 1.]
He had been following the "Save the Nun" script, which led to him being eaten. But what if he didn't care about saving her soul? What if he just wanted to survive and get his reward?
If she turned into a monster, it was because she felt alone and cornered. What if I bring a crowd? Fear came from a lack of "firepower." If she had a hundred "friends" watching her, maybe she wouldn't feel like eating the only person in the room.