You have died.Cause of death: stair-reted hubris and poor decision-making.Initializing soul reboot...Welcome to Zetherra.Assigned System: S.E.X. – Seduction. Execution. eXploitation.Compatibility: Unclear. But we’re going for it anyway.

  I woke up staring at the sky.

  Which was pink.

  Not sunset pink, not romantic pink — neon, humming, vaguely magical pink.

  The kind of pink that made you wonder if you were in a fantasy world or inside a box of enchanted bubblegum.

  I sat up slowly, blinking through a haze of floral perfume and mild existential dread.

  Around me, the forest shimmered. The trees had bark like polished silver, their leaves translucent and whispering. Strange birds flitted between branches — one had four wings and a tail shaped like a question mark. It chirped something that sounded suspiciously like ughter.

  “…Okay,” I muttered. “This is either a dream or a high-budget hallucination.”

  Welcome, Rei Alvaris.Your tragic, unremarkable death has earned you a second chance.You are now the proud host of the S.E.X. System.

  I blinked at the glowing text hovering midair, the letters glistening in… glitter? Were those sparkles?

  “S.E.X. System?” I repeated aloud. “That’s not ominous at all.”

  Seduction. Execution. eXploitation.Your power grows through charm, charisma, and carnal conquest.We recommend charm. But we’ll take what we can get.

  I stared. “Why would anyone build a system like this?”

  Because our developers were lonely, probably.Now, please stand by for your first opportunity to seduce something magical.

  I didn’t know whether to ugh, cry, or find a god to sp.

  Still groggy, I climbed to my feet. The grass beneath me glowed faintly with each step. The wind carried scents I didn’t recognize — something sweet, something sharp, and something that made my skin tingle.

  Then I saw her.

  Tied to a tree not twenty meters away, bathed in pale morning light, was a woman — no, an elf. Her silver-white hair flowed down her back like liquid moonlight. She wore a tattered dress that barely held together at the seams. Glowing chains bound her wrists and ankles to the trunk behind her.

  Her eyes locked onto mine.

  “Help me,” she said.

  Just that. Calm. Commanding. No fear.

  My brain hadn’t even caught up yet.

  Main Quest Activated: Save the Elf Girl. Optional Bonus: Kiss her.Reward: Mana Core Awakening + Starter Skill: Mana Siphon (Lv1)Failure Penalty: System embarrassment module will activate. You do not want that.

  “…You have got to be kidding me.”

  Nope. This is your first quest. Save the girl. Kiss the girl. Become a man.Or just do the saving part. Consent matters.But the kiss is worth bonus XP.

  I rubbed my face with both hands. “What kind of pervert-coded Isekai did I get dropped into?”

  The best kind.Now hurry, Pyer Zero. She’s waiting.

  I hesitated at the edge of the clearing.

  The elf was still there, bound against the pale trunk of the tree. Her silver hair caught the light like strands of moonlight, flowing gently in the breeze. The chains around her wrists glowed with soft pulses of energy — rhythmic, like the world was breathing with her.

  She hadn’t said another word since “Help me.”

  Just watched me. Calm. Unblinking. Assessing.

  I stepped forward. The grass shimmered under my bare feet, like it recognized movement that didn’t belong.

  The air here wasn’t just warm — it was charged. Heavy with invisible tension. My skin prickled as I drew closer. A scent of wild magic mixed with something soft and human: vender, maybe.

  I stopped an arm’s length away, staring at the glowing bindings. They weren’t chains, not really — more like braids of light, floating just above her skin. Runes moved across their surface, shifting patterns like something alive.

  “These runes…” I murmured, narrowing my eyes. “They look like they're… locking something away.”

  Correct.Primary functions: mana suppression, obedience reinforcement, partial memory seal.Runic grade: Ancient-css, Tier 3. Someone really didn’t want her going anywhere. Or thinking too clearly.

  I blinked. “That’s… dark.”

  So is she. Better be careful where you put your hands, Pyer Zero.Or don’t. We’ll log it either way.

  I gnced up. She was still watching me. Her gaze flicked to my hand, then back to my face.

  “Did you know you’re basically wrapped in magical prison tech?” I asked.

  Her lips curved slightly. “Now you know. Are you going to open the box… or keep admiring the ribbons?”

  New Objective: Break the seal through synchronized mana flow.Hint: Touch her. Not inappropriately. Unless she says yes.

  I rolled my eyes and reached toward the glowing colr around her neck. My fingers hovered for a second.

  Then I made contact.

  Heat surged through my arm — not fire, but something deeper. Mana, pulsing and alive. It curled around my nerves, tugging something open inside me.

  A spark fred in my chest.

  Mana Core Detected.Compatibility Level: 43%. Synchronizing…Skill Unlocked: [Mana Siphon Lv1] – Absorb raw mana through physical contact.Title Earned: “First Touch” – You're off to a promising start.

  I exhaled, shakily. The runes on the colr flickered.

  “You’re unlocking it,” she said, voice softer now. “You can actually do it.”

  “Didn’t think I could?”

  She leaned forward, exposing more of her neck to my touch. “Most try. They fail.”

  I focused, pushing with something I barely understood — instinct guiding me more than logic. My mana responded to hers, intertwining like threads drawn to fme.

  One by one, the runes fred.Cracked.Shattered.

  A pulse of white light erupted.

  She fell forward.

  Right into me.

  Not stumbling. Not weak. Just… natural. Like gravity had made a decision for both of us.

  Soft breath touched my colrbone. Her fingers brushed my side. My heart forgot how to beat properly.

  Bonus Objective Unlocked: Kiss Opportunity Avaible.Reminder: Consent is sexy. So is timing. Don’t blow it. (Unless she asks.)

  She looked up into my eyes — close enough to feel her breath.

  “You don’t know what you’ve just done,” she whispered.

  “I’m starting to think that’s a theme,” I replied, quietly.

  Her fingers lingered on the fading glow across my forearm.Just for a second.

  Her expression didn’t change — still calm, still unreadable — but something flickered in her eyes. A thought, perhaps. Recognition, or doubt.

  Then she let go.

  No questions. No comment. No demand for answers.

  Just a long, quiet look.As if she’d seen something she wasn’t ready to name.

  “I’m Rei,” I said finally, voice a little hoarse.

  She gave a small, enigmatic smile. “You may call me Lyriel.”

  And the moment she spoke her name, the world around us shifted. The trees sighed. The air buzzed with something ancient.

  And deep inside me, something else unlocked.

  Not just power.Not just a quest.

  Something far more dangerous.

  Connection.

  The silence lingered after she spoke her name.

  Lyriel.

  A name that felt like it should be whispered in temples, or carved into the memory of stars.

  She stepped away from me slowly — no rush, no defensiveness. Just quiet grace. The broken chains at her feet still shimmered, fading remnants of something ancient and cruel.

  I shifted awkwardly, still shirtless, still barefoot, still entirely unsure of what the hell I had just done.

  “So,” I said softly, “what now?”

  She turned her head just enough to gnce back at me. “Now… we leave. Before something worse arrives.”

  “Right.” I hesitated. “And… I’m coming with you because…?”

  A pause.

  Then she stepped closer again — slowly this time — until we were no more than a breath apart. Her eyes were bright, clear, unreadable.

  “You broke the seal,” she said, voice low. “And when you did… you pulled more than chains. You stirred the binding threads that linked me to that pce.”

  She raised a hand — not to touch me, but to let her fingers hover just above my chest.

  “I can feel your mana still echoing through mine.”

  Soul Resonance: Temporary Bond EstablishedEffect: Shared magical signature. Interference level: Moderate. Proximity advised.

  “You’re saying we’re connected,” I said.

  “For now,” she answered. “It will fade. But if we separate too soon... it might turn violent.”

  “Violent like… I die?”

  She smiled faintly. “Or I do. Depends on who the world decides to punish.”

  Quest Updated: Travel with Lyriel until Resonance stabilizes.Optional Objective: Grow the bond.Reward: Enhanced skill unlocks, physical compatibility bonus.

  “…You’re kidding.”

  Nope.And FYI — you’re very compatible.

  Lyriel turned away from me then, stepping over a root and into the deeper forest. “Come. I don’t intend to sleep beside broken ruins tonight.”

  I followed.

  The forest was alive with quiet noise — rustling leaves, distant echoes, birdcalls from creatures with too many wings. The light filtered down in shifting hues of gold and amethyst. Magic pulsed beneath the earth like a second heartbeat.

  We walked without speaking for a while.

  And then — because I couldn’t help myself — I asked, “You’ve been chained for how long?”

  “Time passes differently when you're bound,” she said. “I stopped counting when the dreams faded.”

  I gnced at her. “And now?”

  “They’re returning,” she said simply. “Thanks to you.”

  Affection Update: Lyriel – [Flicker of Trust]Comment: That was actually kind of sweet. Don’t ruin it.

  “I didn’t exactly pn it,” I said.

  “No one ever does,” she replied. “But intention doesn’t change effect.”

  We reached a small clearing with a half-buried stone shrine — ancient, cracked, but radiating a quiet energy. Lyriel stepped into the center, her eyes scanning the perimeter with the efficiency of someone who knew what danger looked like.

  “This will do,” she said. “We’ll rest here until nightfall.”

  She lowered herself gracefully onto a low stone, crossing her legs and gesturing for me to sit opposite her.

  I did.

  A long breath passed between us.

  Then, quietly: “Thank you.”

  I looked up. “For what?”

  “For choosing to help. You could’ve walked away.”

  “…You were chained to a tree.”

  “Most men would have still asked for something first.”

  I stared at her. “I’m not most men.”

  She met my gaze. “I’m starting to see that.”

  Her hand moved — resting lightly on the stone between us. Fingers just barely closer than they needed to be. Her eyes didn’t waver.

  The space between us felt thinner than before.

  Tense, but not hostile.

  Warm.

  Inviting.

  Bonus Objective Reminder: Kiss her.Status: Unlockable. Tension threshold exceeded. Consent window active.Encouragement: You’re not imagining this.

  I swallowed.

  “Lyriel…”

  She tilted her head.

  And then — deliberately — she leaned in just slightly, her voice barely above a breath.

  “I can still feel the echo of your mana,” she murmured. “It clings to me. Curious. Possessive.”

  “I didn’t mean to—”

  “I didn’t say I minded.”

  My breath caught.

  The system flickered behind her like a pulse of pink fme.

  But before either of us moved further, her gaze shifted.

  Her hand moved — not toward me, but toward her side, where a dagger now shimmered to life between her fingers.

  Her expression sharpened.

  “…We’re not alone.”

  Warning: Presence Detected.New Quest: Protect the Bond.

  Lyriel’s voice was calm. Controlled.

  Her fingers tightened around the hilt of the dagger that had appeared like mist in her palm. She rose from the stone in one fluid motion, her hair catching the light like spun silver.

  I stood slowly, instinct prickling up my spine.

  Warning: Presence Confirmed.Entity Cssification: Wraithstalker – Shadowborn. Hostile. Soul-hungry.Recommended Response: Fight. Or kiss her goodbye.

  The clearing fell unnaturally silent. No wind. No birds. Even the trees had stilled, as if waiting.

  Then I saw it.

  At the edge of the shrine’s circle — barely more than a distortion — a ripple in the air, like heat haze made flesh. Two eyes blinked open in the dark, glowing faintly violet.

  It moved without sound.

  A blur.

  Straight for Lyriel.

  She moved faster.

  Steel fshed. The shimmer of her bde collided with the shadow and sparked like lightning on water. The impact sent a wave of pressure through the clearing — leaves scattered, the shrine trembled.

  But the thing didn’t stop.

  It split — not in half, but in shape — fragments of itself slipping around her like fog.

  I didn’t think. I just moved.

  Instinct — or the resonance — fred in my chest. My mana pulsed in response to hers. Not guided, not clean… but wild. Raw.

  Passive Effect: Resonance Surge – Mana flow elevated due to combat stress.Warning: Prolonged contact may induce magical feedback or… other reactions.

  “Rei—” she snapped, “don’t touch it directly!”

  Too te.

  I lunged forward, catching one of the mist-forms as it slid past her side. My hand hit it — and something cracked.

  Not bone. Not flesh.

  Soullight.

  My mana surged. The creature screamed — not with sound, but with pressure. Like a storm trying to tear through my mind.

  Lyriel grabbed my arm, yanked me back. Her hand glowed where it touched me, mana pouring between us.

  “I said not directly,” she hissed. “Let me channel through you—!”

  She didn’t finish.

  The Wraithstalker reformed behind her, faster than breath.

  I moved on instinct again — hand snapping forward, catching her waist and pulling her down as the thing lunged overhead, cws slicing empty air.

  She nded against me — hard, breathless — our bodies colliding in a tangle of limbs and heat.

  And in that moment—the resonance ignited.

  A pulse of golden light burst from between us.

  Not gentle.

  Not safe.

  Hungry.

  Resonance Overload: Mana synchronization reached 68%Effect: Physical conductivity amplified. Magical resistance decreased. Breath shared.Note: This may feel… really good. Stay focused, lover boy.

  Lyriel gasped against my shoulder. Her hands clutched my sides, not for bance — but because her magic had tched onto mine and neither of us could stop it now.

  The Wraithstalker reared back, repelled by the light. Its form began to unravel, like smoke in wind. It screeched — once — and vanished into the trees.

  Gone.

  The pressure faded.

  But we didn’t move.

  I was still holding her.

  She was still holding me.

  Our mana still hummed between us, not fading — only settling. Slow. Lingering.

  She exhaled against my neck.

  “You really don’t follow instructions well,” she murmured.

  “I thought you said I was your problem now.”

  A pause. Her lips brushed my skin as she breathed.

  “…So you are.”

  Quest Completed: Protect the BondNew Passive Unlocked: Shared Flow – When in direct contact with Lyriel, mana regeneration doubles.Bonus Objective Progress: Physical threshold passed. Emotional proximity rising.Recommendation: Kiss her already.

  I didn’t move.

  Neither did she.

  She kissed me again.Slower. Deeper.

  Her lips were softer now, swollen from earlier pleasure, tasting faintly of magic and heat and her own arousal. There was a sweetness to her — a fvor like dark honey and forbidden fruit, tinged with something sharper. Mana. Lust. Her.

  My hand drifted over her hip, up the smooth curve of her side, fingertips grazing the swell of her breast beneath the loosened fabric. She was still trembling — not from weakness, but from anticipation.

  “Rei…” she breathed into my mouth, voice trembling. “I want… more.”

  My hand moved higher, peeling the silk from her shoulder. Her breast spilled free — full and round, a perfect weight in my hand. Her nipple was already hard, puckered from air and desire. I brushed my thumb over it, and she gasped.

  “You’re so beautiful,” I whispered. “Every inch of you.”

  She didn’t answer. She only pulled me down — not with force, but need.

  Back between her thighs.

  I kissed her again, lower now — my lips brushing over soft skin, already damp with sweat and magic. Her scent hit me fully this time. Sharp, feminine, unmistakably hers. She was drenched — heat and wetness slick between her thighs, practically begging for touch.

  Her legs parted willingly.

  I opened her with fingers, reverent. Her folds were glistening, flushed, delicate. I lowered my mouth and tasted her — not quick this time, but deep and slow, letting my tongue glide along the slick center of her heat.

  She arched violently beneath me.

  “Oh gods—Rei—”

  The sound of her voice undone like that… I nearly lost control.

  I licked deeper, slower, teasing her clit in soft circles before sucking lightly. She writhed. Her fingers gripped the back of my head, nails digging into my scalp.

  “You taste like starlight,” I whispered into her.

  She moaned, twisting, desperate. “I… I can’t… please—don’t stop—don’t make me wait—”

  I pulled back, just enough to meet her eyes.

  They were wild. Violet burning with need.

  “I need you inside me,” she whispered, raw and shaking. “Please, Rei… I want to feel you—fill me—”

  Quest Update: Satisfy the Bonded Partner – Phase II UnlockedSystem Status: Mana surge detected. Physical synchronization at 94%.Comment: You’re really about to hit the next tier. Lucky bastard.

  I moved up her body, letting my chest brush her bare skin — hot against hot — her breasts pressing against me, her breath shallow against my lips. Her thighs lifted, wrapped around my waist, and she guided me with a trembling hand, eyes locked onto mine like nothing else existed.

  Her thighs parted for me, welcoming, trembling. I could feel the heat radiating off her center — wet, pulsing, desperate.

  I guided myself to her entrance, teasing her with the tip of my cock, brushing it just barely between her folds.

  She gasped. “Please… I want you. Now.”

  I pushed inside — slow, deliberate — feeling her walls stretch around me, hot and tight and so goddamn wet I nearly lost control.

  Lyriel moaned, arching into me. “Gods, Rei… deeper…”

  I slid in to the hilt, groaning against her neck. Her body gripped me like velvet fire.

  My hips rolled into hers, again and again, each thrust pulling a cry from her throat. Her nails raked my back, her lips searching blindly for mine.

  “You feel so good,” she gasped. “You… fuck—don’t stop—”

  Our bodies moved in perfect sync, slick skin against skin, breath hot and desperate.

  She shattered first — her scream echoing in the ruins as her walls cmped down on me. Her magic fred, wild and golden, wrapping around us both.

  I came with a groan, deep inside her, filling her as our mana merged in blinding heat.

  We stayed like that — tangled, breathless, still trembling.

  “I’ve never…” she whispered, voice hoarse. “No one’s ever made me feel like that.”

  Quest Complete: Cim Her FullyUnlocked Title: Mana-Melded MateSystem Emotion: …blushing harder than ever.