"Look what we have here..." Gordon thundered as he pointed to Daryl and laughed with his gang that consisted of two other burly dudes and three ladies.
Daryl sighed. He knew these people. They had tormented him for most of his junior high school life. Gordon was the blonde headed youth with a crazy physique and almost 2 metres tall. Daryl in contrast was a short man of 170 cm height and white hair . Still he was very handsome but that did not matter to the women standing behind Gordon or those of Elwick High. He was trash. An unawakened piece of trash.
A punch came flying and connected with the pretty youth, blood gushing in his mouth as he fell to the floor banging his locker.
"Here's a goodbye present fool!" Gordon said, his body growing red and his muscles bulging before unleashing a barrage of kicks on Daryl. They then left him to lick his wounds as they walked out of the school doors. Everyone around ignored Daryl, even the teachers. This was normal, why should they defend and help the weak. Everyone knew of Daryl, the boy who had failed to awaken at 14, now 18, he had been forcefully orphaned. Removed from his family name and left to survive in the streets. His only hope of survival, studying and getting a job as a civil servant.
Daryl stood up. picked his bags and started his journey home, a dilapitated apartment he had gotten by luck from a kind woman named Lysa. She was a widow and Daryl reminded her of her husband, and that is why she took him in.
As Daryl left the school, he looked back. This was the place he had been tortured in for the past 4 years. Now he was off to try and find work. This was the world as he knew it. He was an anomaly that had not been seen before. He had not been awakened. He was not even human, a sub species that thrived on the whims and mercies of others. Daryl was a bitter and twisted young man but he kept it under cover. He should be grateful he was alive atleast.
"Hey Miss Lysa! "
"Hey Daryl! Finally graduated heh? I made you some special dinner its in the kitchen. Don't hold yourself back!"
"Thanks Miss Lysa" Daryl said as he went into the house leaving the lady outside to tend to her garden. Lysa was a 35 year old woman but her age didn't seem as apparent. She had bodacious curves and her boobs still stood perky. Her auburn hair fell on her shoulders gracefully but she did have a large crooked nose and terrible teeth. Her ass was large but looked soft. It moved whenever she made any motion. Daryl had caught himself staring once or twice but never engaged. She was his saviour.
In the kitchen, Daryl saw a plate of fried chicken and coleslaw. And further on the counter was a picture of Lysa and her late husband, a man with white almost silver hair much like Daryl's.
Daryl took the food upstairs. He took off his clothes to reveal the bruises on his pale body. He whinced in pain before laying on his old wooden bed and eating the chicken. Dusk began to creep in and tears formed in Daryl's eyes. His sight fixated on the razor on the desk. He had studied so hard to become a Civil servant but his final gpa showed otherwise. The best he could do was become a cashier now. Hated all his life, no fortune and even his last option went into dust.
Just as he was about to reach for the razor blade. An interface appeared before him. Tears flowed freely! He had finally awakened!
[Welcome Sire!]
[Awakening complete. Conditions met : Give up!]
Name : Daryl _______
Species: Incubus
Class : Commoner
Phy: 8 Vit: 7 Cha: 6 Mag: 7
[Unused stat points: 4]
[First mission : Seduce and bed Lysa]
Reward : Stat points and a new skill
[ Rise up master and take on the world]
Daryl was shocked. The interface was one thing but giving him a mission was another, he had never had of people's systems doing that. Furthermore his first mission was ridiculous! But Daryl wanted to rise up. He would do it by any means necessary ! He pressed on the [ Accept ] icon.