WebNovels

Chapter 2 - Skills Acquired

The blackness lingered for a few moments, pressing in like a heavy, soft curtain directly in front of Ron's eyes.

His mind struggled to make sense of it, twitching nervously under the weight of uncertainty.

'Huh… what just happened? Where… where am I? Is this… real?'

It was disorienting, entirely unlike anything he had experienced before.

'This doesn't make any sense.' he thought, his heart beating faster. He had no friends capable of pulling a prank like this, and yet here he was, suspended in a strange, endless void.

'I… I can't move… what's going on?'

Then—boom! Memories slammed back into his mind like a sudden rush of warmth. The knock on his window, the walk outside, the screeching tires, the truck… it all came flooding back in vivid clarity.

'Oh… oh no… I really got hit… by a truck…'

Despite the fear, a small, almost sweet thrill ran through him, a shiver of disbelief and curiosity that made his chest tighten.

"This is… unbelievable," he whispered to himself, the darkness around him feeling oddly gentle, like the world was holding its breath along with him.

The Webnovel he was reading. Walking outside. The screech of the truck.

He groaned inwardly, forcing himself to think, to make sense of it all.

'So… what now? Off to the afterlife? After living such a hollow, pointless life? Didn't the world owe me something better—at least for being… me?'

His thoughts spiraled, tangled and bitter, echoing endlessly in the void.

'Is this hell? Am I really stuck here? Forever?'

Then—

A sharp chime rang out, loud and commanding, slicing cleanly through the darkness. A glowing screen flared to life before him, crimson letters etched against a deep blue background, illuminating the void like a sudden promise.

[Congratulations, Player. You have been selected.

You have inherited the King's Dominion System.

Would you like to proceed?]

Ron blinked, dumbfounded.

'King's Dominion System… what the hell is that?'

His eyes caught a timer flashing below:

[Countdown remaining: 3 seconds…

Countdown remaining: 2 seconds…

Countdown remaining: 1 second…]

Before he could think, his voice burst out instinctively,

"Yes! Yes, I want it! I want it!"

A heartbeat of silence passed. Then, another notification pinged, marking the system's first mysterious interaction:

[System activated. Await your first task, Player.]

[Congratulations, Player. Your adventure begins. What genre would you like to be in?]

Two options appeared almost instantly:

[Adventure] and [Harem]

Ron's lips curled into a sly grin.

'Well… this is more my style.' Without hesitation, he tapped the harem option.

[Harem has been selected. Journey into the world and begin your adventure.]

The announcement faded, leaving a brief, eerie silence. Then Ron felt it—a strange, tangible weight, like the drag of an unstrung sword against his hand. The sensation was unreal, as if he were gliding through thick, invisible water, pulled along by a force far faster than his mind could follow.

Before he could even process what was happening, the darkness shattered. The void vanished, replaced by something entirely new, and he was flung into the world.

***

Gasp.

A sharp gasp tore from Ron's lips as he bolted upright, hands clutching the crisp sheets beneath him. The white linen crumpled under his fingers, his pulse hammering wildly in his chest. His eyes darted around, trying to take it all in.

He was on a bed, in a small room that looked straight out of a medieval tale: a sturdy wooden door, a narrow window letting in soft light, and sparse furnishings that gave the space a rustic, old-world charm.

Blinking, he brought his hands to his face.

'Huh… my skin… I can actually feel my skin.'

Shaking off the lingering disbelief, Ron stepped toward the mirror. The reflection that greeted him made him freeze.

'What the hell…?' he muttered under his breath.

' I'm… handsome. I'm actually handsome.'

His face had transformed—sharper, more mature, stronger, and undeniably attractive.

Every feature radiated confidence, power, and a raw, magnetic allure that made him pause in stunned admiration.

He stared, dumbfounded, until a sudden surge of memories and sensations slammed into him.

A ringing headache pinched at his temples, and his breath caught as the weight of it all pressed down on his chest.

'This… this is real. This is actually happening…'

When he looked back into the mirror, awe replaced confusion. He couldn't help but smile.

' It's true… I've been brought into this world.'

A thrill ran through him as the realization hit. A world where he was not just alive, but blessed—a world where beautiful, eager, and curvaceous harem targets existed, ready to satisfy, entertain, and obey him.

In this world, he was blessed with a mother and a sister. Not that they were his real mother or sister—he didn't think of them that way—

'but… they're going to be perfect targets for me.' he thought, a sly grin tugging at his lips.

Something nagged at him.

'What about the system? How does it work? Rewards, progression… there has to be something.'

Almost immediately, a notification rang out in his mind:

[Congratulations, Player. You have received three F-rank skills.]

[Continue completing tasks to earn more F-rank skills.]

Ron's grin widened.

'F-rank skills… not bad. Interesting. His fingers twitched, itching to test them. Alright… let's see how these skills grow. How do I actually increase them?'

Without hesitation, he muttered, "I accept."

Below were the skills loaded into existence in a system interface —his very first F-rank skills. He could earn more by completing small missions, but honestly, these felt underwhelming, even for F-rank.

[Skill acquired: Affinity Acceleration (F-rank)]

[Description: Increases the rate at which emotional bonds and attraction develop between the player and others.]

Ron raised an eyebrow, muttering under his breath,

"Mmmm...very perfect for a harem journey...if the first is so good...how good is the rest?"

~~~

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