By the time they circled back toward the Elric estate, Lilith's legs were trembling slightly. The walk had been easy by normal standards, but her body—soft, pampered, still recovering—was clearly unused to activity.
She stopped at the gate, catching her breath.
Julian looked over with concern. "You alright?"
"I'm fine. Just tired," she said, brushing hair from her face. "Too much fresh air. It's unhealthy."
Julian smirked. "Want me to carry you, Princess?"
"I will bite you," she muttered, already stepping inside.
Damn! He is like charming prince and made me blush.
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The warm scent of soup and grilled root vegetables welcomed them the moment they entered the house. In the kitchen, Luca was carefully arranging plates with overly concentrated focus, his tongue poking out slightly.
"Big sis!" he beamed when he saw her. "You're just in time! I set the table!"
Lilith smiled, genuinely. "Wow. You didn't burn anything this time."
Luca puffed his cheeks. "Hey! Only that one time!"
It certainly feels good to tease a younger sibling.
At the head of the long wooden table sat Father Elric, I mean Gareth Elric, tall, rugged, and reserved. He gave her a nod, but she could see the flicker of relief in his eyes.
"You walked through the whole village?" he asked.
"Mostly. Julian made sure I didn't pass out."
Father nodded. "Good. Your strength is returning. That's what matters."
Across from him, Grandfather Thorne Elric sat hunched with arms crossed and a thick blanket draped over his legs. He squinted at Lilith.
"You still look too pale. Eat more ironleaf soup. I told your father we should have fed you mountain goat liver."
"Please no," Lilith said, suppressing a gag.
I don't even want to know how it tastes.
Julian snorted into his cup. Luca just kept smiling. Lilith secretly noticed that.
I better teach that brat a lesson.
The lunch passed with a casual warmth Lilith hadn't expected. There was no fussing, no questioning about her illness, no mentions of tribute or the kingdom—just idle talk about neighbors, market rumors, and a stubborn mana furnace that refused to calibrate.
This was the one part of Lilith's life that felt untouched by divine labels or legacy. A family, weird and imperfect and grounded.
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After lunch, she retreated upstairs. Her legs ached. Her head buzzed faintly—not painfully, just... unusually.
She flopped onto the bed, burying her face in a cool pillow. The sun outside had grown brighter, peeking through the canopy curtains. Her room smelled faintly of lavender oil and polished wood.
I should be relaxing. Resting. But something's... wrong. Or maybe right?
Her skin prickled. A strange warmth bloomed at the base of her spine. Like a pulse—no, a signal.
She sat up slowly. Her breath caught.
"What is this? Mana buildup? Or…"
Then, it happened.
A chime. Not from outside, not from the house—but inside her head.
Her vision flickered.
Blue text bloomed before her eyes like glowing threads of magic laced through thought.
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🔔 [SYSTEM ACTIVATION DETECTED]
Initializing Host...
✔ Reincarnated Soul: Linked
✔ Divine Vessel: Synced
✔ Compatibility: 96.7%
✔ Libido Stabilization: In Progress
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Oh no. It's a system. An actual system. I've been isekai'd into a game?
She sat bolt upright as the interface unfolded in full:
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🧬 [Immortal Slut System: v0.1]
Welcome, Lilith Elric.
You have been selected by divine cosmic request to host the Immortal Slut System.
Please enjoy your second life… passionately.
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DEFAULT ABILITY UNLOCKED
☑ Eternal Touch – Become immortal for 7 days following your first sexual encounter
☠ Downside – Failure to mate within 7 days = DEATH
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Her jaw dropped.
"Are you serious? Sex = immortality? No sex = game over? Who the hell designed this?"
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INHERITANCE MODULES UNLOCKED
• Skill Sync – Gain 1 random skill from each partner
• Stat Drain – Receive attribute points after each mating
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"Okay. Chill. Chill. This is just like those weird system novels I used to read at 2AM. Except way hornier. And I'm the one stuck in it."
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[STATUS SCREEN]
[Name: Lilith Elric]
[Age: 18]
[Class: Immortal Slut]
[Titles: None]
[Immortality Countdown: Inactive]
[Strength: 13] [Speed: 15]
[Agility: 12] [Stamina: 30]
[Charm: 70] [Libido: High]
[System skills: Skill Sync(Passive), Stat Drain(Passive)
[Synced Skills: None]
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"Oh gods," she whispered. "This is real. This is actually real."
"Wait! WTF? My class is a slut? A literal slut?"
I asked for this, didn't I? In some pathetic, sticky-fingered death wish. I said I'd love to be a girl and have sex all day. Now I'm here. I have a system. A horny, immortal curse of a slut system.
And I haven't even kissed anyone yet.
The text shimmered again.
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🎯 First System Quest: "The First Spark"
Objective: Explore your own body and pleasure spots.
Reward: +5 Charm, Skill: [Arousal Field Lv.1]
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Arousal Field? What, do I give off pheromones now? I'm turning into a walking hentai protagonist.
There was a knock at the door.
"Lilith" Julian's voice.
She panicked. "I'm fine!"
Pause.
"…Okay," he said, gently. "We'll be in the forge if you need anything."
She didn't respond. She stared at the floating system window, the countdown timer grayed out—waiting for its trigger.
This is my second life… and now it's running on lust, stats, and a literal death timer.
She closed her eyes.
I wanted a fantasy. Instead, I got a contract.
Continued...