The nameless goddess laughed playfully, before reaching toward Clark hovering near her navel.
Her hand moved slow, but deliberate, as if seeing if he'd run away or not. But the man didn't back down, staying still like a brave soldier defending the frontlines from invaders.
Without a hint of resistance resistance, she managed to scoop up his soul-orb into her hand. After gazing curiously at point blank range, she poked him with a single slender finger, the way someone might tease jelly.
"Uwoooh…!" Clark mentally screamed.
The sensation was strange. Like someone was stirring his insides with a warm Q-tip. He wasn't sure whether to feel violated or blessed. A confusing concoction of pain, ticklish delight, and metaphysical arousal overtook him.
"Go on now," the goddess purred, licking her lips with a seductively slow, anime-tier tongue motion. "Choose. Any cheat you want~" She said, hinting at the floating windows around him.
Of course, under that kind of assault, focusing was not just difficult, it was practically a divine trial.
Clark's mind was clouded with stimulation and sensory betrayal. How was he supposed to think clearly when she was practically molesting his soul?
Still, after what felt like a hazy montage of emotional and spiritual rollercoasters, he was finally released. The goddess stopped poking and resumed her sultry pose.
Clark floated shakily, mentally exhausted, but... not completely unhappy.
"Cheats, huh..." he murmured internally, gathering what little dignity remained.
As a long-standing NEET and seasoned otaku, Clark had more than a passing knowledge of cheat abilities. He'd consumed entire libraries of anime, manga, and webnovels where protagonists acquired broken powers and soared through new worlds like glitchy gods in sandbox mode.
But he also knew the darker side of it. Like how jealousy often reared its ugly head further into the story. How side characters turned on MCs out of spite. How power painted a big, glowing, bullseye on one's back.
"If possible, I'd take everything," he mused. "But…"
He recalled something vital.
The goddess did mention something about curses. Nasty, tailored curses.
A personalized hell for every cheat you picked. It wasn't one of those 'take two perks, get one free, no strings attached' deals. No, this was straight up a gacha game with malicious fine print.
After several minutes of hovering, checking every single window, reading all cheats available, he finally decided.
"Alright then," he thought carefully. "Let's start with a classic. I want immortality!"
[Immortality – The user shall be unkillable, eternally youthful, and resistant to all known means of death (poison, illness, etc.)]
The goddess raised an amused brow.
"Ooh~ Starting big, are we?" she purred. "Alright, Mr. Clever. Immortality granted!"
She then pulled out a glowing scroll with a theatrical flourish, out of thin air, like a game show host unveiling the bonus round.
"And now, your curse... I hereby bestow upon you (drumroll), The Curse of Conditional Immortality~!"
Her voice dropped in mock seriousness.
"You shall remain immortal... until you lose your virginity. Once lost, your agelessness shall end. Your body will become as fragile as any mortal's!"
Clark shrieked in his mind.
"WHAT?! That's not a curse! That's a death sentence strapped to my dick!"
He had imagined a harem, a paradise, of devoted beauties feeding him grapes and massaging his eternally youthful thighs, competing to please him during their passionate nights. But this? This was like being given a lifetime supply of food... that explodes upon ingestion!
"Why reincarnate me at all if you're going to set my joystick as a kill switch?!" He complained.
The goddess shrugged, unconcerned. "Come on~ It's the perfect curse for a horny boy like you. Irony is the best seasoning~!"
Clark clutched his metaphorical chest. This divine sadist was clearly having too much fun!
He thought of stopping with just one cheat, fearing the next curse. Still, immortality alone wasn't enough. He needed utility. Something flexible and hidden. Dangerous but subtle.
"…Fine," he grumbled. "I want Magic Creation. I wanna make my own spells. Customize magic from the ground up, like those OP isekai chads!"
[Magic Creation – User may invent new magic or modify existing systems. Each new (based on user's perspective) creation will permanently increases mana capacity based on the spell's strength]
"Excellent choice!" the goddess cheered, clapping her hands like a proud gacha whale pulling an SSR.
Then, she pulled out another scroll.
"And for your next curse… The Curse of Incubus Essence!"
Clark flinched. The name alone sounded trouble already...
"You shall emit irresistible pheromones. The longer you go without touching an attractive female, the more powerful your allure becomes. Your body will slowly transform, shrinking, regressing while becoming more attractive, until you practically become a living pretty boy. Oh, and touching a female resets it all!"
She winked. "So don't get too lonely, kay~?"
"…This is harassment. Magical harassment by a celestial office lady," Clark muttered, wanting to facepalm if he had either a hand or a face.
"At this rate, if I get another cheat, I'll be cursed into oblivion!"
Between the virginity death trap and the perma-charm aura, his cheats were practically supporting each other! One slip, and poof! No more immortality! He had been outplayed, swindled, spiritually groped and spiritually gaslit.
"This isn't transmigration! This is a punishment game...!" He cried with all the hate he could muster.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll be fine~!" the goddess hummed, her tone breezy like this was just a casual Wednesday.
She poked him one last time, her finger swirling his orb-like body with a teasing spin, before the space beneath him began to glow.
"Good luck, Mr. Immortal Shota Incubus~ ❤"
"W-WAIT—!!"
He still had some complaints to shoot, but it was too late.
The next moment, his face planted squarely into warm, gritty dirt.
Clark coughed. Realizing he now had a physical body, he sat up and began looking around frantically.
Thankfully, there were no monsters or scary animals. Just nature. Trees, bushes, chirping birds. A classic, forested starter zone.
"…Safe," he whispered, relieved.
Then he looked down.
"Oh, I'm naked," he said. Then paused. "Hey… it's bigger than before! Buff stats confirmed!"
He grinned proudly at his surprisingly blessed weenie... Only for his joy turn to anguish as he remembered his curse.
"BUT IF I USE THIS THING, I LOSE MY IMMORTALITY!! DAMN YOU, GOOOOODDDEEEEESSS!!!"
The heavens were silent. Not a single reply to his cursing.
All of a sudden, the bushes beside him rustled.
"…Oh crap."
He wasn't sure what it was, but one thing's set in stone.
Danger!