[Body Composition… Downloaded!]
[Water and Magical Gel Matrix… Acquired!]
[Dissolved Organic Matter… Acquired!]
[Magic Core… Installed!]
[Evolution Engine… Installed!]
[All natural abilities have also been installed!]
[Welcome, Master!]
It was pitch black.
So black it wasn't even black anymore.
It was nothingness.
Like even nothing was too much of a word to describe it.
Just… absence.
Like someone erased reality with a permanent marker and forgot to draw anything back in.
『Hnn… I remember I was about to step out for my lunch break, right…?』
His voice echoed in the void.
Or rather, his thoughts echoed.
But even that felt wrong, like his thoughts were sitting in a cold room, stark naked, with all the lights off and no door to leave.
When he tried to open his eyes, he realized there were no eyes to open.
When he tried to move, he realized there were no arms or legs to even twitch.
He was a sack of meat… no. Not even that.
Meat had mass. Had gravity. Had something.
This? This was just him. Like a disembodied "me" floating in whatever the hell this was.
『Alright… time to panic. WAAHH—!! (;☉Д☉)!!』
He screamed. Well, tried to.
The sound didn't even echo. It didn't even exist.
『I-, I can't feel my arms… or myself…! Did years of sitting hunched over spreadsheets finally catch up to me?! Am I in a coma?! Am I in debt?! No—worse! A coma with debt?! My insurance can't cover squat!』
His panic spiraled like a bad toilet flush.
He shook his head—mentally, because there was no head to shake—and forced himself to calm down.
『Okay okay, maybe this is just a dream… just a weird lucid dream from all that caffeine and lack of sleep. Yeah, that's it. No biggie. Just a dream. A sexy dream. With elves and maids maybe. Haha… right? RIGHT?!』
He screamed again, but it was like trying to shout through molasses—if molasses had no sound, no taste, no nothing.
A soundless mime scream.
A pathetic, flailing fish of a thought.
Then—
Touch.
A ripple.
『Wait… I felt that…?!』
He froze. Or well, metaphorically. Because he wasn't sure freezing was even possible in this void.
But something touched something.
A flicker of feeling rubbed against him.
Then a voice.
A strange, robotic female voice that sounded like it had been alone for far too long:
[The Intrinsic Skill『Primitive Sensing』is active.]
Eh… wha—? (・_・?)
[Detects vibrations and heat to see.]
… Ohhh, that's actually kinda—wait WHAT?!
Suddenly, the nothingness cracked.
Like a shell had been peeled from his brain.
A surge of sensation burst inwards.
Not sight, not quite.
But… sonar? Heat?
Echoes bouncing off invisible shapes.
A blur of textures painting a picture in the dark.
He could feel blobs of heat and vibration bouncing across some kind of surface.
They sounded like—
Blop. Blop. Blop.
—like jelly falling onto grass?
『Grass…? Wait a damn minute…』
He tried to look around, and while his "head" still didn't move, his senses widened.
Like a sphere of touch and heat expanding outward.
It was bizarre.
And worse—
『Wait. Is that grass I feel under me…? But also on my stomach? And my feet? What the hell is this body?! Why do my stomach and toes feel like the same thing?!』
He almost panicked again, but he took an internal deep breath (or whatever that meant) and sighed.
『Okay. Weird situation. But I can "see" now. Kinda. That's progress, right?』
That's when he sensed them.
Two large shapes in the distance, like trees.
Sexy trees.
『Wait. What the—why do those trees have curves?』
He focused harder and more detail came into shape.
Not visually, but… heat-wise. Pressure-wise.
Two humanoid heat signatures… standing. Warm.
One's even hotter around the chest area… like two volcanoes of soft warmth.
『Those balls of heat look like—are those… tits?!』
His sonar sharpened.
They were shaped like women. Very shapely women.
Their chest balloons jiggled ever so slightly, even from afar, like the heat in them built with each breath.
『N-, No no, it can't be real—how hot are their tits?!』
But it was real.
These weren't hallucinations.
These were actual women.
And not just any women.
That was Elvani Fontaine, the beautiful 4th Princess of the Fontaine Kingdom.
She stood with her back straight like a blade, looking proud and confident. Her body gave off a tall, slim heat signature, but her curves were full and tempting.
The other leaned slightly, her heat less refined, as if parts of her were literally bubbling with energy. That was Lisa Cromwell, an eccentric genius and a senior researcher at the Royal Institute of Alchemy.
[Mana Detected: Female Source.]
[Initiate Passive Absorption.]
[Current Absorption Compatibility: 85.5%]
[Title Acquired: Mana Parasite (Lesser)]