The next moment, Ethan's eyes snapped open, and a wave of nausea washed over him. Ugh… his head was pounding like a drum. Was it finally over?
He rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the lingering dizziness, and slowly took in his surroundings. He was lying on an enormous, plush bed that seemed to swallow him whole. The room around him gleamed with luxury—marble floors, golden-trimmed walls, and soft light filtering through massive windows.
Where… where was he?
Before he could process more, a high-pitched, sugar-sweet voice chirped beside him.
"Dear host! Congratulations on successfully entering your first world!"
Ethan froze. His eyes widened as a small, chubby white bunny with delicate wings appeared before him, hovering midair. It had a pink ribbon tied around its twitching ears, making it look ridiculously adorable—and completely surreal.
"What the... What the heck is that?!" Ethan stumbled back.
The bunny puffed out its tiny cheeks and bounced slightly. "I'm Xixi, your system guide! I'm here to help you complete your tasks and ensure the virtual worlds are saved!"
…His system guide was a cute rabbit?!
Ethan's jaw practically dropped. Was this real life or had his head finally gone completely haywire?
Before he could process it further, a glowing panel materialized out of thin air, hovering in front of him. Words scrolled across it in neat, glowing text:
Host: Ethan Leighton
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Personality: Lazy, introvert
Identity: Human
Mission: Successfully complete the tasks assigned in each world, saving the crumbling worlds
Reward: Power, and a chance to choose any of the virtual worlds to live in
Mission Failure: Soul destruction
Ethan blinked at the panel and scratched his head. This… this was literally like one of those system-based light novels he used to binge-read.
Glancing down at his hands, he noticed how soft and delicate they looked, almost pampered. Then he let his gaze drift around the room—the plush bed, the ornate furnishings, the gleaming marble floors.
A small thought crept into his mind: Could it be.. Am I some rich young master now?
However something felt off.
Ethan's eyes flicked downward, and his stomach immediately caught his attention. It wasn't flat like he remembered. It was round, bulging in a way that looked… suspicious.
He froze for a moment, heart hammering, then hesitantly reached out with one hand, fingertips trembling. The softness under his touch made him recoil slightly, as if he had just poked something forbidden.
"What… What the hell?!" he whispered, his voice cracking with a mix of fear and disbelief.
He backed away slightly, staring at his reflection in a nearby polished surface. His stomach hadn't just grown, it looked… pregnant.
Ethan blinked, then blinked again, trying to convince himself it was a trick of the light, or maybe the effects of exhaustion. But deep down, he knew the horrifying truth.
Was… was he actually pregnant?!
A nervous laugh escaped his lips, but it was weak, teetering on the edge of panic. "This can't be real. This is definitely not supposed to happen."
Loading world data…
World Name: [Yours Truly]
World Type: Modern Cultivation Omegaverse
Current Status: Stable, but nearing collapse
Difficulty Level: F (Beginner Friendly)
Main Quest: Guide the destined couple to their happy ending and prevent the impending destruction of this world.
Note: Worlds are categorized by difficulty levels ranging from F (easiest) to SSS (extreme danger). Level F worlds are typically used as starter missions for new hosts. But don't let your guard down, anything can happen once the plot begins to shift.
Just then several foreign memories entered his mind making him groan in pain.
The body Ethan now inhabited belonged to a side character from this world's original storyline, a popular BL webnovel titled 'Yours Truly'.
According to the system's data, this character wasn't meant to play a big role—just a background figure mentioned a few times before quietly fading from the plot. No special powers, no heroic destiny.
"A cannon fodder?" Ethan muttered, rubbing his temple.
[Technically, yes, but now you're the main player!] Xixi chirped cheerfully, floating beside him with her chubby paws folded.
Ethan continued skimming through the world's data panel, trying to wrap his head around everything.
At first glance, this world looked completely normal. Cities were full of towering skyscrapers, people bustled to and from work, and major corporations ruled the economy. But beneath all that, hidden in plain sight—was something far older.
Power here wasn't just built through wealth or politics. It ran deeper, through bloodlines.
In this world, cultivation hadn't disappeared. It had evolved. Ancient sects had rebranded into modern-day corporations. Their elders now walked as CEOs. Research labs replaced alchemy halls. Business deals? Nothing more than modern bloodline alliances, sealed not just with signatures, but with qi and vows.
Among them, one clan stood above all—the Xians.
The Xian Clan once practiced a forbidden life cultivation technique. Over generations, their bloodline changed. Some descendants were born with rare bodies that could carry children, regardless of gender. These 'vessels' became living treasures. Children born from them were considered incredibly powerful, their potential unmatched.
That potential was exactly why the Xians had been slaughtered. Their clan was wiped out in a single night, their bodies sold piece by piece on the black market.
Only one survived.
Xian Lian.
For years he was passed from hand to hand, smuggled, caged, auctioned at hidden markets like some rare beast. Buyers lusted for his blood, his body, his ability to create heirs. He was not a person anymore, just a commodity.
In the end, it was the powerful Luciano Conglomerate that got their hands on him.
Not through rescue. Through purchase.
He wasn't saved... He was sold. Bought off the black market like a rare artifact. Spirit stones, rare treasures, even company shares were thrown into the bidding war until the Lucianos outbid everyone else. And just like that… he became their property.
Their plan was simple. The Luciano heir (the male lead of this world), a once-talented cultivator crippled in an assassination attempt could no longer continue the family line. His spiritual veins shattered, his legs destroyed, he was little more than a shadow of what he had been.
So the board decided:
"If he cannot cultivate, then he will produce heirs."
The logic was cold and calculated. With the Xian bloodline in the mix, the children born would be prodigies, powerful enough to carry on the family legacy.
They forced a marriage contract.
The heir loathed it. To him, it was humiliation upon humiliation: being tied to someone purchased like livestock, being expected to bed a man for heirs, being reduced to a pawn by his own family.
Ethan stared down at his round, swollen stomach, his thoughts grinding to a halt.
This… this couldn't be real.
Instead of waking up in a world filled with sexy milfs, powerful gilfs, and cheat-like abilities, the goddesses had actually tossed him straight into a BL world.
Not just any BL world.
He was the shou.
And, judging by his stomach… apparently he was pregnant.
No, scratch that.
He wasn't just pregnant. He was a breeding machine, a walking incubator, a literal commodity in a world that would want to claim him, exploit him, and force him to produce heirs.
Ding! A soft chime rang in his head, followed by a glowing panel.
Side Task: Survive the next seven days.
Survive?
The cheerful panel faded, but the ominous meaning lingered. Because according to this world's storyline, he was going to die in the hands of the male lead and his true beloved.
In exactly seven days.