Nathan was not accustomed to his new body; everything felt strange, heavy, and suffocating. The abnormal number of people that surrounded his bed chamber made things even more overwhelming.
From his first impressions and instincts, he believed he was not in a dangerous situation at the moment. The worried gazes of those around him were evident, so he decided to see what the Goddess meant as his soul got accustomed to the new body.
Nathan focused for a moment as he willed the system to appear. Blue strings interplayed before him in a wavy, dance-like motion as they meshed together to form a holographic screen.
***
Name: Tsunami Yamamoto ♂
Honorary Title: -
Favourite Rank: -
Potential: 0
Main Pathway: 0
Minor Pathways: 0
Favourite mark: 8.3
Class: Noble
Soul Core: 0/2
Holes: 0/11
Blessings: -
Suppression: [Inactive]
Roaming Time: 1 week
Streaming: [Pending connection]
Evaluation: 80
Available Pleasure points: 0
Transaction cost: 10 points
Transaction weight: 10kg (22 Ibs)
Bloodline Purity: 80%
Partner Status: [Alive]
Override: [inactive]
Ongoing Status: [Orientation]
Favourite artifacts: [Ghost Cloak] [Hand break]
Attributes: [spirit walker] [God's Favourite] [Iron rod] [Eyes of truth]
Alternative: [Inactive]
Evaluation Description: [ For any of the 27 orthodox pathways, you will be tested, and an average score of 80% on your performance is required to ascend the divine path.]
'What the actual fuck?'
As Nathan was lost in his reveries, a nearby physician approached him with a small torch in his right hand and inspected his eyes.
...
"So, what's going on? Why isn't he responsive?" asked the most authoritative person in the Starfall kingdom, Queen Amelia.
The doctor, not wanting to displease the domineering queen, due to her short temper, was momentarily at a loss for words...
Especially after finding out the crown prince's condition.
His hands started to sweat profusely...
"..."
"Don't make me ask again, Norris," the queen emphasized as the room temperature rapidly dropped, an aspect of her blessing.
"A-a- the crown prince's injuries have all healed... an-and he has awakened. But it looks like he is currently interacting with the system's inter-." Before he could finish his sentence, all the nearby windows shattered- maids, physicians, and guards alike distanced themselves from Tsunami's bed as fast as they could.
***
Meanwhile...
Nathan kept staring at the screen in front of him, now completely oblivious to the happenings of his surroundings.
This was partly due to his untrained senses, which couldn't process the system's interface and the real world's environment simultaneously, causing him to access sensory information from only one dimension.
'And here I thought the Goddess would grant me a system with cheat stats.'
'Truly pathetic'
'Most of them are at zero, even my potential is zero... for fucks sake!'
'Aiya!... Telling her all my secrets was useless.'
'And who, for fucks sake, names their child Tsunami?'
'Damn it!'
...
Frustrated, he recalled he was not supposed to be alone. The soul merging process, the pain associated with it, and the woman he was supposed to be stuck with.
'Where is she?' In the middle of his thought process, he felt his soul being pulled somewhere out of his body.
It felt more like interdimensional travel, even though he knew nothing about the subject.
The next moment, he found himself in a foreign house... No, it wasn't justice to call it a house but a gigantic mansion.
DING!
[Host, welcome to your shared Sea of Subconsciousness]
'What is this sea of subconsciousness?' Nathan asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Truth be told, this was the most luxurious house he had ever set foot in. It featured fluid forms, geometric complexity, and innovative design.
From the inside, it broke traditional architectural norms, featuring exposed structural elements that were integrated in a way that complemented the design philosophy.
It made him recall some visionary architects who had such taste back on Earth.
Wood, glass, and exposed concrete elements were meshed together in such a breathtaking fashion that he forgot his purpose for viewing the system was meant to be brief.
The mansion resembled those that were listed for over $ 200 million in his previous life.
[Host, the sea of subconsciousness, is a place located inside a favourite's body, that acts as a storage place for their essence and artifacts.]
[There are some Favourites that have been recorded to be able to use them as training grounds. Their sea of subconscious can store creatures they once killed and practise with them in such spaces.]
[But this is not common; only those fated and talented have such luck]
At the moment, Nathan was too excited to listen carefully to the descriptions; he kept opening one door after another, looking inside, checking their washrooms, switching the lights on and off.
For some reason, the mansion was dark, similar to nighttime.
When he opened a 12-foot door, it led him to one of the master bedrooms. After taking a few steps in, he was welcomed by a sight he would never forget.
'Damn!'
A naked, voluptuous woman was sleeping on the bed. Her ass was a beautiful, well-proportioned piece of art. She had long silver hair flowing down her back, porcelain skin, and a slim waist.
She was a terrible sleeper...
She kept changing poses one after another.
Perhaps she was uncomfortable, maybe something was going on with her, but this scene became a feast for Nathan's eyes.
He felt a strong attraction force from this alluring figure, and without notice, he was already standing by the bedside.
Nathan finally saw Aiko's lower lips, and perfect-looking feet.
From his position, he had her back view in sight, but this was enough to stir something inside him wildly as his rod hardened so much that it tore through his royal pajamas.
"..."
'This is new.'
He held it in his right hand, trying to compare it with his previous shaft.
'It's a little bit bigger, and has more girth, but not too much, ' he nodded silently to himself.
When he was back on Earth, he had constantly been measuring his rod since puberty... and every year or two during his 20s, he would go back to see if there was any improvement.
...
His previous rod was 7 inches long, and the new one, somewhere over 8 inches, according to his rough estimations.
But something else caught his attention and concern.
'This is just too hard.'
In his life, this was the first time a pajama was pierced and left in ruin by his rod... that he remembered something and willed his system once again and went straight to one of his attributes, [Iron rod].
***
[Iron rod] description: This rod was once trained to a divine level in ancient times. It conquered planets, roamed the galaxies, and won one evaluation after another. It makes the bearer's rod 10x stronger compared to an average favourite and aids the bearer to last longer. It creates a euphoric state during a dual cultivation session for both parties involved and increases the potency of blessing transfer. The Iron Rod has its own cultivation requirements. If met, it can evolve from iron to steel to carbon to diamond, then finally Golden rod. Used with skill, it can move the gods, while without proper training, all it shall do is leave behind carnage. Be careful, it is also known to induce addiction...
"..."
Speechless, Nathan kept pondering just how serious this carnage and the gods being moved thing was. Dismissing the system, his focus was back to the appetizing meal before him.
He slowly climbed into bed and knelt near Aiko's ass, his rod standing mighty and proud.
Something was wrong with his body; he couldn't think straight, plowing Aiko's flower to his heart's content was the only reason for his existence at the moment.
He adjusted her body and stretched her legs, giving him a better view of her ass crack and lower lips.
Without further ado, his massive figure loomed over her, and he positioned his hard rod on her entrance.
He gave one smack after another on her ass cheeks, while rubbing his member on her now wet entrance.
With every passing moment, he found himself increasing his rubbing pace to an alarming rate.
'Fuck!'
The sensations were driving him insane; he held firmly to her waist and was about to penetrate her, but was interrupted by a dangerous cold sensation.
'Fuck what am I doing?' he hurriedly jumped off the bed, guilty written all over his face.
'It's a good thing I didn't go too far'
He covered Aiko's soul body with a nearby blanket and created enough distance between him and Aiko's bed.
His heart was pounding hard; this was not his nature. He might be a man filled with wild imagination and young hot blood. But to him, imagination was always meant to be free. In real life, he was principled and respected boundaries.
So, what happened scared the hell out of him.
He wasn't afraid of women, but during those few minutes he was in the act, he had lost control over his body.
He wasn't himself, more like an animal in heat.
'If that cold sensation hadn't arrived in time...'
The thought scared him; he hurriedly closed the door and willed to return to his physical body.