Chapter 6 : Seeds of Realization
[Seventh draw in progress…]
The holographic lights swirled again, this time with a faint red undertone, almost teasing me. The chime that followed wasn't cheerful — it was sly, like it knew something I didn't.
[Ability Acquired: Harem King]
I froze, staring at the floating text. "…Harem King? Really?"
A tooltip appeared:
[Ability Summary: Harem King — Exceptional charisma and influence in romantic matters. Allows the user to maintain multiple consensual romantic relationships simultaneously, and subtly ensures that all parties involved accept and tolerate the situation. Highly effective in social manipulation and personal conquest.]
I blinked, half in disbelief, half laughing. "Okay… let me get this straight. The system just gave me… this?"
Sarcasm immediately took over. "Because, of course. After all the useful stuff — advanced hacking skills, a mutant who cancels powers, cash — my grand prize is… the ability to manage a multiple‑romance empire. Fantastic. Just what every survival-minded college student needs in a multiversal apocalypse."
And then… the unease hit. The name, the description, the way it was handed to me like it was completely normal. Conquest Gacha. Suddenly, it clicked — this wasn't just a loot system. There was a pattern. Influence. Persuasion. Control. The system wasn't giving me random abilities; it was testing, shaping, preparing me for something bigger. Something strategic.
I rubbed my temples, leaning back on the bed. "Of course. My life is a slot machine of powers, and now I'm officially the 'charmer of the apocalypse.'"
The more I stared at the hologram, the more the room felt… off. The colors of the interface seemed sharper, the energy behind it heavier, as if the system itself was aware of what it had just handed me.
A chill ran down my spine. "Alright… Conquest Gacha," I muttered, voice low, "you're starting to make sense. And I'm not sure I like it."
[Ability stored.]
[Remaining pulls: 3]
I swallowed hard. Three more pulls. Three more chances for the system to prove just how… weirdly purposeful this Gacha really was.
For a moment, I hesitated. My hand hovered above the glowing panel, the soft hum of the interface sounding almost alive — like it was waiting for me to choose to continue.
I took a deep breath. "Alright then," I said quietly. "Let's see how deep this rabbit hole goes."
[Eighth draw in progress…]
The light this time wasn't flashy. No golden shimmer, no neon streaks. Just a calm, steady green glow that felt… expectant, like the calm before a storm.
A soft chime echoed in my mind. The result appeared:
[Ability Acquired: Seed of Potential]
I squinted at the name. "Seed of… Potential? Sounds like a motivational poster."
A tooltip slid into view:
[Ability Description: Seed of Potential — The user's cum is imbued with extraordinary vitality. Any partner who receives them internally experiences a slight increase in their natural potential, enhancing physical, mental, or latent abilities.]
I blinked. "…Wait. So, it only works if I actually sleep with someone? And only that person gets the boost?"
I leaned back, hands on my head, a mixture of disbelief, awkward amusement, and faint horror crossing my face. "Of course. Not only do I get to juggle relationships like a circus performer, but apparently I can now… biologically boost people. One person at a time. With sex."
The more I thought about it, the more the pattern became clear. Harem King, Advanced Computer Skills, Photographic Memory, Seed of Potential. These weren't random. The system was giving me tools to influence, manipulate, and bend others to my will — directly or indirectly.
A faint shiver ran down my spine. The Gacha wasn't just a game anymore. It was a blueprint. And I had the first pieces of the puzzle.