Fifty years ago, a calamity decimated almost the entire male population of the Elven Continent. Possessing immense level potential and magical affinity, I decided to travel to this distant land to help avert the looming population crisis.
Two weeks ago, I came ashore on the western side of the continent and headed east toward the first major city. I am currently staying in a local tavern.
A knock sounded at the door of my luxurious room. I glanced at the bed, which was already freshly made and prepared. The door opened, and two astonishingly beautiful elven ladies entered.
Elf: Good day, sir. — the first one greeted me. She had a large bust and wore an elegant blue dress that generously showcased her cleavage, shoulders, and hips. Her gown was trimmed with golden patterns that complemented the gold ornaments pinned into her silver hair.
Although she smiled broadly upon entering, it was clear she was a bit unsure and tense.
Elf: Good day. — greeted the second elf. She wore a similarly elegant, revealing dress, hers a deep shade of dark blue. Like her companion, she had silver hair and a striking figure, though her chest was more modest in comparison.
The second elf cast a cautious glance at me as she stepped inside.
Me: Yes, yes, good day. Please, come in. My name is Ryan. — I invited them to the chairs arranged near the writing desk. Inviting them straight to the bed would have been too forward and awkward for them.
Elf: I am Eleris, and this is my sister Amaris. Thank you. — she said, and we sat down opposite one another.
Me: A pleasure to meet you. As I said, my name is Ryan. You've probably heard of me and know that I possess an extremely high maximum level cap. One thousand, to be precise. — I began in a simple, friendly tone, leaning back casually in my chair.
Eleris: Yes, it is a great honor for both of us that you accepted us now. — said the first, the curvier sister. Her tone was elegant and polite, with a subtle seductive edge. Underneath it, however, I could still sense her anxiety.
I glanced at the second, more slender sister, who sat stiffly without a smile.
Me: Oh, come now. As you probably know, I heard of the disaster that struck your continent. — I continued casually. — Since childhood, I've had this strange quirk — an extremely high maximum level. Knowing that only men with such potential can conceive children with other races, I decided to sail here to help. While my motivation isn't purely altruistic, I truly do want to assist you. I promise to be extremely gentle. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, just say the word; I'll stop right away, and you can go on your way. — I finished with a broad smile, as if discussing ordinary, mundane matters.
Eleris: Oh. Yes, wonderful. — Eleris drawled in surprise, casting a reassuring look at her sister.
Me: Alright. I see you're both a bit tense, so I suggest we just chat for a while. It will help us all relax.
Amaris, smiling: Hah, we can do that.
Amaris, thinking: He might be a bit weird, but he seems harmless. Even kind.
Eleris: You are much friendlier than we imagined. I think it will be a pleasure doing business with you. — she smiled at me seductively.
Me: Thank you. — I smiled back, looking calmly at them both.
Amaris: Yes, having children with such high potential is a dream for us. My limit is level fifty, and Eleris's is seventy. But with you, a child's potential could exceed five hundred.
Eleris: Yes, we still can't believe we got so lucky. — she looked at me with a polite smile.
Me: Ah yes, of course. I'll show you my stats so there are no misunderstandings. — I reached my hands out to both of them.
Eleris: Oh, thank you. If it isn't too much trouble.
They both took my hands. We closed our eyes, and in a heartbeat, we were transported into a dark void. It felt as though we were drifting in the depths of the cosmos, standing on an invisible platform. Both elves looked around before meeting my gaze.
Me: Yes, here is my maximum level.
I pointed toward the floating text: 0/1000.
Eleris: Amazing. Only legendary wizards of the past had such potential. — she marveled, then smiled as if a mischievous thought had struck her. — Little sister, look at it. It's so big. — she added in a mock-surprised tone.
Amaris: Yes, the biggest I've ever seen. — she smiled joyfully.
Eleris: It's simply gigantic. — She looked at me with a seductive, playful grin. — I wonder if I can even handle something like that.
Understanding the double entendre, I simply rolled my eyes with a smile. Seeing my reaction, she giggled and placed a hand on my shoulder.
Eleris: Thank you, I think that's enough.
Amaris: But why does your current level show zero?
Eleris: Amaris! It's impolite to ask that.
Amaris tensed, fearing she had caused offense.
Me: It's quite alright. It's part of my quirk. The thing is... — I scratched the back of my head, maintaining my casual tone. — I have the Patriarch's Blessing.
They were both visibly stunned.
Me: I can only gain a new level when a child of my blood is conceived. Even then, I only inherit one of the mother's skills, and I cannot choose which one I learn.
Eleris: Oh, that is a rare blessing indeed. Now I understand. Well, we both possess several Arcane skills, so it seems we will be helping each other.
Me: Yes. — I said, bowing my head slightly. — I am just as grateful for your help.
Amaris looked at me with new understanding, piecing the situation together.
Eleris: Oh, stop it. Bearing a child with such immense potential is true happiness for any woman. So, if you don't mind... — she added with a mischievous smile. — We can begin. I will go first, and then Amaris, alright?
Amaris nodded. I deactivated the spell, and we opened our eyes, finding ourselves back in the bedroom.