No, why do you fail me now, body? Why now? After I got dressed and left... right as I reach the door, you fail me. What's with this delayed reaction? How horribly late it hits me.
Oh, those slender legs, I felt those. Wait, I get it's Murim, but was that even consensual? This place sucks; it's rubbing off on me. That was sexual harassment.
No, no, that's not the problem. It's me, it's... this body, it's not normal. That has to be it. There is no way I am unable to suppress my emotions and feelings. I'm not human; something is definitely off. And not just with me... her as well.
"Yo, system. What's wrong with me?"
"Reply, bastard. You know what's up."
"This is not an urge like normal people have... this shell... It's screaming at me. It's telling me it will wither and die if its demands are not met."
I feel weak; it's nauseating... I can't muster the strength to get off the ground. Something's very wrong.
