While everyone in the room were contemplating there next course of actions.
Ryan was having a bit of his own problem.
His system… it stopped responding.
'System! Damn it! This can't be happening, not now!'
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He had carefully considered his situation. His mission in this world was simply to conquer the heroines – a task that gnawed at him with unspoken doubts. He'd been led to believe he was on a retribution mission, enduring some form of karmic punishment. Surely, that should entail something more severe than mere "torture"? Conquering these heroines, while undoubtedly difficult, didn't feel like enough of a penance. Was this truly the sole reason he'd been yanked from his own world and deposited in this one? So many questions swirled in his mind, a tangled mess of confusion.
