"Fucking slut, Freya! How dare you humiliate me!"
A young man in his early twenties yelled in fury and frustration as he trudged along a desolate road in the darkness of night, illuminated by the blinking street lights. His wobbling legs and the intoxicated expression gave away his heavily drunken state. He seemed half out of his mind as only swear words came out of his mouth along with the name Freya, again and again.
"I was a stupid jerk to fall for her trickery. I shouldn't have fallen for her, sniff sniff!"
He started to cry as he cleaned his running nose from his sleeve. In the next moment, his melancholy changed into anger in an instant.
"Ah, Freya. Why would you do that? Why did you dump me for that stupid bloke, Jason? Why?!"
Meow!
Suddenly, a black cat came out of nowhere and screeched at him. It's fur bristled, and it's back lifted upwards threateningly as it displayed open hostility to him.
The young man, Carl, looked at the stray cat and laughed self-depreciatingly.
"Huhu, now even a cat on the streets hates me. There is no one who loves. Not my parents, not my brother, hick, and surely not my girlfriend! I hate it!"
He started to cry again, his unstable emotions and mental state making him nauseous as he vomitted out his stomach content on the side of the roadway. He likely would have passed for a homeless person if it weren't for his somewhat neat attire and handsome looks.
"I want to die. I want to die!"
He yelled and yelled. Pouring out his great frustrations and anger. Again, his emotions changed in an instant, and he cursed in regret.
"Fuck. If it's like this, I should have at least lost my virginity to her, even if I have to be forceful. Fucking gold digger! I know you wouldn't have mind it. I was the stupid one to pass up the opportunity."
He lamented and grieved at his past foolish self, who was pure enough to be deceived so easily. His mind twisted because of this betrayal, and evil intentions sprouted in his mind.
"Huh...? What is this, hick, light?"
Suddenly, his body was wrapped in white light, and a circle appeared under his feet. A warm feeling washed over his body, and all his drunkenness flew away, his figure obscured in the intense light.
He disappeared from the world, never to be seen again. Strangely, no news was published about a lost college student named Carl in the coming days.
*****
'What the hell is going on?'
He wondered as he opened his clear eyes to an absurd situation where he found himself standing in the middle of a red carpet. If it was only this much, he would have shrugged it off as a crazy dream, but the creepy feeling of insignificance and helplessness he got as he observed the enormous dark hall with not a soul around him, like he was a tiny ant, was too real to be called a dream.
"Hey Rosari, that human looks too weak. Did we mess it up?"
Suddenly, the luscious voice of a woman entered his ears. The voice was laced with heavy disappointment, but the chirpy and sensual nature of it made it even harder for him to control his soon rapidly beating heart as he looked at the source of that unique voice, which aroused his male instincts. It came from his back, and he turned around to question the owner of the voice.
When he looked though, his mind was blown away. There stood a devilish woman with a haughty air around her. Her lustrous black hairs flowed down to her narrow waist that ends in a purple hue, giving them a somewhat evil look.
Her height was around five and a half feet, and her sharp face, with golden eyes and glossy red lips, exuded a lethal maturity with a hint of mischievous childishness. Her chest was big enough to smother his entire head in it, and her child-bearing hips were just perfect to grab onto and pound them away relentlessly, without stopping for even a second.
But what baffled him, or even frightened him, were the two goat-like horns sticking out of her forehead, which completed the extremely sensual but inherently evil type of charm of her.
He just stood there and looked at her transfixedly, not realizing there was one other bomb of a woman—err, demon was there—until he was broken out of his stupor by a sudden voice.
"No, Your Majesty. It is a success. He looks weak, but since he can resist your suppressed charm without going berserk even at his strength, it means he has received the blessing."
'Fuck. Who are these chicks? Are they cosplaying? Especially that first one, how can she be so sexy? Even that practically nude green chick isn't her match.'
Carl's mind was in turmoil as he barely suppressed his raging emotions to pounce on the two demonesses and fuck them silly. Strange thoughts constantly invaded his mind, but he maintained his reasoning with a strong mental strength he never knew he had in him. Still, even that mental strength was lacking since he couldn't help but pop a boner at the sight of such two sexy and mind-breaking beauties.
"Who are you two? And why are you dressed like that?" He especially directed the last question to the green orcess as he tried to hide his boner from them.
"Hmm, looks like he did not get the overview ingrained into him. The summoning circle is a little incomplete." The black-haired woman said in boredom.
"Looks like it. Shall we educate him, or just extract his blessing and throw him away?" The orcess said some dangerous words. He sensed clear hostility in her voice and shuddered.
'Treating me like some kind of animal.'
His pride, which was already rock bottom, hurt badly. He tried to voice his dissatisfaction but was interrupted as a white ball was thrown his way and struck his temple.
"No need. I will feed him a memory orb."
At that moment, vast amounts of information entered his mind at the same time. He clutched his head in pain as the enormous data forcefully injected into his brain made his brain change in real time.
At the same time, some words began to appear in front of his vision.
[System integration complete. Status is available to view and use.]
[Assimilating with the Memory Orb.]
[1%, 5%, 12%...]
[Your knowledge and mind are expanding.]
[INT+1]
[Your knowledge and mind are expanding.]
[INT+1]
...
..
.
[Assimilation with the Memory Orb is complete.]
[You have gained the Passive Skill ‹Demon Language›]