Serelina was in the middle of one of her daily tasks: push-ups. Clad in just a sports bra and gym shorts, her body glistened faintly with sweat as she pushed herself through the routine.
"Forty-three... forty-four... forty-five!" she counted, her voice strained but determined. With the final rep complete, she let herself drop to the floor, her arms trembling slightly from the effort.
"System, show me that quest," Serelina said between panting breaths, her chest rising and falling as she waited for the familiar interface to appear.
[Quest]
Achieve the perfect body befitting the host of the Perverted System. This will not be an instant process, but a long-term journey. The quest will be divided into two parts: the ultimate and the daily tasks.
[Ultimate Objective: Obtain a super sexy body.]
[Daily Objectives]
- Pushups: 45 reps ✓
- Jump Squats: 30 reps ✓
- Cone Drills: 3 minutes ✓
- Jump Rope: 5 minutes ✓
- Stimulate your pussy for 10 minutes every 12 hours ✓
- Massage your breasts for 15 minutes every day ✓
[Note: This plan will progressively get harder as the host trains her body.]
"Finally done for the day," Serelina sighed, grabbing a towel to wipe off the sweat glistening on her skin. The intensity of her workout left her muscles pleasantly aching, a sign of progress she relished.
Reaching out for her tumbler, Serelina took a long sip, the cool liquid soothing her parched throat. She leaned against the wall, letting her body relax as her mind began to wander. A question suddenly popped into her head, breaking the tranquility of the moment.
"Hey, System," she began, her voice thoughtful, "that child definitely saw my pussy, so why didn't I fail the quest? Not that I'm complaining, of course." She was referring to the encounter in the plaza yesterday when the child had nearly caused her to lose the legendary meditation technique. The memory made her stomach churn slightly, even though the situation had resolved in her favor.
[It is because the condition stated in the quest is to discover your depraved predicament. However, that child lacks any concept of depravity. Therefore, by definition, they did not fulfill the requirement to trigger quest failure, Host,] the System's voice replied with a neutral, almost clinical tone.
Serelina blinked, processing the explanation. "Huh... I guess ignorance really is a bliss," she muttered, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. "Good thing kids don't overthink things."
She set her tumbler down, a wave of relief washing over her. That close call could have been disastrous, but luck—or perhaps the System's strict definitions—had been on her side.
"A bath is in order!" she declared with a grin, her voice light and cheerful. She chuckled softly to herself, feeling the tension of the day begin to melt away. Without hesitation, she began stripping off the little clothing she wore, eager to wash away the sweat and exhaustion clinging to her body. The promise of warm water and relaxation was just what she needed to reset.
She paused in front of the mirror, her gaze catching on her reflection.
"Hmm? Is it just me, or did my breasts get bigger?" Serelina murmured, tilting her head as she examined herself closely. The thought nagged at her, the feeling almost certain. Unable to dismiss it, she quickly fetched a tape measure to confirm her suspicions.
Wrapping the tape around herself with precision, she measured carefully and checked the result. Her eyes lit up with excitement.
"It really is! I'm now a C cup!" Serelina exclaimed with delight. She recalled her previous measurements barely reaching D-cup territory. To think she was almost there already, and she had only just begun entering puberty. The realization filled her with a mix of pride and anticipation for what was to come.
She began striking playful poses in front of the mirror, flexing her well-toned and blossoming figure. Her reflection radiated confidence, and she couldn't help but admire the progress she had made.
"Looks like that technique is really damn effective!" Serelina exclaimed with delight, her grin widening. She was referring to the massage technique the System had provided, a method she had been performing religiously every day.
The results were undeniable, and she felt a surge of pride in her commitment and the rewards it brought. "System, you really know your stuff," she added with a satisfied smirk, giving herself one last triumphant flex before turning toward the bath.
[That should be obvious by now, Host,] the System replied, its tone as neutral as ever.
Serelina simply laughed in delight, shrugging off the comment. After a few more moments of posing and admiring her reflection, she decided it was time to move on. With a satisfied sigh, she headed for the bath.
It didn't take long for her to finish. The warm water had worked wonders in soothing her tired muscles, but she was efficient, knowing she had plans waiting for her afterward. Emerging from the bath refreshed and reinvigorated, Serelina came out naked, her mind already buzzing with anticipation for what came next.
She didn't bother putting on any clothes, letting the cool air of her apartment brush against her skin as she sat cross-legged in the middle of her living room. With deliberate care, Serelina unfurled the scroll containing the Chaos Origin Meditation Technique, the ancient script glimmering faintly under the light.
Her eyes scanned the intricate text with great focus, absorbing every detail. Every now and then, she glanced at the Basic Meditation Technique laid beside it for comparison. The contrast was striking—mechanism, process, and output were worlds apart.
"There really is a huge difference, huh?" she muttered, her tone laced with awe. The complexity and potential of the Chaos Origin Meditation Technique left her both excited and slightly apprehensive. It was a challenge, but one she was eager to tackle.
Determined to put the Chaos Origin Meditation Technique into practice, Serelina adjusted her posture slightly, ensuring she was balanced and comfortable. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began reciting the mantra written on the scroll. Her voice was steady, each word resonating with a strange, almost otherworldly cadence.
Suddenly, she felt it—a surge of natural energy flowing into her body like a rushing tide. It was overwhelming yet exhilarating, a raw force that seemed to awaken every cell within her. The sensation was unlike anything she had experienced before, filling her with both power and awe as she continued the meditation, letting the energy integrate with her being.
As Serelina continued to recite the mantra, she suddenly felt a shift, as if she had broken through some invisible barrier within herself. A surge of energy coursed through her, washing away the exhaustion and muscle aches from her earlier exercise.
In their place was a soothing warmth that spread through her body, leaving behind a pleasant, invigorating sensation. Her limbs felt lighter, her mind sharper, and her entire being seemed to hum with newfound vitality. A sudden chime rang out, shattering her concentration as she basked in the newfound sensations within her body.
[New Update on Status Window]
Intrigued by any potential changes, she willed her status window to appear, eager to uncover what new developments it might reveal.
[Host: Serelina Hartwell]
[Age: 10]
[Cultivation: First Stage Mage Apprentice]
[Stats:]
STR: (8) 12
AGI: (7) 9
END: (6) 10
DEX: (7) 8
VIT: (9) 14
Mana: 100
Sexual Appeal: (2) 3
[Remarks: Average child in a magical world, taking her first steps]
[Notes: The values in parentheses represent your previous stats, Host.]
"Huh?" Serelina stood frozen, staring at the status window in disbelief. Her stats had skyrocketed beyond what she could comprehend.
Then, something on the upper part of the status window caught her attention, and her jaw dropped.
"Wait, what?! I've already reached the first stage?!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with shock and confusion.
She vividly recalled the novel. In the story, Serelina had only managed to reach the first stage after two weeks using the rare meditation technique she find, and that was with her acknowledged high talent. But here she was, surpassing that timeline entirely as if defying the logic of the narrative she once knew.
This wasn't just unexpected—it was unprecedented.
Serelina's astonishment lingered as her mind raced with memories from the novel. She recalled the clear hierarchy of power in this magical world, where mages were meticulously ranked:
Mage Apprentice
Magus
Archmagus
Mage King
Mage Emperor
Sovereign Magus
Magus Saint
Each rank was subdivided into nine stages, with progress between stages serving as a testament to a mage's growth and mastery.
Her eyes returned to the glowing status window, the realization sinking in.
"To think I've already breached the first stage of Mage Apprentice so quickly..." Serelina muttered, her voice tinged with both disbelief and awe.
"This must be because of the technique," she concluded, her thoughts settling on the Chaos Origin Meditation Technique, the foundation of her meteoric progress.
Her gaze shifted to the clock beside her, and her brow raised slightly in surprise.
"Huh. It looks like I've been meditating for several hours already," she noted, though she felt neither drowsy nor weary. On the contrary, her body was brimming with vitality, her mind sharper than ever.
"I must let my body adjust first before trying to move up in the ranks," she reasoned, a small chuckle escaping her lips. "After all, with this technique, I have plenty of time."
A warm sense of contentment washed over her as she remembered the overwhelming rush and urgency she once felt. Now, things were different.
"That quest was really worth it," she said softly, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she reflected on the reward that had already begun reshaping her destiny.
"Too energized to sleep, too late to do anything... what should I do now?" Serelina muttered to herself, her fingers drumming lightly on the bed.
Then, as if struck by inspiration, her eyes lit up.
"I should visit Az-Az!" she exclaimed, a spark of excitement in her voice.
Without hesitation, she lay back on the bed, still naked from her earlier meditation, knowing full well that entering her mindscape would render her unconscious.
"Azrael!" she called, her voice filled with eagerness.
As if her words were a trigger, her eyes fluttered shut, and her consciousness faded. Her body remained motionless on the bed, while her mind was pulled into the ethereal expanse of her inner world.