"Fuck, I waited all my life just to get reincarnated and get this fucking system? The lust system? Eww, gross.
Women? Fuck, who would even touch them? I was once a proud Twitter user, I am only good at online meaningless debate, and what are these weird tasks?"
[Ding! It's me the one and only "The Lust system" born from the pure energy of primordial lust, thus, it's my duty to make you the new god of lust. ]
[Enough introduction here are tasks! ]
[Task 1: System senses a newlywed concubine of your father, cuck him, and plant your kid in her womb. Right now he doesn't need women, he needs god. ]
[ Rewards:
- Title: The Secret Family Life Enjoyer
- Cultivation: Holy Saint realm cultivation
- One mystic spiritual art ]
[Task 2: Muhahaha, the system senses your half-brother has a strong peach blooms luck and is destined to get twin maidens, hahaha, cuck him, put the big, fat, long, green hat on his head. Plant your seeds into their womb, assert dominance, and show everyone who is the man of the house. ]
[Reward:
-Title: The Ultimate Rizzler
-Body physique: flower stealing body physique
- One spiritual art technique ]
[ I can sense it... The milf, the fat juicy ass, the big big breasts, found it. ]
[Task 3: The tower master of alchemy Pavillion is a solid royal milf, the concubine of the current emperor. Cuck him. Plant your seed into her womb ]
[Reward:
-Title: The ultimate cock
- Pupils: Lust pupils
- Technique/s: one hundred and ninety-nine ways of back shots ]
[Ah! The aura of reincarnation. The jade virgin body, slim waist, long legs.]
[Task 4: Fuck the reincarnated empress of the immortal world, she is currently the inner disciple of Taichu holy land. Assert dominance. ]
[Rewards:
-Title: The chad among chad, alpha among alpha, The hole penetrator.
-Immortal sword intent.
-Sword heart ]
"WHAT THE FUCK???"
The young man clutched his head, his eyes trembling as he read through the most heinous, most depraved, most uncivilized list of tasks forced upon him.
His hands shook, his body quivered, not from excitement, but from pure disgust.
Eww brother, what's that.
"This has to be a joke... This isn't real. This is just a bad dream. A nightmare!"
He quickly checked his surroundings, hoping he was still in his mother's basement arguing about gender politics on Twitter.
But no. The damp smell of ancient wood, the flickering lanterns, and the jade-inlaid walls screamed cultivation world.
"NOOOO! I AM SUPPOSED TO BE A PROGRESSIVE WARRIOR, NOT A CULTIVATION PERVERT!"
He hyperventilated.
This wasn't what he signed up for.
He had spent years fighting on Twitter, ensuring that every man respected women (despite never speaking to one).
He was supposed to be writing articles on why all men are trash, not becoming the very thing he despised!
He is a self-sufficient man.
Totally independent.
He took a deep breath. "Calm down. Calm down. Maybe I can refuse this. Maybe there's a 'decline' button..."
[Ding! There is no decline button, you dumbfuck. This is your destiny, now stop whining and use your dick to conquer the world]
"FUCK YOU!" he screamed at the air, kicking the ground like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
He read the tasks again, his face turning greener than a cuckold's hat.
Task 1: Cuck your father.
"WHAT KIND OF OEDIPUS SHIT IS THIS?!"
Task 2: Cuck your half-brother.
"OH GOD, THIS IS EVEN WORSE!"
Task 3: Cuck the emperor.
"...Bro, I am going to get executed,"
Task 4: Take the reincarnated empress.
"...WHY IS THIS ONE SOMEHOW THE LEAST TERRIBLE???"
His heart pounded, his vision blurred. Was this karma? Was he paying for all those years of Twitter activism?
To be honest, he likes to create chaos and see the world burn.
Does he really stands for what he writes? Nope, not at all.
Had the universe looked at his long history of virtue-signaling, his 300k follower ratio, his 30 threads on why anime waifus are problematic and said:
"Nah, you're going to be the biggest menace in cultivation history."
Tears welled up in his eyes. He had spent years online, ridiculing "alpha males," mocking "red-pilled idiots," and now... he was destined to become one?!
Was he going to be Andrew Tate of the cultivation world?
He fell to his knees, raising his hands to the sky.
"I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FEMINIST HERO!!!"
[Ding! The first task must be completed within 24 hours. If the host refuses, the system will forcibly castrate the host and transfer to a more willing candidate.
Oh boy... No, no, no, don't get happy too soon. If you even hesitate to make a move, I will turn you into a woman and throw you into the group of horny ogres, bitch.]
"…Huh?"
His breath stopped. His pupils shrank.
A cold chill ran down his spine.
"Wait, wait, WAIT—"
[Ding! Countdown begins: 23 hours, 59 minutes, 59 seconds.]
His Twitter ideology shattered instantly.
"MOTHERFUCKER!!! WHERE IS MY FATHER'S CONCUBINE?!" he shouted.
Hearing his shout, the maid outside the door, who was currently strolling came inside.
"Y-Young Master, are you okay?" she asked pushing the door open.
But, she suddenly tripped, because the floor was wet due to water.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" She screamed.
Zhao Fan, moved forward and tried to catch her.
But his hands... They touched her beasts.
Each hand groping one.
Pew* Pew*
He squeezed them.
Damn, they felt amazing.
Neuron activated.
He could feel his blood boiling.
At this point, he realized why god made men and women, and why they exist.
His belief on god increased.
Those breasts, they were soft, squishy, and comfortable.
Touching them, he could let go of all problems, all tensions.
No depression.
His dark life seems to be filled with light.
Ah, ha, ha, such enjoyment.
This is heaven.
The true meaning of life.
You know what, maybe the cultivation world isn't that bad and tasks aren't that heinous.