So I'm just chilling on my couch, right? Phone in hand, pizza box right next to me, scrolling through some trashy web novel about overpowered protagonists and their harems.
Then BOOM—suddenly I'm standing completely naked in what looks like some fancy-ass medieval bathroom. No warning, no magic portal shit, nothing. Just me, birthday suit and all, in a whole different world.
"What the fuck?" I spin around trying to figure out where I am. This bathroom is insane—marble and gold everywhere with a tub you could swim laps in. Fancy oils and perfumes all over the shelves, and it smells like flowers and rich people.
That's when I realize something's seriously wrong. These aren't my hands. These definitely aren't my abs—since when do I have abs?
And holy shit, this is NOT my dick. I'm staring down at my new equipment completely shocked but, not gonna lie, kinda impressed too.
Whoever's body I've taken over was seriously packing. Previous dude was blessed, and now I'm the one benefiting.
I catch my reflection in this polished metal mirror on the wall. Dark hair, piercing blue eyes, jaw that could cut glass—basically I look like one of those guys on romance novel covers. Athletic build, broad shoulders, perfect proportions. It's like I got upgraded from economy to first class in the body department.
"It's really funny how I got transported naked to what looks like a noble's bathroom," I mutter, running my hands over this impossibly perfect physique. "Like how and why am I even in this fool's body?"
That's when it happens.
Suddenly, translucent blue text appears in my vision like some kind of augmented reality display:
DOMINATION SYSTEM ACTIVATED Welcome, Marcus Blackthorne PreviousIdentity: Earth Marketing Executive CurrentIdentity: Minor Noble, Kingdom of Astoria
Designation: FINAL BOSS CANDIDATE
[CURRENT RESOURCES]
◊ Corruption Points: 272 CP (Significant gains from trial manipulation)
◊ Vital Essence: 0 VE (No intimate encounters yet)
◊ Influence Tokens: 110 IT (Major political maneuvering success)
```
CORE ATTRIBUTES
```
◊ Domination: 12/20 Authority challenge
◊ Seduction: 15/20 Natural magnetism enhanced
◊ Vitality: 12/20 Enhanced physical presence
◊ Intellect: 18/20 Strategic manipulation excellence
◊ Charisma: 17/20 Mass influence demonstrated
◊ Corruption: 8/20 Moral boundary erosion begun
◊ Energy Control: 6/20
◊ Subtlety: 9/20
......
[UNLOCKED POWERS]
[ANALYZE] (Active): Reveals psychological profiles and vulnerabilities
- Usage: Unlimited with focus requirement
- Range: Visual contact required
- Effectiveness: 85% accuracy on nobles, varies by target power level
[SUBTLE INFLUENCE] (Active): Plants suggestions and enhances persuasion
- Usage: 3-5 times per scene before mental fatigue
- Range: Conversational distance + crowd projection
[ENHANCED ATTRACTION] (Passive): Supernatural magnetism and presence
- Effect: Constant low-level arousal in susceptible targets
- Range: 30-foot radius for full effect
- Note: Affects both men and women, causes nervous behavior in guards
[WEAKNESS SENSE] (Active): Identifies emotional and psychological vulnerabilities
[INTIMIDATING PRESENCE] (Passive): Commands respect and nervous attention
TUTORIAL QUEST INITIATED
Objective: SurviveInitialCrisisReward: FullSystem Interface Unlock
```
"What the actual fuck?" I whisper, blinking hard to see if the text disappears. It doesn't. This is like every isekai story I've ever read, except instead of being the hero, apparently I'm the bad guy.
Another window pops up:
```
[ ANALYSIS: You have been transported to fulfill the role of the ultimate antagonist in this world's narrative. Your predecessor's body was prepared for this purpose.
Success will grant unlimited power and pleasure.
Failure will result in permanent death. Warning: Crisis imminent. Prepare for first encounter.]
```
"Finalbosscandidate?" I laugh, which sounds different in this deeper voice. "Well, I always said I wanted to be in charge."
Before I can process this insanity further, the door swings open. This woman walks in and freezes when she sees me standing there in all my naked glory.
Instantly, another system window appears:
```
[ANALYZE] - Level 2 Result
Name: Lady Vivienne Ravencrest
Age: 34
Position: Duke's Wife, Court Social Influencer
Current State: Shocked, Attracted, Conflicted
Threat Level: Low
Corruption Potential: Very High
Note: Loveless marriage. Sexually frustrated. Prime target.
```
Holy shit. The system is real, and it's reading this woman like an open book.
She's gorgeous—definitely mid-thirties, auburn hair partially pinned up in an elegant style, and features that scream nobility. Her silk robe hugs curves that put her firmly in MILF territory. Most importantly, according to this supernatural cheat system, she's apparently perfect corruption material.
For a long moment, we just stare at each other. Her eyes drift down south, and I swear they get wider. There's something in her expression—not just shock, but hunger. Like she's seeing something she's wanted but never experienced.
I feel a strange energy radiating from this body, some kind of supernatural magnetism that makes the air itself feel charged. Her pupils dilate slightly, and I watch her lips part as she takes a shaky breath.
Then reality kicks in, and she switches to outrage mode, though I catch the slight tremor in her voice.
"GUARDS!" she screams, clutching her robe tighter, though her cheeks are flushed red. "INTRUDER IN MY CHAMBERS!"
A new system notification appears:
```
[ENHANCED ATTRACTION] - Passive Ability Activated
Target showing initial corruption signs
Corruption Progress: 0% > 8%
+10 Corruption Points Earned
```
"Wait, wait!" I hold up my hands, suddenly very aware that I've got nothing to cover myself with, but also realizing that might not be entirely bad given her reaction. "Lady Vivienne, I can explain! Actually, I can't explain shit, but I'm just as confused as you are!"
Her name rolls off my tongue with perfect pronunciation, and she blinks in surprise. "How do you know my—"
"I can explain everything," I say, my voice carrying a strange authority that definitely wasn't there before.
This body has some serious presence. "But not with guards bursting in. Give me two minutes, and I swear on my honor as a gentleman, you'll understand."
For a second, she actually considers it. I can see the internal war playing out on her face—proper noble lady versus curious woman who just got the shock of her life in the best possible way.
But then I hear heavy footsteps, and the door bursts open. Three dudes in actual medieval armor charge in with swords drawn, looking like they walked straight out of a Renaissance fair.
"Lady Vivienne, stand back!" the lead guard shouts, a big guy with a wild beard and rotting teeth.
"Seize him!" Vivienne orders, though her voice wavers and she can't seem to stop glancing at my body.
"Look, there's been a mistake," I try while they advance. "I just got here! Different world! Different body! And can I just say, your wife has excellent taste in—"
The biggest guard smacks something hard against the back of my head, and everything goes dark.
---
I wake up with my head pounding, but surprisingly not as bad as it should after getting knocked out. Opening my eyes, I find myself in what's basically a medieval county jail cell. Stone walls with suspicious stains, straw on the floor, iron bars, and a wooden bucket in the corner that I'm pretty sure is the toilet.
At least I'm not naked anymore—though these clothes barely count. Rough fabric tunic and pants that smell like they've been worn by multiple dudes who've never heard of deodorant.
The system interface flickers back to life:
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STATUS UPDATE
Health: 95% (Enhanced Recovery Active)
Location: Ravencrest Dungeon
Time Until Trial: 6 Hours
Current Threat Level: High
TUTORIAL CONTINUES
New Abilities Available for Crisis Management.
``