About the system calling me a "Pornstar" and talking about showing my videos around multiple worlds—I didn't really care.
What mattered was that I finally had a system, something I had only seen in the novels of my previous life and secretly hoped for during the ten years I lived in this world.
There was no way I was going to shy away from it now.
My eyes immediately shifted to the [Videos] section, which was completely empty—obviously nothing had been recorded yet.
So I moved to the next function, the [Shop], neatly divided into four categories: Pills, Crafting Tools, Manuals, and Special Items.
Beside the shop's name, a small tag read Level 1.
"Hmm… does that mean the shop can upgrade as I buy more items?"
I muttered, feeling a spark of excitement.
If the system worked anything like the ones from the novels, then there had to be some progression or expansion mechanic.
While exploring the menu, I noticed a Sell option.
Curious, I tapped it.
The interface instantly shifted, showing my inventory in a clean grid format.
A few items rested inside, mostly rewards from the initial synchronization.
One of them caught my eye immediately—Skin-Hardening Pellet.
"Let's try this first…" I whispered, selecting it cautiously.
[Would you like to sell Skin-Hardening Pellet for 5 system points per pill? Yes/No]
I clicked No immediately.
No way I was selling anything before understanding its value.
I switched over to the Pill section of the shop—and sure enough, the same Skin-Hardening Pellet was listed for 10 system points each.
"Tsk…"
I clicked my tongue.
Typical.
Every game and system in existence loved this kind of scam—buy for 10, sell for 5.
A universal law of unfair trade.
As I scrolled down, more items appeared.
Under the lower-tier section, the familiar three pills—Skin-Hardening Pellet, Bone-Strengthening Pill, and Marrow Cleansing Pill—all priced the same, ten points each.
Then came the mid-tier Tempering Pills:
Bone-Strengthening Pill
Marrow Cleansing Pill
Organ-Nourishing Pill
After that, the high-level tempering pills:
Meridian Opening Pill
Meridian Cleansing Pill
Effect Tempering Pill
My eyes widened slightly as I continued.
Under the "Special Tempering Pills" category, the names grew even more impressive:
Dragonblood Tempering Pill
Heaven's Marrow Pill
Body-Refinement Spirit Pill
And finally, at the very bottom, a small separated section labeled:
[System Exclusive Pills]
Two pills sat there, each one radiating an aura of "absolutely broken" cheat-level mystery:
Enlightened Tempering Pill
Destiny-Reversal Pill
Just reading the names made my heart race.
This system wasn't simple at all.
Basic-tier pills were priced at 10 system points each.
Mid-tier Tempering Pills cost 20 system points, while special-grade pills jumped all the way up to 50 system points.
At the very top, the System-Exclusive Pills sat like treasures on a pedestal, each one demanding an incredible 100 system points.
It wasn't just pills—every other category in the shop followed the same hierarchy.
Tools, techniques, crafting items… all neatly divided into:
Basic
Mid-Tier
High-Tier
Special Grade
System-Exclusive
The prices climbed sharply with each tier.
It felt exactly like a game shop designed to lure the player into grinding forever.
When I finally switched to the Special Items category, my eyes froze.
There were bloodlines—actual bloodlines—available for purchase:
Emberblood Lineage
Drizzleblood Lineage
Flickerblood Lineage
Crumbled Bloodline
Breezeblood Lineage
Each one cost several thousand system points.
I glanced at my balance: 0.
"Tch…"
Still, I kept browsing.
Something else caught my attention—a shimmering icon with a silver border.
[Purification Potion – Removes and neutralizes corruption energy within the body.]
Cost – 20 system points.
The second item nearly made my heart stop:
[Reincarnation Ticket – Upon use, the host will reincarnate with full consciousness into another random world after death.
Cost – 1000 system points]
I blinked.
Stared again.
I can… reincarnate?
Again and again… as long as I have the points?
"R–Really?!"
Excited wasn't even the right word—it felt like the floor under me finally cracked open, revealing an escape tunnel I never knew existed.
A thousand points was terrifying, but absolutely worth it.
If I could get my hands on even one of those tickets, I wouldn't be trapped in this rotting, corrupted world and afraid of the death.
My heart thumped rapidly.
A new kind of hope began to bloom in my chest, pushing back the fear and hopelessness that had been suffocating me for years.
First: Buy the Purification Potion.Ultimate goal: The Reincarnation Ticket.
Once my mind calmed, I suddenly remembered something—something important.
I immediately summoned my Status Panel and scrolled through it again.
Then my eyes froze on one specific line:
Possession: Eriko Yamane (Status)
That one word—Status—was highlighted in red.
I focused on it.
A new panel snapped open instantly.
[Subject Status Window]
Name: Eriko Yamane
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Height: 161.2 cm
Weight: 48.7 kg
Attributes:
Constitution: 8
Soul Energy: 6
Will: 9
Corruption Progress: 37.8%
Corruption Type: Lust
The detailed window floated before me like some clinical medical document, cold and merciless.
The corruption percentage made my stomach tighten.
Even though she sat motionless like an empty doll now… this was still Eriko.
A person.
Someone I knew for years.
And she was already more than one-third corrupted.
"…Damn it."
This world truly was poisoning people from the inside out.
[Ding! Fragment of a Core of Corruption from a foreign entity detected on Eriko Yamane! Extraction and refinement possible. Would you like to proceed? Cost: 100 System Points. Yes/No]
On the status panel, where her image was displayed, a faint red pulsating mark appeared on her neck area, as if the system was waiting for my permission.
"Core fragment of corruption? What the hell is going on?"
I muttered, my brows tightening.
I had no clue what this meant… but one thing was certain: it definitely had something to do with the collar on Eriko's neck.
Only if I have enough—100 system points—would I get the chance to understand what the hell was lodged inside that color.
And what bothered me even more was that her corruption level was ten times higher than mine.
Was that also because of the color?
"I hope she's fine…"
I whispered under my breath.
With that anxious thought, I pressed the confirmation button on the control remote.
I moved closer and kneeled in front of her, my heart hammering as I stared directly into her blank, unfocused eyes.
Slowly—very slowly—life returned to them.
Her lashes trembled, and she blinked in confusion.
"Kiyoshi…?" she murmured, her voice soft and unsure.
Her gaze drifted around the room, puzzled and disoriented, as if she had just woken from a long, dark dream.
I only truly relaxed when she called my name.
Thank God—she seemed to be fine.
But the moment relief washed over me, her eyes shifted to the torn package I had thrown across the hall.
The sight made her expression stiffen as memories rushed back into her mind.
She remembered returning home from school just a few hours earlier.
Instead of being greeted by her parents, she had come face-to-face with two strangers—a man and a woman—who coldly informed her that she had been "selected for the Love Doll Program."
Before she could even understand what that meant, they had forced the collar onto her neck.
She remembered the way her parents stood behind them: jaw clenched, eyes averted, unable… or unwilling… to do anything.
Yes… I was selected for the Love Doll Program…!
The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning, and a violent jolt shot through her entire body.
"...N-Nooo…" she gasped, panic flooding her features.
Instinctively, her hand shot up toward the collar as if to rip it off.
But I quickly caught her wrist, holding her firmly yet gently.
"Eri, hey—calm down," I said softly, trying to steady my voice.
"Don't do anything rash. You're fine… you're safe now."
I guided her trembling hand downward, then slowly reached for the control remote.
"Here," I whispered, showing it to her.
"Look… this is your control."
With a gentle gesture, I placed the remote control into her right hand and gave her a warm, reassuring smile.
"You're fine, Eri… I'm not going to do anything to you," I said softly.
"So don't act impulsively. I know you're scared, but think carefully—if you force the collar or damage the remote, your brain could freeze and your nervous system might be permanently harmed."
I still hadn't released her left hand—the one that had shot toward her collar in panic.
I held it firmly, afraid she might hurt herself if fear took over again.
What I said wasn't a bluff; it was the truth, a publicly known fact about these collars.
She looked at me, then down at the remote trembling lightly in her own hand.
Gradually, a trace of clarity began returning to her eyes.
After a few steady breaths, she gave a small nod.
Then, in a weak voice, she asked while staring directly at me, "I… really became a love doll?"
"Yes."
"You… bought me?"
"Yes."
"And… you're not planning to do anything to me? Really?"
Her voice shook so badly it almost cracked, and her eyes glimmered with tears threatening to spill.
I kept my usual gentle smile, then added a playful curve to it.
"You're holding your own controller, Eri. What could I possibly do to you? But…"
I leaned slightly closer, lowering my tone,
"if you ever wanted something from me… I'd listen. Only if you wanted it. It would be my honor, ma'am, if you ever thought of letting me."
I spoke sincerely, my tone light yet honest.
Seeing that, she let out a shaky breath—then a small, fragile smile blossomed on her lips before tears finally rolled down her cheeks.
"Thank you… Kiyoshi… thank you…" she whispered.