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Jackson sat tired on his bed, frustration could be felt deep in his bones. He had tried his best and yet it was for nothing. He looked up to the mirror showing body that was full of flaws.
Personality was everything his family would tell him yet not a single girl would ask him out. He was about to be 18 for goodness' sake and he hasn't even held hands with a girl yet.
'I'm going to be a loser for the rest of my life.' Jackson thought to himself, as he sighed to himself. Tomorrow was the first day of his Senior year in high school. He wanted to change, be better looking. All the training, diets, they all failed. His body refused to change in the way he wished for it to change.
The ideal body that Jackson had envisioned for himself had never come to fruition and it upset him. Was it that his genes were ass? Was he not pushing himself hard enough? What was it about him that wasn't enough?
These sickening thoughts flared in his mind. Jealously filled his body as he thought of the popular kids who were handsome, good at sports, and had okay grades. Most of all they got a lot of female intention. How he wished that he could be like them.
"As if I can be like them, I'm just a scrawny ugly looking dude." Jackson said to himself, self-hatred could be easily heard in his words.
[You can be just like them]
A voice in his mind that clearly wasn't his shook him. He saw a chat box in front of him floating in the air. It was impossible and he thought that he was going crazy. Systems didn't exist in the real modern day. Only in reincarnations/transmigration novels.
[This is as real as pie. You wanted the chance to be like them, didn't you? I'm here to grant you this wish.]
The voice in his mind was so seductive, almost beckoning him to accept. The idea of him becoming popular was tempting, it was everything that he had ever wanted. Yet there was only one thing that he could be thinking about right now. 'Why me out of everyone in the entire world? I'm sure there's more miserable bastards out there.'
[Consider yourself lucky. The Gods were bored and wanted entertainment. You just happen to be lucky enough to be chosen.]
'Entertainment? I have no real skills; how can I entertain the Gods?'
[Your dating life is almost 0. No, it is at 0. Nothing, the Gods wish to see if you can get yourself a girlfriend before December ends. This is what will entertain them.]
His mind blanked, he had thought that by entertainment, it would be like the myths where the main character would suffer a horrible fate whether death in battle, poisoned, betrayed and etc. However, it was just a simple task, getting a girlfriend in half a year. How hard could it be?
He would just accept the confession of the first girl who confessed to him. That easy, he wasn't picky at all.
[Do you accept?]
Jackson gulped trying to calm his racing heart. This was the chance that he was praying for. If it was real but so far everything had felt incredibly real. 'I-I accept this proposal. I will become the God's plaything and entertainment!' It felt like he had condemned his soul to Hell, but he had chosen this path.
[Very well. Connecting you to the God's Chat]
'Huh? God's Chat? Like a chat room?' He couldn't finish his thoughts as the chat box shifted into a larger one. The title of it being, "Bored and Horny. HMU" it was the title of the group chat? Freaky ahh title.
L God: Oh, the mortal actually accepted. LET'S GO! I cannot believe so many mortals thought this was a drug induced dream...Well, a lot of the mortals chosen were indeed on drugs.
Most Beautiful: Hush you, he can see our messages right now. Can't break the idea that he wasn't the lucky chosen one of the Gods.
Jackson saw the text messages and had a deadpanned expression realizing that he actually wasn't the lucky winner but rather someone crazy enough not to believe this was all a dream and actually agree to the proposal.
He noticed that he could now type on the group chat and decided to give it a shot. This was his chance to talk to real Gods if this was all true.
Jackson: Are you guys' actually real Gods? This isn't a prank, right?
L God: What else are we meant to be? Gnomes? Brother who else could create a weird text box in front of you. Another mortal?
Most Beautiful: Fufufufu, this mortal is a little funny. A shame the others are still busy or being too prideful in joining this spectacle.
L God: Shush you whore God. Dude isn't even that funny.
Clearly someone here was jealous.
Jackson: So, what am I meant to do? Just get a girlfriend and that's it.
Most Beautiful: Yes, that is all, cute little mortal. Get a girlfriend before the year ends. Should be easy since you have an expert of love, that being me.
L God: Don't just a get a girlfriend, fuck the living shit out of her. Give her unforgettable experiences man. Once she bores you, leave her and get a new one.
'Now how am I meant to do that?' Jackson thought to himself knowing that he wasn't a handsome man nor an interesting one. He was below average and that was it.
L God: Man, that reminds me of how I got this bit- ahem this other Goddess pregnant. I didn't intend to and I ain't want no baby. So, I did what you mortals say go get the milk. Never looked back and I don't regret a thing.
Jackson: Okayyyy. Moving past that, how am I going to get a girlfriend much less get laid. I am ugly.
Most Beautiful: Oh? Has the System not told you yet? You get one single wish. You can wish to make yourself a woman attractor with hormone inducers all over your body. Anything.
The thought of making woman horny for him through hormones spooked Jackson. He was a person that wanted a girlfriend, but he would never stoop that low. The love that a woman would feel for him would big, huge but ultimately it would be fake in some kind of way, like he cheated.
[Have you decided on a wish?]
Jackson nodded and could tell that the two Gods were excited. He typed his wish down...And the world became a blinding light.
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I wanted to do an original story, let's see how it goes.