Damien's eyes slowly fluttered open.
His vision blurred for a moment, the ceiling coming into focus as he blinked lazily.
He felt groggy, heavy, but not in pain. In fact, his body felt… strangely light. Strong. Like something inside him had shifted.
He turned his head slightly to the side—and there she was.
Claire, his mother.
Sitting right beside him on the floor, her fingers nervously locked together in her lap.
Her expression was one of worry, and when she noticed he had woken him, she gasped in relief.
"You're awake…" she muttered, her voice barely above a breath.
Damien blinked at her, slowly processing the words. "Yeah…" he murmured, his voice still slightly hoarse.
Then his eyes narrowed faintly.
His mind drifted back—to the last thing he remembered before passing out.
The strange tabs. The searing pain. The weird voice in his head.
As if it were waiting for that exact moment, a glowing blue notification appeared before his eyes.
[MILF Hunter Physique fully integrated into Host's body.]
Damien stared at it, his brow twitching.
'MILF Hunter… physique?' he thought, his brows furrowing.
He tried sitting up, muscles tensing as he pushed his palms against the mattress—but before he could fully get up, Claire's hand gently pressed against his chest.
"No—don't…" she said, flashing a warm smile at him. "Rest… rest a little more."
Her palm lingered on his chest, soft and warm.
But then something changed.
Her ears turned beet red, and her hand slowly trembled. She pulled it back abruptly, as if realizing too late what she'd done.
Her gaze flicked to his torso again—and she bit her lip lightly.
'His chest…' she thought. 'It's so firm now. So warm… and muscular…'
She didn't understand why the thought even came to her. It wasn't something she should be thinking—was it?
But the more she looked at him, the harder it became to ignore.
His shirt clung to his body like a second skin, the ridges of his abs outlined faintly through the fabric. His collarbone was prominent. His neck, strong and clean.
She gulped, clasping her hands tighter in her lap.
She tried to shake off the indecent thoughts from her mind, reminding herself that Damien was supposed to be her son.
However, they just wouldn't leave.
It was like something about Damien was… pulling her in.
She could barely meet his eyes.
Damien on the other hand, didn't notice the change in her expression, more occupied with what this 'system' was supposed to be.
"I'll be back… I need to get something." Claire muttered, hurriedly standing up before rushing to the door.
Damien watched her as she left, helplessly mesmerised by the large ass jiggling behind her even in clothes.
'No, focus. Focus.' he thought, shaking off the perverted thoughts from his mind and focusing on the matter at hand.
'System?' he muttered, unsure how he was supposed to call up the strange tabs he had seen before.
[MILF Hunting System]
[Status Window] [Skills] [System Shop] [Special Quests]
Damien's eyes widened slightly, staring at the tabs floating before him in awe.
'A system, I really got a system.' he thought, his eyes shining in excitement.
He couldn't help but wonder just what this system could do.
He hadn't been an avid game player or fantasy reader in his past life, but he remembered trying them out in hopes of curing his boredom.
However, nothing had changed, and even while playing the game, he felt he was in the same torturous loop.
But still, he knew what a 'system' was, as he had come across it in many fantasy novels.
The thought had never crossed his mind that something he previously considered fantasy would become reality for him, but the tabs floating before him said otherwise.
'Status window.' he mumbled inwardly, clicking on the floating tab.
The characters vanished, replaced by an entirely different set showing detailed information about him.
[Status Window]
[Name: Damien Cross]
[Class: Unawakened]
[Physique: MILF Hunter]
[Health: 100/100]
[Mana: 200/200]
[Strength: 25]
[Agility: 20]
[Stamina: 40]
[Endurance: 30]
[Perception: 30]
[Charm: 57]
[Intelligence: 45]
[Hunter Points: 0]
"Wow…" Damien muttered. "So this is the gift Eros was talking about?"
He slowly clenched his fist, feeling the power now coursing through his veins.
Back when he fought Brad, his body felt extremely weak.
It was probably because the original body of the Damien in this world had been sickly and malnourished.
That weird weakness placed a lag in him, which was another reason he couldn't follow Brad's speed.
It was also why he had miscalculated when launching that uppercut. Usually, such an attack would hit his opponent, leaving no room for them to dodge.
It wasn't that he was being proud, he was just that confident in his boxing skills.
Though he never really dabbled in martial arts in his past life, he had really vivid memories of him doing so.
He was sure they were from those many 'resets' Eros told him about, which were why every aspect of his life had felt like a do-over.
Nonetheless, it also explained why he was so good at fighting.
'Milf hunting system, that name sure gives me a lot of ideas of what this system could do.' he thought, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint. 'Are you really worthy of such a name? What else can I do with you?'
He swiped away the [Status Window], moving to the [Skills] tab.
[Skills]
[Ability Skills]
[Minor Strength Boost(E-rank)]
[Level: 1]
[Description: Boost your strength by 15% for 30 seconds. Cost: 10 mana, cool-down: 20 seconds.]
[Minor Speed Boost(E-rank)]
[Level: 1]
[Description: Boost your agility by 15% for 30 seconds. Cost: 10 mana, cool-down: 20 seconds.]
[Inspect(C-rank)]
[Level: 1]
[Description: Scan the stats of whatever target you wish. Cost: 30 mana, cool-down: 20 seconds.]
[Charm Skills]
[Lust Fingers(S-rank)]
[Level: 1]
[Description: Even the slightest touch can evoke the deepest, lustful desires within women. Note: Effect greatly boosted against MILFS, or women older than you. Cost: 5 mana, cool-down: none]
[Devil's Whisper(S-rank)]
[Level: 1]
[Description: Plant whatever desire you wish within any target out of your choice. Note: Skill can be blocked or even detected against those with higher intelligence. Cost: 5 mana, cool-down: none]
[Eye of Eros(S-rank)]
[Level: 1]
[Description: You can see the sensitive pleasure points of any woman. Note: Skill can be blocked or even detected against those with higher intelligence. Cost: 10 mana, cool-down: none]