Chapter 97 - Novice challenge updated
[Congratulations! You have been judged to possess the worst destiny with won]
For so reason, after Miyuki left, Ben rembered that line. It was the first thing the system told him. As he put on his clothes, he couldn’t help but agree with that evaluation now...
A door opened and Fariq exited from the bathroom with a guilty expression. "I disturbed your rendezvous. I apologize man..."
Exhausted, Ben glanced at him. "We talked about this. Didn’t you see the rubber band on the doorknob? You’re supposed to be s.e.xiled!"
Fariq glanced at his feet. "I was on the phone ordering a pizza from Domino’s. I got distracted and wasn’t paying attention..."
Fariq was a sweetheart, so Ben couldn’t stay angry at him for long. Instead, he pointed his bla to the next guilty party in line.
Ben’s eyes turned red. ’Pizza again...I curse you Domino’s! You better hope I die! Otherwise, this vendetta won’t end! If I don’t destroy you, I’ll call you granddaddy!’
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In fact, death wasn’t enough for Ben. He resolved to haunt them even after. ’I hope your clients like their pizza with ghost-inspired tomato sauce!’
Ben was planning to get Insidious on the marinara...
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He still rembered when the milf from the fetish club gave him a fake number of Domino’s before leaving. Since the custor was always right, Ben interpreted that to an Domino’s was always wrong...
Putting his fated enemy aside for the mont, Ben sighed with frustration. ’Fariq just had to co tonight... He’s had so many opportunities for a cliche last second c*ckblock...yet he waited until now... I expected it to happen before, but it never did. I almost forgot it was possible! If they were in my shoes, I imagine the entire world would’ve forgotten... It’s like...he chose the perfect timing for maximum effect!’
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Fariq withdrew sothing from his desk. "Benjamin, I have to go drop off a doc.u.nt to a partner in a group project. If the pizza cos first, please pick it up for . I already paid for it. Sorry again about before..." He then left the apartnt.
When the door slamd shut, Ben refocused on the most pressing matter at hand. He opened his system screen.
00:57:05
00:57:04
00:57:03
When he saw there was less than an hour remaining, Ben started sweating. ’Why is the tir still continuing?’ His face turned pale. ’Don’t tell ...’
He opened his mission screen with dread.
[Novice Welco - Seduce a woman within one month or die]
[Reward: ???]
[Punishnt: Eradication]
Ben began to pant. "System...what is seduce? How did that not count?!?"
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Ben thought the system would ignore him again, but she answered him a mont later.
[Evaluating completion criteria of Novice Welco challenge...]
[Evaluated]
[Penetrative s.e.x with s.e.x.u.a.l organs required for challenge completion]
[Current challenge status is evaluated as incomplete. Novice Welco Challenge is still active]
Ben stopped breathing... Then the system continued.
[Partial completion detected]
[Recalibrating challenge punishnt due to partial completion]
’Oh, thank god...’ Ben released a sigh of relief, holding his chest. He was hopeful. ’Please...remove the eradication punishnt...anything else, just don’t kill ...’
[Challenge punishnt recalibrated]
[Congratulations! Punishnt of eradication has been downgraded]
Ben smiled from ear to ear. He wanted to sing. He wanted to laugh. He wanted to cry!
It was like a sword was removed from his neck!
[Punishnt is now soul evisceration]
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Ben was still frozen in a smile, but the sword was reinserted through his anus...
He wanted to cry. He wanted to cry. He wanted to cry...
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Ben shot up from his bed. "Congratulations my ass! HOW THE F*CK IS THAT BETTER?!?"
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The system clarified.
[If challenge completion remains at the current state, you will be left with a complete corpse]
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Ben’s jaw dropped. "Offering a complete corpse? WHEN HAS ANYONE EVER ACCEPTED THAT?!?"
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He glanced at the challenge clock.
00:54:45
Understanding his challenge wasn’t complete and that it would be a waste of ti debating with the system, Ben grabbed his phone and keys, and sprinted out the door to Miyuki’s room.
A few seconds later...
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Miyuki?!?"
He yelled but no one answered...
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"MIYUKI?!?"
Ben was clenching his fists so hard that his nails dug into his palms...
It seed she wasn’t in her room...so he called her cell. Ben paced in circles as the phone rang.
*Ring* *Ring*
*Ring* *Ring*
*Ring* *Ring*
Nothing...
He called her again...
*Ring* *Ring*
Still nothing...
He texted her...
Again nothing...
00:52:09
That’s when reality started to set in for Ben. ’Am I going to die?’
Large beads of sweat acc.u.mulated on his forehead as he realized his story might not have a cute happy ending like every novel he ever read...
He walked back to his room as his mind raced at 100 miles an hour. ’What should I do?’
Breathing hard, he rembered sothing. ’Wait. I still have a bunch of phone numbers. I should text everyone...Maybe I’ll get lucky...
Arriving back in his dorm room, Ben sat down on his bed in a hurry. He didn’t have ti for a booty call. It needed to be a text and his only hope was getting lucky by sending it out to all the girls’ numbers in his phone.
He lacked the ti to choose who to send it to, but he was fortunate that Antonio recomnded an app to him a while back to mass text girls. Ben tried it before and made a contact sub-list of the girls whose phone numbers he’d acquired. That’s what he would use now.
00:49:52
Ben looked at the countdown and gulped. Beads of sweat trickled down into his eyes and mouth; the salty taste a constant reminder of his terrible predicant.
With shaky hands, he wrote out a text ssage...and pressed send... ’There, now it should’ve sent to all the girls. I just have to wait and hope one bites...’
He indeed sent it to all the won he intended to. However, there was an unfortunate complication. Due to not being very used to the app, and acting under trendous psychological pressure, Ben also sent the text to his entire phonebook...
This was the day when humanity recorded its most desperate booty text of all ti...
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The exact words were, "I need s.e.x now. willing to eat butt. u up?"
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When Ben wrote it, you could say he wasn’t thinking straight...
With the colossal weight of imminent death hanging from his neck, he was more concerned with saving every second than being perfect. So he wasn’t willing to waste too much ti coming up with lots of ssage ideas.
He read sowhere in a pick up blog that lots of s.l.u.tty girls liked to have their butts eaten... Then, he thought that since the most likely to respond was a s.l.u.t...it would be smart to appeal to his clientele...
Ben didn’t know if the trend analysis of increased butt-eating was accurate...but he had nothing more to lose and this was a super long shot from the start. So, he beca a booty texter willing to eat butt...
Soon, the replies started coming in. As multiple text ssage alerts arrived at once, Ben’s eyes lit up, thinking he might have a chance after all... Then he read them.
The first was from Beluga. "Benjamin, I take it you sent this to the wrong person..."
A bad feeling brewed in Ben’s stomach.
The next was from Antonio. "that’s gonna be a hard no from dawg..."
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’Oh dear god, no...’ Ben ford a hypothesis about what occurred here...
His brother Lucas responded next. "knew u were a fag*ot..."
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The last one was from his 70 year old grandmother. Ben gasped. ’Don’t tell I even texted gram-gram...’
"Benjamin Roro, you are a disgrace..."
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"No! Gram-gram..."
With a pallid face, Ben grimaced. ’She’s getting better with the technology stuff...’
It was the worst ti for Gram-gram to update her technical skills...
Yet, Ben lacked ti to appreciate the irony... Once he understood the full extent of his mistake, he wanted to slap himself, but it was pointless because that wasn’t even the bad news. The worse news...was he didn’t receive any more texts...
Staring at his phone, Ben’s heart skipped a beat...
He wouldn’t fret about it though, because soon, his soulless corpse might not need a heart at all...
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