[Contract Established.]
Na: Thomas Miller
Level: 0
Experience: 0/100
• Mastery: 0
• Synchronization: 0
• Endurance: 1
• Willpower: 2
• Reputation: 0
AVAILABLE FUNCTIONS
Daily Missions: ACTIVE
System Shop: LOCKED
Gacha: LOCKED
Entity Viewer: UNAVAILABLE
Requests: LIMITED
AWAKENING REWARD
Item Obtained: Absolute Concession Coin (UNIQUE)
• Recomnded use: to understand the true scope of the System.
There will be no other.
Thomas frowned as he read through each section, as if seeing a digital screen floating in midair in front of him weren’t strange enough.
’Am I still asleep? But I don’t feel that weird, dreamlike sensation... I don’t know how to explain it. Could this be a lucid dream?’
He stood up and, with all the faith in the world, tried to fly. Nothing happened. Then he tried to pass his fingers through his hand, but there was no reaction either. He grabbed his chin and stared at the blue digital screen in front of him.
’Could this be the power of so ruler forcing us under control and into higher taxes?’
His gray eyes moved down to the section written in yellow letters, strategically decorated with lights and sparkles.
[Item Obtained: Absolute Concession Coin (UNIQUE)]
• Recomnded use: to understand the true scope of the System.
There will be no other.
"Hmm."
He touched the digital screen with his index finger, and a new window opened, accompanied by the sound of a small chi.
[Gift Obtained: Silent Request.]
[An absolute, unilateral request. No operational restrictions. The target obeys without resistance. Once completed, they completely forget what occurred.]
"Sounds... dangerous. And very illegal."
The female voice on the screen, the sound of caras, and dozens of flashing lights caught his attention.
"Our team has also discovered new species of beasts that will allow combat to evolve for all those who love dostication. We found that there are types of animals that possess a kind of... hierarchy and worship among themselves. As if they had their own... gods."
The caras went wild in front of her face. The lights barely allowed her reddish eyes to be seen. Thomas watched Belle closely and, relaxing his gaze, thought:
’She’s so beautiful... I admire her career. I even follow her official account; it amazes how she can be the number one hero in the world and a model at the sa ti.’
He took out his phone and, logging into her official account under the na Belle_Snow, looked at the last photo she had posted before leaving on an expedition. It already had Thomas’s like.
He looked back at the digital screen in front of him.
[Gift Obtained: Silent Request.]
"A request with no restrictions?" he whispered, grabbing his chin. "It doesn’t seem like a joke, and it’s not like I have anything to lose by trying, right?"
He tapped the option to claim it and then to use it. A small chi rang out, and a bright, colorful sphere appeared in front of him. Thomas startled in surprise, grabbing it with both hands. Then white letters appeared on the digital screen.
[Speak your request out loud and state the target’s full na.]
Thomas swallowed. He looked toward the screen, toward the adult woman with black hair.
"Mmm. Well, I don’t have anything to lose by trying. Um. Make the number one hero, Belle Snow, co to my room and... what else could it be?"
’Maybe sothing ridiculous, a request that can’t be twisted and that Belle would never agree to if this were a joke. Sothing she’d never do...’
He looked at Belle’s serene, serious face—a straightforward woman with a strong character, disciplined in her career and completely devoted to her work.
"Make Belle Snow co to my room, kneel in front of , speak to as if I were her master, and answer all my questions while she strokes my hair and lets ..."
His heart raced, and he held his breath for a mont. A very immoral and perverted request flashed through his mind; but with a small touch of morality still left, he softened the thought and asked:
"Let touch her breasts..."
[System Filter. Reviewing...]
[Silent Request Approved.]
• Imdiate relocation: APPROVED
• Symbolic submissive posture: APPROVED
• Contextual obedience language: APPROVED
• Answer questions without resistance: APPROVED
• Physical contact (gestures, proximity, atmosphere): APPROVED
[Silent Request Activated.]
Thomas’s head jerked back by inertia as the shining sphere in his hands vanished. He quickly looked back at the live broadcast, with Belle speaking.
He stood up and focused on the image.
"As I said before, those questions will be answered by them," Belle said. "My job as captain is to set the path and guide the safest route for my won. That’s why we don’t enter the interior of the Abyss..."
Belle suddenly stopped, her gaze going blank. Thomas raised his eyebrows as a female voice said:
"Um, Miss Belle? Is sothing wrong with the microphone?"
Belle lifted her gaze toward the sky and took off at high speed. The caras chased her as she disappeared into the sky. Reporters caused an uproar and kept taking photos nonstop. People stood up, confused. After several seconds, while Thomas felt a knot form in his stomach, a male voice said:
"The hero Belle Snow has suddenly left without saying anything! What just happened?! Are we in danger?!"
The image cut out.
Thomas stumbled back several steps, frightened, as he saw the technical difficulties notice.
"W-what did I do?" he muttered, feeling sweat run down his cheek.
He ran to his window and opened it to look at the sky. He searched in every direction, expecting sothing. The minutes stretched on in his paranoia, repeating to himself that this was all just a joke, until she finally appeared.
From between the clouds, Belle was flying straight toward him. Thomas recoiled in shock, tripped, and fell onto his backside, his back hitting the bed.
"T-tell she’s not coming here... th-this is a joke, right?"
Belle lowered her altitude and, with exact precision, slipped through Thomas’s window. She positioned herself in front of him, a ter off the ground, and, looking down at him with those imposing reddish eyes and a serious expression that seed to judge every particle of his body, Belle spoke in a firm tone that allowed no rebuttal:
"I have arrived, my Master. Did you wish to speak with ?"
She returned to the ground with a calm that seed to last for minutes, and with that sa calm, Belle knelt politely in front of Thomas.
"Ask your questions, Master."
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