Chapter 1
"You're fired Alex" my boss said
" GO turn in your ID and leave"
I stood there shell shocked trying to make sense of what just happened.
After working for this shitty company for over seventeen freaking long years, dedicating my whole life.
Yet All I got as my reward was a sack letter.
" B..but sir... please give me a chance, I have a family to feed, I don't...I don't know what I'm going to do without this job"
He sighed like I was annoying him.
" Look I can't help you with all that okay, the company decided to lay off some staff to save money and it's sure as hell not my business that your name happened to fall into that list, so why don't you fuckin man up and go".
"BULLSHIT!, I've been working to the bones for this company, now you just decided to lay me off. I snapped.
Heads turned from their nearby desk, finally staring at me like I was some form of entertainment from their boring job.
That did it.
"Security! Come get him out of here".
Two guards rushed in, roughly holding me down.one reached for My ID and tried yanking it off.
I refused to let go, it was stupid, but that plastic card felt like seventeen years of my life, now someone was peeling it out of my fingers like trash.
After they succeed in yanking off my ID, the two fuckers pushed me out of the front door. Cussing,
" Trash like you should know your place, don't cause a scene"
" Yeah loser, why don't you fuckin go home and cry".
Turning back, walking down the parking lot, my mind felt restless.
How the fuck am I going to do this. I still got to save for my children's future college funds.
Throughout the ride home I felt so down and depressed.
As I got home, unlocking the front door, everywhere seemed quiet. Too quiet
I stood there for a moment, my briefcase hanging loosely from my hand.
Forty five years old, currently unemployed, trying not to break down and cry in my own doorway.
Exhaling slowly.
At least I still have my family. I thought.
I'm sure Emily will tell me it's going to be okay and we'll get through this together.
Stepping inside, taking my shoes off while loosening my tie. My fingers shook but I didn't bother paying it any attention.
Until I heard a faint sound. Not the TV, not footsteps not even the kids playing or stuffs like that.
It sounded like a soft, muffled moans.
"...mmh...right there...yeah!".
My body went still.
Emily.
My feets froze on the bottom step.
Another sound followed, heavier breathing this time and the faint rhythmic creak of the bed upstairs.
The house I bought, the bed I paid for, the room I thought was ours alone
My stomach went cold.
"No…" the word slipped out.
Moving without thinking. Step after step.
My hands brushed the wall as if i needed something solid to stay standing. The air felt heavier the closer I got.
Another moan. Louder this time.
"Faster… don't stop…"
Emily's voice. No mistake. I had listened to that voice fall asleep beside me for over a decade.
A man's voice followed.
Deep but strangely Familiar.
Zack!.
My childhood best friend. The man who had stood beside him at my wedding. The one who said, Brothers forever.
My fingers curled into a fist.
As I reached for the bedroom door.
It was slightly open.
Looking in
The world stopped moving.
Emily was there — naked, flushed, her legs wrapped around Zack's waist like she had rehearsed it for years. Zack moved inside her with ease. His hands held her body like it was something that already belonged to him.
Their faces had no guilt, No panic, Just pleasure.
"Yeah, baby… I'm about to— keep going."
"You like my dick, don't you? Say it."
"Yes… it's better than my useless husband. Harder… harder!"
The words stabbed.
My breath left me in a broken sound.
Something inside my chest cracked.
Not bothering to wait, I slammed the door wide open so hard that it crashed against the wall.
They both jerked in shock.
Zack's eyes widened. Emily gasped and panicked a bit. Sheets tangled. Their Bodies froze.
For one second, nobody moved.
Then, Going straight for Zack.
Years of unspoken frustration, swallowed humiliation, and quiet disappointment detonated at once.
My fists flew without aim or skill — just pain. Just betrayal. Just why?
"YOU—!" .
I swung again and again. Not caring where I was hitting.
I didn't care if it hurt, Zack blocked easily.
after all he was taller and Stronger. A gym-sculpted body against a tired, middle-aged man who had spent years behind a desk. It wasn't a fight. It was a beating waiting to happen.
But I didn't stop.
Shoving and clawing,desperately trying to hit him.
I tried to reach Emily too — not to hit, but to demand answers. The questions fell out of me like broken glass.
"How long?! Emily, how long?!"
"Alex, stop!" Emily shouted, clutching the sheet to cover herself. "Just— stop!"
"HOW LONG?!!!"
Zack grabbed my wrist and pushed me back with ease.
I stumbled and hit the dresser, then came again like a man with nothing left to lose.
Seventeen years of marriage burned behind my eyes.
Then Emily's voice cut through everything.
Flat and finished.
"I've been with him for fifteen years."
The room went silent.
I finally stopped moving.
Just staring at her, like a broken doll.
She didn't look away.
didn't cry.
She didn't even look sorry.
She kept going.
"He is the real father of the kids."
Something in my chest collapsed.
My legs weakened
My throat closed up, the room blurred.
I tried opening my mouth, but nothing came out at first.
"My… kids…?".
"They were never yours to begin with."
Zack didn't deny it.
He didn't need to
He just stood there calm like someone who had already won before the game even started
Emily's tone sharpened.
"And everything's already in my name. House, car, account Everything."
I stared at her like she was a stranger wearing my wife's face.
"You… used me,"
Rolling her eyes.
"Ohh please, Don't be so dramatic. You provided, He satisfied. We were both doing our parts."
My hands trembled
Those words hit harder than any punch.
My heart pounded, hitting my chest again and again.
"You—"
"You filthy… lying… bitch—"
Anger clouding my senses.
not thinking, only hurting.
I raised my hand about to slap her.
About to do something I had never done before in seventeen years of our marriage.
Grabbing my wrist.
"Don't you dare touch her," he growled
I twisted free, about to attack him again.
The vase shattered.
I didn't even notice when Emily pick it up.
Just the impact
Bright pain exploded across my skull. The room jerked sideways.
My knees hit the floor first. Warmth trickled down my neck. Red blurred my vision.
As I struggled to looked up at Emily through the blur.
"Why…?"
It wasn't anger anymore.
It was just… empty.
She didn't answer me.
Their voices faded as my consciousness slipped.
"…Before the kids come home"
"Make it look like he slipped—"
"Don't leave marks—"
Everything went dark
Then a voice spoke in the dark.
A calm, feminine, mechanical tone spoke directly into my mind.
[THE HEAVENLY DESIRE SYSTEM — INITIALIZING]
When I woke up.
Breathing hard
Air crashed back into my lungs
Sitting up fast, noticing that
There was No pain, No blood, No broken vase. No floor beneath my cheek. No voices plotting over my dying body.
Blinking hard.
I murmured confused
"Where… am I?"
Looking around. I noticed the Small room. Old blue curtains. A squeaking ceiling fan tracing lazy circles in the air.
I knew this place
My old college apartment.
A place I hadn't seen in over twenty-four years.
Standing up too fast, I almost fell. But I quickly placed my hands on the wall to steady myself.
"This… isn't possible,"
"... what the hell is going on here?".
Stumbling into the bathroom, I pressed on the light, then stared at the mirror.
A younger man stared back.
No wrinkles.
No gray hair.
No tired eyes.
Just me before everything went wrong
I was twenty one again.
Gulping, I whispered to no one in particular.
"That's… me?."
I leaned a bit closer.
"That's really me. From twenty-four years ago…"
My heart hammered against my ribs. As my mind raced.
I died.
Emily killed me.
They were going to throw my body away.
So why am I here?
What kind of sick joke is this?
Wasn't I supposed to be dead.
My hands gripped the sides of the sink.
"How did I come back?"
The air vibrated.
A soft feminine voice echoed in My head — calm, warm, almost gentle.
[CONGRATULATIONS, HOST.]
[THE HEAVENLY DESIRE SYSTEM HAS BEEN BOUND TO YOU.]
Blue light flooded the mirror.
Panels unfolded in front of my eyes like floating screens.
Taking a step back
"What… what is this?"
"W..what are you?"
[I AM YOUR SYSTEM]
[STATUS WINDOW — OPENING]
Name: Alex Walker
Age: 21
Body Condition: Weak adult male
Charm: Below average
Vitality: Low
Libido: Dormant
Desire Energy: 0
System Rank: F (Locked)
Skills: None unlocked
Titles: None
Quests: Initial Mission pending…
The numbers pulsed softly.
staring at them.
"All of this… is real?"
The voice grew warmer. Almost amused.
[WELCOME BACK TO YOUR PRIME.]
[YOUR FIRST MISSION WILL NOW BE ISSUED.]
A loading bar appeared.
I swallowed as I eagerly watched it climb.
25%
46%
72%
99%
It stopped.
A single line appeared in red letters.
My eyes widening as I read it.
lips parting slowly
voice coming out barely above a whisper.
"…You want me to do… what?"