In an underground cell. A man was lying naked in a dark room, his body covered in wounds, barely breathing.
"How long would I have to suffer? It's been three whole years."
The memories of the past flashed in front of his eyes. When he first came to this world, he felt like a dream had come true, but not long after, the city was destroyed by the Dawnbrakers. The so-called organisation wanted to spread light in every corner of the world.
When the attack happened, every single person either died on the battlefield or became a prisoner like him. For some reason, all the prisoners have been kept in this place and tortured.
[Mana +1]
A notification flashed in front of the man's eyes, but there was no joy in his eyes because he had been imprisoned here for three whole years; despite having this system, he was unable to escape from this prison.
Yet, he never gave up, always trying, and trying just to get a single to escape from this Darkness.
Open the status panel.
Host: Karl
Species: Human
Mana: 10000/10000
Strength: 2/10
Agility: 2/10
Defence: 2/10
Stamina: 1/10
Physique: 2/10
Extra Points: 128
Talents: Mana regeneration, Mana amplification, Mana growth, Mana burst, Mana corruption.
Skill: Pain tolerance (Advanced-grade), Burn resistance (Basic), Self-healing (Basic).
[Note: Host has lived one more year in hell. It's worth celebrating.]
A Golden Gift bag appeared in front of his eyes, which was invisible to everyone except himself.
Hope it won't be some Mana-related talent.
He opened the gift bag with some hope, and a skill book came out from the gift bag, quickly entering his forehead.
[Skill: Messenger of Underworld]
[Description: Host can use this skill to control undead, but monsters stronger than hosts can't be controlled easily.]
Seeing this skill, a ray of hope had appeared in his eyes for a bit, which quickly faded away after reading the description, with current strength, even a kid could defeat, let alone controlling some undead.
Just when he felt hopeless, footsteps were heard in his cell, and two guards wearing black uniforms dragged his body out of his cell.
What are they planning now? They won't set me free for sure.
They dragged his body through hundreds of metres of dark cells before entering a lift.
When the lift's gates opened, Karl saw light for the first time. Though it was only artificial light, it was still better than living in that dark world.
The guards dragged him into a room, shoving his body within where a group of naked women and men were having a bath together. Most of them were too weak and did not even care about anything else; they long turned into dead wood ready to be carved.
What's going on here? What could they possibly want now?
Thousands question rang in his head, yet he still followed what other doing, cleaning his wounded body. The years of torture had made him much more docile.
After cleaning up, everyone was dragged by the guards into another room, where three people were sitting together, dressed in luxurious clothes.
When all the prisoners walked in, all of them stood there like pieces of art placed for the sales, completely naked.
"Miss Valour, which is of your liking?"
A middle-aged woman asked the woman in her thirties with a smile. She was dressed in a pricy outfit that highlighted her curves perfectly, as her long black hair dropped behind her back like a snake. Her smile was like a seduction spell, as she glanced at these fragile-looking people, almost every single one of them was having a boner.
"Wow, it looks like Lord Nick had taken good care of his slaves."
"Miss Valour, please choose one of your likings? There are still other customers waiting for their turn." The old man replied to the woman's flirtatious tone with a polite smile.
"You have really gotten old, no fun at all," The woman said to the old man and stood up from her chair, walking towards the slaves to see which one was of her liking.
Miss Valour quickly went to the slaves and started touching their private parts, like a little girl playing with her dolls. There was no shame or embarrassment in her eyes.
Slowly, her hands were roaming on Karl's penis, but with his extremely low physical stats, despite his blood rushing towards his lower region, it wasn't hard, like other prisoners, making the woman slightly upset, as she felt like being challenged by this young man.
Fuck, what the hell is she trying to do?
Karl's body was already extremely weak, and this woman's sudden attempt to get him hard overexerted his physical limits.
His head got dizzy, as his body collapsed on the woman directly, and when he opened his eyes again, he found his vision being hindered by a red cloth, as a strange scent filled his nose, making him feel powerless to even lift his head.
At this moment, a sweet voice came into his ears, "How long are you planning stay there?"
Hearing this voice, he turned his head to the side only to see two giant melons watching the woman's face, while this whole time he had been lying on the woman's thighs.
He wanted to stand up, but he was already at the near end of his strength. So, except for lying between her legs, there was nothing he could do.
It can't be that my luck had finally changed, from loser to that of a protagonist.
He thought while snuggling on her thigh, the woman's hand was gently pressed on his head, pushing his head deeper towards her hidden valley. Unfortunately, his view was blocked by a very thin layer of fabric.
He didn't resist; instead tried to get a taste of this woman. After all, serving a beautiful lady like this woman who won't want to.
[Congratulations, Host, for breaking free from the prison]
Suddenly, another gift bag appeared in front of his eyes, while he was drowning between those fat thighs of Lady Valour.
[Skill: Holy Light]
[Description: Host can summon Holy Light to eradicate all the evil spirits and corruption.]
Finally, a good skill.