The room was quiet, save for the soft rustle of cloth and the faint, glowing chime of the system.
[+0.1]
[+0.1]
[+0.1]
The points ticked upward, one after another, every time I touched her. I couldn't stop staring at the screen—even though I didn't know how many I truly needed to reach the next Layers
Still... I knew it would take a long time.
In this life, my stats were abysmal. Most of them sat at G---, the lowest possible tier. If the system even recognized me as human, it was out of pity.
In my past life, I had barely managed to reach C-Rank within three years—and even that had been seen as legendary. The fastest progression on record
Now? I had only one thing Cloning.and Weapon making
A rare ability that allowed me to divide my efforts across multiple bodies—each able to train, earn, fight, and explore independently. In theory, I could do everything ten times faster. But even that had limits. Clones were fragile. But dependant
Althea—the Goddess of Ice. The woman lying beneath me, flushed, trembling, and bound by divine chains she still didn't understand.
Her power was sealed, and her pride was in ruins. Every time I brushed my fingers along her skin, the system responded with another soft tone, another 0.1 point. Every sound she made... every breath she held back… only pushed me closer to the edge of something new.
And yet, we hadn't crossed any line.
I hadn't taken her. I hadn't forced myself. I had only done what the system required:
pleasure.
But even this was a kind of war.
Althea refused to show weakness. Her gaze was ice itself, cold enough to cut flesh, but her body betrayed her. She was divine, yes—but also incredibly sensitive.
I discovered that her armpits and her feet were her weak spots. It was... unexpected. But undeniable.
The first time I had trailed my lips under her arm, just gently enough to send a ticklish ripple across her nerves, her whole body shuddered. A sharp inhale, then a trembling exhale.
She hadn't meant to react. But she had.
And the system responded:
[+0.3 Critical Stimulation]
Her foot, too—delicate, cold, smooth—twitched violently the moment I massaged her arch and kissed it slowly. Her toes curled, and for a second, she bit her lip so hard I thought she'd draw blood.
"Y-You—!" she hissed.
But I didn't speak. I simply moved with quiet patience, studying her reactions like a scholar reading an ancient text. She was divine. Mysterious. Humiliatingly mortal in this state.
Every touch was recorded. Every sigh rewarded.
[+0.1]
[+0.2]
[+0.3 Critical]
When I finally moved to her chest, cupping her soft curves with the utmost care, I felt her breath catch. She gritted her teeth, forcing down another sound.
Her pride was Torn
But her body…
Her body had never known this kind of contact.
And when I finally found the core of her sensitivity—between her thighs, the delicate place untouched for eons—she arched slightly, just enough for me to know I had found her limit.
I didn't push further. I didn't take her.
I simply used my fingers and lips, gently and methodically, as the night wore on.
And she endured it. Every second.
When I finally pulled her close and licked the edge of her underarm again—just slowly, teasingly, almost reverently—her mouth opened in shock.
"Nnnghh—!"
A soft moan slipped free before she could stop it. Her face twisted in shame and fury, even as her legs trembled slightly.
She glared at me. Disgusted. Ashamed. But truly furious.
She was a goddess—a true deity—brought low by a boy ranked G--- and a system she couldn't even comprehend.
And the worst part? She couldn't stop it. Couldn't stop me.
But I had never harmed her.
I had simply... brought her pleasure.
---
Hours passed. The digital chimes faded into background noise.
When the sun finally started to rise, I lay beside her—exhausted, sweating, and sore. Not from battle, but from patience. My arms still cradled her, and her body, though stiff, hadn't pulled away.
The system's final update read:
[Total Points: 20]
[Objective: Build trust. Stimulate divine pleasure. Progress: 0.1%]
Only 20 points... and i guess I'm making a bit of progress
While she cover her body using The Blanket she purified by her Devine Power her aura was unapproachable
Giving the Room a sensation of coldness i mean Really cold as she looked at me in the eyes daring me too do something Again
i sighed she is still a Goddess should treat her atleast in respect thought now looking at the system
i put it on all Three needed attributes Strength Agility Vitality The other 5 Was in Agility
[Goddess Seducing System]
[Points: 0]
Rank: G-
Strength: G--
Agility: G-
Vitality: G--
Intelligence: G
Goddess Power Unseal Progress: 0.1%
(Increase by pleasuring a Goddess. Gain points for charming, flirting, or 'satisfying' a Goddess in various ways.)
Abilities:
Weapon Maker
Clones
Summon Goddess: 0 [Could get one if host Done some Few qeust that system will give]
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Looking at it i sighed but the effect was significant in my body really significant i felt my body much lighter
And stronger i throw a Punch my Punch is that of a Beginner Pro of Boxing atleast the speed and strength of it
But i first tried summoning a Clone of myself but ultimately failed making me sighed dissapointed
As my Point got sucked away i looked at Althea as she Gulp looking disgusted and Angry again
But the fact she couldn't do anything as a Goddess made her helpless