bignt
Trigger warning: This chap contains the depiction of drugs and attempted suicide.
After walking away from the monster's direction, I wandered the night-clubbing streets.
I saw party-going men and women going around, some drunk and some playing games on the street, unaware that a monster was two miles away.
Honestly, that monster gave me pressure. I decided to stay away from my apartment for tonight.
However, now I got a problem.
"Where should I crash?" - I muttered.
Honestly, I was reluctant to stay outside all night.
"Should I reality travel? No... I didn't complete my objective yet." - I muttered.
My objective was to mark a Zealot here.
After I increased my compatibility and upgraded the spell, the Mark of Zeal spell got off cooldown.
I want a Zealot to help me run my stock operation and become my living piggy bank.
It might sound evil, but the Zealot is getting a good deal, especially since I plan to evolve them through the standard evolution.
"Hm... it might be a good chance. Arly." - I said.
[Yes, Iver?] - Arly asked.
"Is there any rich scum nearby?" - I asked.
Arly already had all their phones hacked and planted with tracking viruses. Even if their GPS is turned off, she can follow them.
[Yes, Iver. Among my 781 search results, there are 79 in a 1-mile radius. 44 are men, and 35 are women.]
During this time, Arly found more results, some not showing in the police database.
Now, the question was, who should I target?
"Getting a male to be my henchman is good, but it would look strange if he gives me things. On the other hand, having a woman be my so-called girlfriend can justify things... Hah... Now I somehow feel like my shitty dad. Though, I guess I am not being a freeloader, giving them the money I will take and even evolving them."
With that thought in mind, I spoke.
"Find me the richest woman out partying, ideally a graduate student studying finance or economics." - I said.
I wasn't going to break into a house, mind you.
[Welp, there is only one search result for that. Her name is Tess Hudson. Check your phone.] - Arly said.
Doing as told, I opened my phone and checked.
I saw the picture of a tall brunette with a half-blistered face, missing some hair due to marks, and an obese figure with enormous assets. Without heavy makeup on, I would rank her at the monster level. The only part of her I found beautiful was her azure eyes.
And, funnily enough, I knew her... intimately...
"Isn't that the girl I banged when I got drunk?" - I had a weird look.
[Holy shit! How did that happen?!] - Arly asked, startled.
"Hah..." - I looked up at the sky, reminiscing.
"Yeah, it was a few months ago. In a drunk-ass state, I got challenged to hit on this girl, who was equally as drunk-ass as me."
"And after having drunk sex and losing our V-cards, after I rejected becoming her boyfriend, partially because I didn't even know her, we decided to keep quiet about this and go our separate ways. I only got to know she was called Tess."
"The End."
[Eh... Seriously? So your first time was with...] - Arly said weirdly.
"Yeah, with the she-monster. Not at all proud of it, I tell you. Taught me not to drink too much."
I then sighed and shook my head.
"Anyways, she was rich? And why is she on the scum list?" - I asked.
[Yeah, she is rich, alright, 4th on the entire list. She is a self-made millionaire worth $17m in liquid assets, all from buying and selling stocks. As for why she is on the list... Eh...] - Arly started hesitating.
"What?" - I raised an eyebrow.
[She is suicidal and started taking drugs... I hacked her consulting blogs, search history on drug use, and how to commit suicide...] - She hesitantly said.
"I can probably guess half of the reason, but why?" - I asked warily.
[Eh... I... Er... Besides her being disfigured and overweight... and being bullied a lot... And not having any friends... the only guy that ever hit on her without knowing her net worth rejected becoming her boyfriend after taking her virginity, so she decided that her life was meaningless and wanted to commit suicide... Awkward...]
"... Son of a... Now I feel like a shallow jerk..." - My face scrunched.
I felt like crying. Although I am not the primary cause, I gave her the final push...
I pushed the girl that took my V-card into going suicidal... even if she is an already suicidal ugly fat chick.
"Show me where she is!" - I ordered.
[Done.]
The screen then switched to a map with a marker and direction. She was a mile away, a few minutes run.
Without wasting a moment, I ran at an Olympic speed. It was my casual running speed, by the way. As an Ascended close to peak body, my running speed was off the charts.
A few minutes later, I arrived at where the marker pointed.
And then I saw a familiar round figure, stumbling with each step forward. Her fat jiggled as she moved, and her massive fat was hard to miss.
"Ah, shit. She's either drunk or drugged up." - I muttered and jogged over.
"Tess! Tess!" - I called.
The figure slowly stopped, numbly turning around.
I then saw her massive head-sized jugs swaying along with her bloated belly. Her pus-filled face, which could deter even men of steel, looked at me, confused.
"Who...?" - She numbly asked.
Her eyes were unfocused, and I saw red puncture wounds and cut scars and scabs on her arm.
"FUCK!!!"
Now I felt even more guilty.
"Tess, it's me! Iver." - I said, finally reaching her.
"I...Ver...?" - Tess repeated, her eyes gaining a hint of clarity.
"Oh... it's you... A-Are you here t-to mock me too?" - She asked while swaying.
"No, Tess. I saw you in bad shape and wanted to bring you home." - I said.
"I-I'm fine... I c-can go b-back home myself..." - Tess argued, swaying more.
"Come on, Tess. You are clearly in bad shape. Where do you live? We'll get a taxi if needed." - I insisted.
"Ah shaid I ahm." - She repeated, starting to slur.
"Arly, where does she live?" - I asked.
[She lives just 550m away. I'll mark it.]
"Alright. Cmon, Tess. Let's bring you home." - I said and supported her from the side.
She stank as if not having washed herself for days, but I endured it.
"... Fhine..." - She finally yielded.
And then I walked the wasted mess back to her home.
After ten minutes of slow walking, I somehow managed to drag her to her home. It was an expensive home with a view of the marina, likely costing 3-4 million.
"Damn, she's loaded..." - I thought.
"Do you have keys?" - I asked.
"Yesh..." - She searched her pocket and took out a key, shakily trying to insert it but epically failing.
"Okay, give it to me." - I snatched the key and opened the door.
A putrid stench hit my nose as I opened the lights and saw the interior... which can only be described as a hobo dumpster.
Furniture overturned, broken mirrors, broken tv screens, garbage bags piled up, syringes and pill bottles everywhere...
A chill ran down my spine.
"This is horrible! If I didn't come, she might have died from an overdose in her house without anyone knowing!"
"Behd..." - Tess mumbled.
Nodding, I took her to her bedroom, where I saw clothes strewn everywhere on a messy bed.
After opening the lights and ensuring it was clean of syringes, I placed the woman on the bed.
"...Ver ... wha hep...? (Iver, why help?)." - She slurred.
"I can't leave you like this." - I replied.
I felt partly responsible for her situation, so helping her was right.
"Ah whana... die... nhoboshy... whantsh me... (I wanna die. Nobody wants me.)." - She slurred, tears welling in her eyes.
"What about your parents and siblings? Don't you have any?" - I asked.
"Dehd... Faya... resht... whant money... (Dead, fire. Rest want money.)." - She said.
"... Hang on a minute, I'm going to make a call." - I walked to the room entrance.
"Arly, what is her situation? Why is her face like this?" - I asked.
[Her situation is a sad one. She is an only child to wealthy parents. When she was ten, her house burned, and her parents were caught in the fire, while she suffered heavy facial burns. She then had skin grafting, but after two years, her body started rejecting it, causing it to blister. As for the rest of her family, they mistreated her while taking parts of her inheritance under the guise of guardianship. By the time she was an adult, only a third of it was intact.]
[As for her life, she home-schooled herself, becoming an A student. And she later got special admission to self-school her bachelor's diploma. Oh, and she played with stocks since she became an adult. From her left-over $1m, she earned around $25m after taxes. She bought this house by herself.]
[As for her obesity, it is a combination of stress eating, lack of exercise, and genetic tendencies.]
"..."
For once in my life, I felt my situation was fortunate. At least I had a loving great-grandfather and sister and looked average.
This woman's situation, on the other hand, is at the bottom. Although rich, she is an ugly orphan with a horrible side family.
While I was thinking that.
Rattle* Rattle* Rattle*
"Gh... Gag..."
I heard noises from the bed. When I turned over, I saw her having a seizure.
"Shit!" - I ran over to her.
Without thinking about the consequences, I activated sanitization on her, targeting the drugs and filth in her system.
After a minute, she stabilized, but her breathing was shallow.
She winced before opening her eyes, now clearer than before.
"Water... Please..." - She requested with parched lips.
I didn't speak. I extended my hand, and a water bottle appeared. She saw that.
"H-How?" - She asked, confused.
"Sh... Just drink." - I said and supported her head for her to drink.
After gulping, her situation improved a bit, and so did her thinking.
"Iver, what is going on? I should be drugged up by now, and you made a water bottle appear out of thin air... am I dreaming?" - She asked, her azure eyes confused.
"No, you are not. I removed the drugs from your system and made the water bottle appear." - I admitted.
And then, with my right hand, I willed black flames to emerge via sanitization(It was purely for show), and from my left hand, I made a snack bar appear.
"W-Wha... I must be tripping balls... Ugh... My head..." - She rubbed her head with her sausage fingers.
"I'll help you with that." - I said and reached my hand to her head.
"H-Hey, get your hand off—"
"Touch of the True Sun."
Black flames covered her head.
"—Me!... Oh... Comfy..." - She closed her eyes.
What first was resistance got turned into content.
After ten seconds, I removed my hand from her, and a smile appeared on my face.
"You look much better without those blisters." - I remarked.
Yes. I removed her facial flaws. Her face got healed to what it should have been.
Although she was still obese, at least she wasn't that bad to look at anymore.
"Hah...? Blisters...?" - She repeated, not understanding.
"Well, I should show it to you." - I said and took out my phone.
"Wait! Don't take photos of me!" - She hurriedly covered her face.
"Calm down. I only want to show you your new face." - I smiled and opened the face camera.
I then handed the phone to her.
Hesitantly, she looked over, only to be stunned.
She covered her mouth, her eyes watering with emotion.
"I-Is this... Me?" - She muttered while looking at herself.
From looking like a female monster, she now looked like an obese woman.
It might not sound like much, but it was a lot. It was a life-changing thing.
"I... I must be dreaming..." - She muttered.
"You are not dreaming, Tess." - I said.
After a short deliberation, I changed my appearance into my godly self, revealing a hint of my divinity to her.
"Iver... Why do you look like a kinky goth model?" - She asked weirdly.
"..."
"I can't argue with that..."
"Tess, I am the incarnation of a god. And I healed you." - I said solemnly.
"Now I must be dreaming..." - She rubbed her eyes.
"You are not. We are both very much awake." - I told her.
Tess carefully parted her fingers, glimpsing at me.
"... Then, why did you help me?" - Tess asked warily.
"I won't lie to you. I found you worthy and wish to make a bargain. Will you become my high priestess?" - I asked bluntly.
"W-Why me? I am just a fat and ugly loner..." - She mumbled insecurely.
"Looks can change. The heart and mind, not so much. I give you this lifetime opportunity. Serve me, and I'll grant you what your heart truly desires." - I replied.
"... Can you become my boyfriend?" - She asked slyly.
Now I was stunned. I expected her to ask me to make her thin. But she asked me this...
Taking a deep breath, I gave my answer.
"Sure." - I smiled back.
For the first time in my life, I had a girlfriend. Yeah, she was a fat Tess, but a girlfriend nonetheless. Although looks and the such are great and all, I prefer an ugly nice girlfriend than a beautiful witch.
Of course, I would also prefer getting laid with a hot witch over an ugly nice girl, but that is another matter.
"Haha... Then I will serve you from the bottom of my heart, my charming boyfriend." - She laughed and swore, her voice somewhat sweet.
"Are you sure? There is no going back once you do. It is a lifetime commitment." - I said.
"If it weren't for you, I would die sooner or later like a dog. I am ready" - She smiled whole-heartedly.
"Hm. Then don't reject my gift. It would only last for a moment." - I extended my hand to her forehead.
This time, she didn't reject me, closing her eyes as my hand touched her forehead.
Taking a deep breath, I activated my power.
"Mark of Zeal."
I then felt my energy enter her mind. Unlike with the Minion, I felt no resistance. Even acceptance. She wanted this.
After but a second, because of the overwhelming difference in mental power, the mark was complete. I felt the connection between us.
After removing my hand, Tess opened her Azure eyes and looked at me.
They held a mixture of reverence and love.
"Should I call you Honey or My God?" - She asked sweetly.
"Please, just call me Iver..." - I smiled warily.
And that was how I got my first girlfriend and first willing Zealot.
bignt
Trigger warning: This chap contains the depiction of drugs and attempted suicide.
After walking away from the monster's direction, I wandered the night-clubbing streets.
I saw party-going men and women going around, some drunk and some playing games on the street, unaware that a monster was two miles away.
Honestly, that monster gave me pressure. I decided to stay away from my apartment for tonight.
However, now I got a problem.
"Where should I crash?" - I muttered.
Honestly, I was reluctant to stay outside all night.
"Should I reality travel? No... I didn't complete my objective yet." - I muttered.
My objective was to mark a Zealot here.
After I increased my compatibility and upgraded the spell, the Mark of Zeal spell got off cooldown.
I want a Zealot to help me run my stock operation and become my living piggy bank.
It might sound evil, but the Zealot is getting a good deal, especially since I plan to evolve them through the standard evolution.
"Hm... it might be a good chance. Arly." - I said.
[Yes, Iver?] - Arly asked.
"Is there any rich scum nearby?" - I asked.
Arly already had all their phones hacked and planted with tracking viruses. Even if their GPS is turned off, she can follow them.
[Yes, Iver. Among my 781 search results, there are 79 in a 1-mile radius. 44 are men, and 35 are women.]
During this time, Arly found more results, some not showing in the police database.
Now, the question was, who should I target?
"Getting a male to be my henchman is good, but it would look strange if he gives me things. On the other hand, having a woman be my so-called girlfriend can justify things... Hah... Now I somehow feel like my shitty dad. Though, I guess I am not being a freeloader, giving them the money I will take and even evolving them."
With that thought in mind, I spoke.
"Find me the richest woman out partying, ideally a graduate student studying finance or economics." - I said.
I wasn't going to break into a house, mind you.
[Welp, there is only one search result for that. Her name is Tess Hudson. Check your phone.] - Arly said.
Doing as told, I opened my phone and checked.
I saw the picture of a tall brunette with a half-blistered face, missing some hair due to marks, and an obese figure with enormous assets. Without heavy makeup on, I would rank her at the monster level. The only part of her I found beautiful was her azure eyes.
And, funnily enough, I knew her... intimately...
"Isn't that the girl I banged when I got drunk?" - I had a weird look.
[Holy shit! How did that happen?!] - Arly asked, startled.
"Hah..." - I looked up at the sky, reminiscing.
"Yeah, it was a few months ago. In a drunk-ass state, I got challenged to hit on this girl, who was equally as drunk-ass as me."
"And after having drunk sex and losing our V-cards, after I rejected becoming her boyfriend, partially because I didn't even know her, we decided to keep quiet about this and go our separate ways. I only got to know she was called Tess."
"The End."
[Eh... Seriously? So your first time was with...] - Arly said weirdly.
"Yeah, with the she-monster. Not at all proud of it, I tell you. Taught me not to drink too much."
I then sighed and shook my head.
"Anyways, she was rich? And why is she on the scum list?" - I asked.
[Yeah, she is rich, alright, 4th on the entire list. She is a self-made millionaire worth $17m in liquid assets, all from buying and selling stocks. As for why she is on the list... Eh...] - Arly started hesitating.
"What?" - I raised an eyebrow.
[She is suicidal and started taking drugs... I hacked her consulting blogs, search history on drug use, and how to commit suicide...] - She hesitantly said.
"I can probably guess half of the reason, but why?" - I asked warily.
[Eh... I... Er... Besides her being disfigured and overweight... and being bullied a lot... And not having any friends... the only guy that ever hit on her without knowing her net worth rejected becoming her boyfriend after taking her virginity, so she decided that her life was meaningless and wanted to commit suicide... Awkward...]
"... Son of a... Now I feel like a shallow jerk..." - My face scrunched.
I felt like crying. Although I am not the primary cause, I gave her the final push...
I pushed the girl that took my V-card into going suicidal... even if she is an already suicidal ugly fat chick.
"Show me where she is!" - I ordered.
[Done.]
The screen then switched to a map with a marker and direction. She was a mile away, a few minutes run.
Without wasting a moment, I ran at an Olympic speed. It was my casual running speed, by the way. As an Ascended close to peak body, my running speed was off the charts.
A few minutes later, I arrived at where the marker pointed.
And then I saw a familiar round figure, stumbling with each step forward. Her fat jiggled as she moved, and her massive fat was hard to miss.
"Ah, shit. She's either drunk or drugged up." - I muttered and jogged over.
"Tess! Tess!" - I called.
The figure slowly stopped, numbly turning around.
I then saw her massive head-sized jugs swaying along with her bloated belly. Her pus-filled face, which could deter even men of steel, looked at me, confused.
"Who...?" - She numbly asked.
Her eyes were unfocused, and I saw red puncture wounds and cut scars and scabs on her arm.
"FUCK!!!"
Now I felt even more guilty.
"Tess, it's me! Iver." - I said, finally reaching her.
"I...Ver...?" - Tess repeated, her eyes gaining a hint of clarity.
"Oh... it's you... A-Are you here t-to mock me too?" - She asked while swaying.
"No, Tess. I saw you in bad shape and wanted to bring you home." - I said.
"I-I'm fine... I c-can go b-back home myself..." - Tess argued, swaying more.
"Come on, Tess. You are clearly in bad shape. Where do you live? We'll get a taxi if needed." - I insisted.
"Ah shaid I ahm." - She repeated, starting to slur.
"Arly, where does she live?" - I asked.
[She lives just 550m away. I'll mark it.]
"Alright. Cmon, Tess. Let's bring you home." - I said and supported her from the side.
She stank as if not having washed herself for days, but I endured it.
"... Fhine..." - She finally yielded.
And then I walked the wasted mess back to her home.
After ten minutes of slow walking, I somehow managed to drag her to her home. It was an expensive home with a view of the marina, likely costing 3-4 million.
"Damn, she's loaded..." - I thought.
"Do you have keys?" - I asked.
"Yesh..." - She searched her pocket and took out a key, shakily trying to insert it but epically failing.
"Okay, give it to me." - I snatched the key and opened the door.
A putrid stench hit my nose as I opened the lights and saw the interior... which can only be described as a hobo dumpster.
Furniture overturned, broken mirrors, broken tv screens, garbage bags piled up, syringes and pill bottles everywhere...
A chill ran down my spine.
"This is horrible! If I didn't come, she might have died from an overdose in her house without anyone knowing!"
"Behd..." - Tess mumbled.
Nodding, I took her to her bedroom, where I saw clothes strewn everywhere on a messy bed.
After opening the lights and ensuring it was clean of syringes, I placed the woman on the bed.
"...Ver ... wha hep...? (Iver, why help?)." - She slurred.
"I can't leave you like this." - I replied.
I felt partly responsible for her situation, so helping her was right.
"Ah whana... die... nhoboshy... whantsh me... (I wanna die. Nobody wants me.)." - She slurred, tears welling in her eyes.
"What about your parents and siblings? Don't you have any?" - I asked.
"Dehd... Faya... resht... whant money... (Dead, fire. Rest want money.)." - She said.
"... Hang on a minute, I'm going to make a call." - I walked to the room entrance.
"Arly, what is her situation? Why is her face like this?" - I asked.
[Her situation is a sad one. She is an only child to wealthy parents. When she was ten, her house burned, and her parents were caught in the fire, while she suffered heavy facial burns. She then had skin grafting, but after two years, her body started rejecting it, causing it to blister. As for the rest of her family, they mistreated her while taking parts of her inheritance under the guise of guardianship. By the time she was an adult, only a third of it was intact.]
[As for her life, she home-schooled herself, becoming an A student. And she later got special admission to self-school her bachelor's diploma. Oh, and she played with stocks since she became an adult. From her left-over $1m, she earned around $25m after taxes. She bought this house by herself.]
[As for her obesity, it is a combination of stress eating, lack of exercise, and genetic tendencies.]
"..."
For once in my life, I felt my situation was fortunate. At least I had a loving great-grandfather and sister and looked average.
This woman's situation, on the other hand, is at the bottom. Although rich, she is an ugly orphan with a horrible side family.
While I was thinking that.
Rattle* Rattle* Rattle*
"Gh... Gag..."
I heard noises from the bed. When I turned over, I saw her having a seizure.
"Shit!" - I ran over to her.
Without thinking about the consequences, I activated sanitization on her, targeting the drugs and filth in her system.
After a minute, she stabilized, but her breathing was shallow.
She winced before opening her eyes, now clearer than before.
"Water... Please..." - She requested with parched lips.
I didn't speak. I extended my hand, and a water bottle appeared. She saw that.
"H-How?" - She asked, confused.
"Sh... Just drink." - I said and supported her head for her to drink.
After gulping, her situation improved a bit, and so did her thinking.
"Iver, what is going on? I should be drugged up by now, and you made a water bottle appear out of thin air... am I dreaming?" - She asked, her azure eyes confused.
"No, you are not. I removed the drugs from your system and made the water bottle appear." - I admitted.
And then, with my right hand, I willed black flames to emerge via sanitization(It was purely for show), and from my left hand, I made a snack bar appear.
"W-Wha... I must be tripping balls... Ugh... My head..." - She rubbed her head with her sausage fingers.
"I'll help you with that." - I said and reached my hand to her head.
"H-Hey, get your hand off—"
"Touch of the True Sun."
Black flames covered her head.
"—Me!... Oh... Comfy..." - She closed her eyes.
What first was resistance got turned into content.
After ten seconds, I removed my hand from her, and a smile appeared on my face.
"You look much better without those blisters." - I remarked.
Yes. I removed her facial flaws. Her face got healed to what it should have been.
Although she was still obese, at least she wasn't that bad to look at anymore.
"Hah...? Blisters...?" - She repeated, not understanding.
"Well, I should show it to you." - I said and took out my phone.
"Wait! Don't take photos of me!" - She hurriedly covered her face.
"Calm down. I only want to show you your new face." - I smiled and opened the face camera.
I then handed the phone to her.
Hesitantly, she looked over, only to be stunned.
She covered her mouth, her eyes watering with emotion.
"I-Is this... Me?" - She muttered while looking at herself.
From looking like a female monster, she now looked like an obese woman.
It might not sound like much, but it was a lot. It was a life-changing thing.
"I... I must be dreaming..." - She muttered.
"You are not dreaming, Tess." - I said.
After a short deliberation, I changed my appearance into my godly self, revealing a hint of my divinity to her.
"Iver... Why do you look like a kinky goth model?" - She asked weirdly.
"..."
"I can't argue with that..."
"Tess, I am the incarnation of a god. And I healed you." - I said solemnly.
"Now I must be dreaming..." - She rubbed her eyes.
"You are not. We are both very much awake." - I told her.
Tess carefully parted her fingers, glimpsing at me.
"... Then, why did you help me?" - Tess asked warily.
"I won't lie to you. I found you worthy and wish to make a bargain. Will you become my high priestess?" - I asked bluntly.
"W-Why me? I am just a fat and ugly loner..." - She mumbled insecurely.
"Looks can change. The heart and mind, not so much. I give you this lifetime opportunity. Serve me, and I'll grant you what your heart truly desires." - I replied.
"... Can you become my boyfriend?" - She asked slyly.
Now I was stunned. I expected her to ask me to make her thin. But she asked me this...
Taking a deep breath, I gave my answer.
"Sure." - I smiled back.
For the first time in my life, I had a girlfriend. Yeah, she was a fat Tess, but a girlfriend nonetheless. Although looks and the such are great and all, I prefer an ugly nice girlfriend than a beautiful witch.
Of course, I would also prefer getting laid with a hot witch over an ugly nice girl, but that is another matter.
"Haha... Then I will serve you from the bottom of my heart, my charming boyfriend." - She laughed and swore, her voice somewhat sweet.
"Are you sure? There is no going back once you do. It is a lifetime commitment." - I said.
"If it weren't for you, I would die sooner or later like a dog. I am ready" - She smiled whole-heartedly.
"Hm. Then don't reject my gift. It would only last for a moment." - I extended my hand to her forehead.
This time, she didn't reject me, closing her eyes as my hand touched her forehead.
Taking a deep breath, I activated my power.
"Mark of Zeal."
I then felt my energy enter her mind. Unlike with the Minion, I felt no resistance. Even acceptance. She wanted this.
After but a second, because of the overwhelming difference in mental power, the mark was complete. I felt the connection between us.
After removing my hand, Tess opened her Azure eyes and looked at me.
They held a mixture of reverence and love.
"Should I call you Honey or My God?" - She asked sweetly.
"Please, just call me Iver..." - I smiled warily.
And that was how I got my first girlfriend and first willing Zealot.
