This S.O.B. System - Chapter 80

Asher was in a white room as the pop ups appeared. He went through them quickly, his mind still in a daze.

Asher pulled up his status screen. He read down it slowly, he had forgotten about these skills. It felt so long ago. He numbly manipulated his new title stats into the 4 physical

Many of his other skills also increased in level during the Roleplay. Using them for so long allowed him to understand them better. Mana Sight had gone up a lot, so had Weapon Throw, Battle Instincts, Powerstrike, Intimidation, Battleshout, Brawling, Tracking, and Survival. They had been much higher during the Trial, but a part of him wondered if the place had been real. Could it have been some possible timeline that he slipped into?

When the screen was gone he looked down to see that he was fine. His arm was back, and most important of all his dick was there. He was afraid to touch it out of fear of waking to find that now he was in a dream. 

He stood there numbly for a long time just trying to process everything he had been through. Slowly he remembered that he had taken the Roktai Trial. He knew people had died in it, but he never expected it to be so bad. Never in his life would he have agreed to go through this. This pain, anguish, and suffering. It was all too much. 

Slowly he turned around to see a black portal. More tears poured from his eyes. This surely had to be a dream. Tiberion was playing another trick on him. He would step through and see his family dying again. At that thought he hardened his heart and stepped through. There was no dead Atalanta on the platform. 

“He’s out!” Someone yelled. Asher crouched down ready for a fight. But no one attacked . Slowly he stood and walked to the edge of the raised portal platform. His eyes saw Lyola and her family. Tyranis yelled, “Everyone step back!”

A few did. Most didn’t. Asher noticed Tiberion straight ahead. Before he could stop himself he took a step and leapt. Mana cycled through his body like a storm. Flying through the air he yelled, “Tiberion!” 

He put all of his weight into a blow, but a guard stepped forward and took the hit. Asher didn’t stop, he punched at him again, but another guard held onto his arm. Isyant appeared out of nowhere trying to grab his other arm but Asher flung the latched guard into him, throwing them both away. 

Two more guards popped up and grabbed Asher’s arms again. These were stronger. They held him firm. “Go to sleep for now,” Tiberion said, then dropped and punched Asher in the gut. Asher groaned as his eyes went up into his head. 

Through sheer willpower he kept himself conscious. Pulling his head back he headbutted the Guild Master. The old man took the hit well. A trickle of blood left his nose. He smiled, then hit Asher much harder in the gut. He coughed up blood from the blow as he passed out. 

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Asher woke up in a tiled room. He was still nude, but there were no shackles on his arms or legs. His eyes scanning, he felt the presence behind him. He smoothly dodge-rolled to the opposite side of the room.

Tiberion stood in the corner studying him. Neither spoke for a time. Asher waited for him to attack, but no attack came. 

After a few minutes of staring Tiberion finally spoke. “I took the same Trial as you did thousands of years ago. Back when I was still young and full of vigor.” He sighed deeply. “In it, my brother killed my entire family for the throne. I somehow escaped. Smuggled off planet by a family friend I trained until I was ready. My brother was 1,000 years older than me, and 60 levels higher. It took me 20 years to get revenge. And when I got out of my trial I tried to kill him, much like you did me. I only went through a red version.” He stopped for a time contemplating something. “I don’t need much in life. But you, my boy, went through a worse version than I did. And I still have nightmares about it. What hell were you put through to hate me so much? I…I need to know.”

Asher was slowly admitting that maybe this wasn’t a dream. But a big part of him still didn’t trust this Tiberion. Without pain in his body for the first time in years he spoke. “You took my levels and my System. Killed everyone out there. And gave me to the Burills. They tortured me. Cut my limbs off. And I crashed on an uncharted planet. I spent years dungeon diving as a new Warrior System until I was level 99 and I found my planet. Since I didn’t take the trials my planet was ripe for slavers. Everyone I loved there was dead too. It took me a year of freeing slaves to storm your palace and kill you.”

Tiberion let out a laugh. “How many years? What level?”

“11 or 12 years,” he admitted. “Level 99.”

“You killed me at level 99?” He asked, amazed. “A weapon or a skill?”

“1 skill. 1 attack and you were dead,” he said. A smile on his face as he pictured it. 

“Oooh my boy. You make me feel a chill,” he said. Happy by the answer. A thought came to him. “What did the System give you for your troubles?” 

“Some stats,” Asher admitted. The Roleplay skill gave him the skills. Though he had been Asher the whole time, he had defeated a boss, he guessed that was enough. He wasn’t sure why he was being so truthful, but as a level 30, Asher knew he didn’t have a chance against the Guild Master. 

“Ha!” Tiberion laughed as if Asher had told a joke. He thought for a time.“5 years,” he said. “If you can get through your trials and don’t die until your planet is opened to the public you can marry my granddaughter in 5 years.” He said. Adding, “If you wish,” like an afterthought.

Asher thought about his planet. He knew what would happen to it if it were left defenseless to slavers. He pictured his friend, Kenichi, who had died in the attack on the Roktai palace. The people that had sacrificed for his revenge. Asher didn’t have to think long, he slowly nodded. 

“Good choice my boy. We can use some strength like yours in our blood,” he said as he pushed from the wall. Asher flinched but Tiberion headed for the door. 

“What happened?” He asked. The Guild Master stopped. “To your brother in real life?” 

“I killed him,” he admitted. Then walked out. Asher stayed there for a time. When he felt well enough he walked out as well. His family was there. His parents looked at him sadly. Tiff rushed to him. She was soon latched onto him. Tears welled in his eyes, but he forced them down as he patted Tiff's head. He couldn’t let them see how much he was hurting. 

“Put some damn clothes on,” Abby said from the side. 

Everyone but Asher laughed. Tiff gave him his ring. He slid it on and was dressed instantly. “Why are we still here?” He asked. 

“Atalanta took the test,” his father said. Asher became choked up hearing the old man’s voice, but willed the tears away again. 

“Don’t anyone else take it,” he was able to get out. 

“That bad?” Vincent asked. 

“The hardest trial I’ve been through yet,” he admitted. “I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy,” he looked at the elves with the comment. Tiberion was gone. Lyola was looking at him, but he ignored her. 

He looked up to the portal. There was an orange ring around it. “How long was I gone?”

“About 10 minutes,” Tiff said from his chest. “She’s been in there for about 30.”

Without warning the dungeon spat her out. She stumbled to catch herself but her naked body was in full view of the group. She looked from face to face, lost for a time. When her eyes landed on him he gave a slight nod. He knew what she was going through. 

Tears started pouring down her face. She started floating up and flew down to them. “Ring,” she ordered Abby. Her throat constricted to stop the sobs. She wouldn’t look Asher in the eye anymore. As soon as the ring was on she was clothed. Then she flew out of the room as fast as she could. 

“Anyone else?” Tyranis asked. 

“No,” Asher answered for them. He pried Tiff off and walked to the door. The others soon followed. 

Tosh caught up to him. “That bad?” He asked. 

“Worse,” Asher admitted. He pulled up his System Store. He started buying water and throwing it into his ring, then more expensive items until the store leveled to allow Armor purchases. 

Once they were outside he pushed the buy button on the Berserker Armor. It appeared at his feet. He tried to make it disappear, but he wasn’t fast enough as Keera asked, “is that?”

“Yes,” he said, willing it all into his ring. He left everyone there as he walked to the palace. 

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Tiffany watched him leave. “What the fuck was that?!” She yelled at Tyranis. “That was not my husband. What did you put him through?”

Tyranis drew his gaze from Asher, and stared her in the eyes. “I have no idea what he went through. Picture the deepest hell possible, then make it worse. I went through a red trial, and it will haunt me till I die. He-he went through something worse and came out alive,” he said. Without another word he walked away. His family followed. Lyola hesitated, but followed as well. 

“What was the armor, Keera?” Tiff asked. “You made it sound not so good.”

“It’s from the same manga his other gear is from. I didn’t think it was in the store,” she said meekly as everyone stared at her. “The name of it is Berserker Armor. Made by dwarves I think. It’s supposed to let you ignore pain and keep fighting.”

“That’s not so bad, is it?” Batman asked. 

“No, but in the comic the guy almost dies every time he uses it. He gets so beat up, and by the time he wins he’s barely alive because he kept fighting as if he wasn’t hurt. His bones would break and he’d still use them like he was fine.”

“Fuck,” Tiff said. Without another word she went to their room. The others tried to talk to her, but she wouldn’t listen. Butterflies flew in her stomach as she opened the door.  He stood there staring out the window in the unlit room. His silhouette was dark against the light of the room. He made no sound. It was the first time Tiffany was ever scared of Asher. 

“Lights,” she said. Asher didn’t turn to her as the room became brighter, he simply stared outside. 

She sat on a pillow and watched him. It took her a while to realize he was crying. He tried to hide his shoulders shaking, but she noticed. When she did she ran at him and grabbed him from behind.  

“It’s ok,” she said. “I’m here,” she whispered. It took an hour for him to calm down. She continued to whisper into his back. Her tears soaked his back when he finally turned and stepped away. 

“It was bad, Tiff,” he said as more tears came from his eyes. “You died right in front of me,” he said and began to sob. It took time but he walked her through it. The story took a half hour to get to the part of them cutting off his dick. 

Her first thought was to blurt out not my dick, but she didn’t want to interrupt. A part of her stored her anger at the Burills away. It took another hour for him to get back to Earth in the story. She was crying as he spoke about all he had seen. Her father marrying again. Amanda was the only one left. Zora had died. Joon had gone to look for them. 

Then he spoke about freeing slaves and she was happy. Only for her hopes to be dashed as he admitted his desire for revenge and how he used them all to kill Tiberion. 

“What’s going to happen?” She asked when he finished. His tears had dried a little. 

“I’m going to get serious starting tomorrow. I just need a night and I can get back at it. Tiberion offered Lyola and an alliance, and I think we need to take it. I can’t risk what I saw happening to our home.”

“Ok. What do you need from me?”

“I need your permission Tiff. Like you said. You’re my first wife. I-I don’t want to make a decision without you,” he admitted. “I lost you, I won’t again.”

With that Tiff smiled for the first time. It was the first time the old Asher appeared, but he didn’t smile back at her. He was still not fully there. “I will talk to her and we will figure it out.” He nodded. “Tomorrow though. For now. Please just sleep.”

With that she finally got him to bed. They laid next to one another, but instead of holding her he turned around for the first time since they started dating. His back was to her. She had to spoon him for once. It took some time, but eventually he fell asleep. 

Tiff had already worked out her plan. She was very upset that she didn’t get Lyola’s Comm number. Tiptoeing out of the room she pulled out her Comm. “what?” Tosh asked angrily from the other side. 

“Where is Lyola?” She hissed. 

“What? Why?” He asked.

“Your king fucked up my husband bad. I need her help this instant to fix him,” she said. With that the pop up appeared. 

“Like I need a fucking quest to fix my fucking husband you stupid fucking System,” she grumbled as she walked down the hall. 

Asher was in a white room as the pop ups appeared. He went through them quickly, his mind still in a daze. Congratulations You have passed the Trial of the Roktai Rewards will now be granted. Memories Restored Time Dilation no longer in effect Rewards: Title Roktai Stats 15+ Due to System Interference you receive additional rewards. Title Hell Congratulations You have earned a Title: Hell Hell Title A trial's difficulty has been forcefully increased by the System. This proves that despite things being bad, they could still be worse. Pray there isn't a Super Hell title next time. Rewards 5+ stats 1+% &$#*@&$ New Skill Acquired By completing conditions for the Roleplay skill you have been granted the following skill. New Skill: Revenge LVL 25 Asher pulled up his status screen. He read down it slowly, he had forgotten about these skills. It felt so long ago. He numbly manipulated his new title stats into the 4 physical Name: Asher Whitmore Skills: Alias: Quinten Hardly Acting LVL MAX System: PORN STAR STD Immunity LVL MAX Level: 30 Roleplaying LVL MAX Experience 28,900/120,000 5+% Prop Manifestation LVL MAX Title: Lawful Good 9 Relationship Screen LVL 10 Guild: Community Ahegao LVL 8 Syscos: 7,320 Survival LVL 19 Tracking LVL 16 HP: 165 /165 9 Brawling LVL 18 MP: 93 /93 Policing LVL 9 Battleshout LVL 15 Stats: 0 Intimidation LVL 20 Strength: 55 Powerstrike LVL 16 Dexterity: 45 Justice LVL 5 Endurance: 55 Regal Presence LVL 8 Agility: 45 Battle Instincts LVL 18 Wisdom: 31 Weapon Throw LVL 15 Intelligence: 31 Gun Fighting LVL 9 Luck: 30 Full Body Control LVL MAX Charm: 30 Mesmerizing Gaze LVL 9 Massage LVL 8 Custom Stats: Healing Touch LVL 4 Dick Length 9 Inches More To Love LVL MAX Dick Diameter 2 Inches Smooth Talker LVL 3 Fertility Off Mana Sight LVL 20 Pheromones 20 Revenge LVL 25 Libido 10 Height 6'-5" Many of his other skills also increased in level during the Roleplay. Using them for so long allowed him to understand them better. Mana Sight had gone up a lot, so had Weapon Throw, Battle Instincts, Powerstrike, Intimidation, Battleshout, Brawling, Tracking, and Survival. They had been much higher during the Trial, but a part of him wondered if the place had been real. Could it have been some possible timeline that he slipped into? When the screen was gone he looked down to see that he was fine. His arm was back, and most important of all his dick was there. He was afraid to touch it out of fear of waking to find that now he was in a dream. He stood there numbly for a long time just trying to process everything he had been through. Slowly he remembered that he had taken the Roktai Trial. He knew people had died in it, but he never expected it to be so bad. Never in his life would he have agreed to go through this. This pain, anguish, and suffering. It was all too much. Slowly he turned around to see a black portal. More tears poured from his eyes. This surely had to be a dream. Tiberion was playing another trick on him. He would step through and see his family dying again. At that thought he hardened his heart and stepped through. There was no dead Atalanta on the platform. He's out! Someone yelled. Asher crouched down ready for a fight. But no one attacked . Slowly he stood and walked to the edge of the raised portal platform. His eyes saw Lyola and her family. Tyranis yelled, Everyone step back! A few did. Most didn't. Asher noticed Tiberion straight ahead. Before he could stop himself he took a step and leapt. Mana cycled through his body like a storm. Flying through the air he yelled, Tiberion! He put all of his weight into a blow, but a guard stepped forward and took the hit. Asher didn't stop, he punched at him again, but another guard held onto his arm. Isyant appeared out of nowhere trying to grab his other arm but Asher flung the latched guard into him, throwing them both away. Two more guards popped up and grabbed Asher's arms again. These were stronger. They held him firm. Go to sleep for now, Tiberion said, then dropped and punched Asher in the gut. Asher groaned as his eyes went up into his head. Through sheer willpower he kept himself conscious. Pulling his head back he headbutted the Guild Master. The old man took the hit well. A trickle of blood left his nose. He smiled, then hit Asher much harder in the gut. He coughed up blood from the blow as he passed out. Asher woke up in a tiled room. He was still nude, but there were no shackles on his arms or legs. His eyes scanning, he felt the presence behind him. He smoothly dodge-rolled to the opposite side of the room. Tiberion stood in the corner studying him. Neither spoke for a time. Asher waited for him to attack, but no attack came. After a few minutes of staring Tiberion finally spoke. I took the same Trial as you did thousands of years ago. Back when I was still young and full of vigor. He sighed deeply. In it, my brother killed my entire family for the throne. I somehow escaped. Smuggled off planet by a family friend I trained until I was ready. My brother was 1,000 years older than me, and 60 levels higher. It took me 20 years to get revenge. And when I got out of my trial I tried to kill him, much like you did me. I only went through a red version. He stopped for a time contemplating something. I don't need much in life. But you, my boy, went through a worse version than I did. And I still have nightmares about it. What hell were you put through to hate me so much? II need to know. Asher was slowly admitting that maybe this wasn't a dream. But a big part of him still didn't trust this Tiberion. Without pain in his body for the first time in years he spoke. You took my levels and my System. Killed everyone out there. And gave me to the Burills. They tortured me. Cut my limbs off. And I crashed on an uncharted planet. I spent years dungeon diving as a new Warrior System until I was level 99 and I found my planet. Since I didn't take the trials my planet was ripe for slavers. Everyone I loved there was dead too. It took me a year of freeing slaves to storm your palace and kill you. Tiberion let out a laugh. How many years? What level? 11 or 12 years, he admitted. Level 99. You killed me at level 99? He asked, amazed. A weapon or a skill? 1 skill. 1 attack and you were dead, he said. A smile on his face as he pictured it. Oooh my boy. You make me feel a chill, he said. Happy by the answer. A thought came to him. What did the System give you for your troubles? Some stats, Asher admitted. The Roleplay skill gave him the skills. Though he had been Asher the whole time, he had defeated a boss, he guessed that was enough. He wasn't sure why he was being so truthful, but as a level 30, Asher knew he didn't have a chance against the Guild Master. Ha! Tiberion laughed as if Asher had told a joke. He thought for a time.5 years, he said. If you can get through your trials and don't die until your planet is opened to the public you can marry my granddaughter in 5 years. He said. Adding, If you wish, like an afterthought. Asher thought about his planet. He knew what would happen to it if it were left defenseless to slavers. He pictured his friend, Kenichi, who had died in the attack on the Roktai palace. The people that had sacrificed for his revenge. Asher didn't have to think long, he slowly nodded. Good choice my boy. We can use some strength like yours in our blood, he said as he pushed from the wall. Asher flinched but Tiberion headed for the door. What happened? He asked. The Guild Master stopped. To your brother in real life? I killed him, he admitted. Then walked out. Asher stayed there for a time. When he felt well enough he walked out as well. His family was there. His parents looked at him sadly. Tiff rushed to him. She was soon latched onto him. Tears welled in his eyes, but he forced them down as he patted Tiff's head. He couldn't let them see how much he was hurting. Put some damn clothes on, Abby said from the side. Everyone but Asher laughed. Tiff gave him his ring. He slid it on and was dressed instantly. Why are we still here? He asked. Atalanta took the test, his father said. Asher became choked up hearing the old man's voice, but willed the tears away again. Don't anyone else take it, he was able to get out. That bad? Vincent asked. The hardest trial I've been through yet, he admitted. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy, he looked at the elves with the comment. Tiberion was gone. Lyola was looking at him, but he ignored her. He looked up to the portal. There was an orange ring around it. How long was I gone? About 10 minutes, Tiff said from his chest. She's been in there for about 30. Without warning the dungeon spat her out. She stumbled to catch herself but her naked body was in full view of the group. She looked from face to face, lost for a time. When her eyes landed on him he gave a slight nod. He knew what she was going through. Tears started pouring down her face. She started floating up and flew down to them. Ring, she ordered Abby. Her throat constricted to stop the sobs. She wouldn't look Asher in the eye anymore. As soon as the ring was on she was clothed. Then she flew out of the room as fast as she could. Anyone else? Tyranis asked. No, Asher answered for them. He pried Tiff off and walked to the door. The others soon followed. Tosh caught up to him. That bad? He asked. Worse, Asher admitted. He pulled up his System Store. He started buying water and throwing it into his ring, then more expensive items until the store leveled to allow Armor purchases. Once they were outside he pushed the buy button on the Berserker Armor. It appeared at his feet. He tried to make it disappear, but he wasn't fast enough as Keera asked, is that? Yes, he said, willing it all into his ring. He left everyone there as he walked to the palace. Tiffany watched him leave. What the fuck was that?! She yelled at Tyranis. That was not my husband. What did you put him through? Tyranis drew his gaze from Asher, and stared her in the eyes. I have no idea what he went through. Picture the deepest hell possible, then make it worse. I went through a red trial, and it will haunt me till I die. He-he went through something worse and came out alive, he said. Without another word he walked away. His family followed. Lyola hesitated, but followed as well. What was the armor, Keera? Tiff asked. You made it sound not so good. It's from the same manga his other gear is from. I didn't think it was in the store, she said meekly as everyone stared at her. The name of it is Berserker Armor. Made by dwarves I think. It's supposed to let you ignore pain and keep fighting. That's not so bad, is it? Batman asked. No, but in the comic the guy almost dies every time he uses it. He gets so beat up, and by the time he wins he's barely alive because he kept fighting as if he wasn't hurt. His bones would break and he'd still use them like he was fine. Fuck, Tiff said. Without another word she went to their room. The others tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't listen. Butterflies flew in her stomach as she opened the door. He stood there staring out the window in the unlit room. His silhouette was dark against the light of the room. He made no sound. It was the first time Tiffany was ever scared of Asher. Lights, she said. Asher didn't turn to her as the room became brighter, he simply stared outside. She sat on a pillow and watched him. It took her a while to realize he was crying. He tried to hide his shoulders shaking, but she noticed. When she did she ran at him and grabbed him from behind. It's ok, she said. I'm here, she whispered. It took an hour for him to calm down. She continued to whisper into his back. Her tears soaked his back when he finally turned and stepped away. It was bad, Tiff, he said as more tears came from his eyes. You died right in front of me, he said and began to sob. It took time but he walked her through it. The story took a half hour to get to the part of them cutting off his dick. Her first thought was to blurt out not my dick, but she didn't want to interrupt. A part of her stored her anger at the Burills away. It took another hour for him to get back to Earth in the story. She was crying as he spoke about all he had seen. Her father marrying again. Amanda was the only one left. Zora had died. Joon had gone to look for them. Then he spoke about freeing slaves and she was happy. Only for her hopes to be dashed as he admitted his desire for revenge and how he used them all to kill Tiberion. What's going to happen? She asked when he finished. His tears had dried a little. I'm going to get serious starting tomorrow. I just need a night and I can get back at it. Tiberion offered Lyola and an alliance, and I think we need to take it. I can't risk what I saw happening to our home. Ok. What do you need from me? I need your permission Tiff. Like you said. You're my first wife. I-I don't want to make a decision without you, he admitted. I lost you, I won't again. With that Tiff smiled for the first time. It was the first time the old Asher appeared, but he didn't smile back at her. He was still not fully there. I will talk to her and we will figure it out. He nodded. Tomorrow though. For now. Please just sleep. With that she finally got him to bed. They laid next to one another, but instead of holding her he turned around for the first time since they started dating. His back was to her. She had to spoon him for once. It took some time, but eventually he fell asleep. Tiff had already worked out her plan. She was very upset that she didn't get Lyola's Comm number. Tiptoeing out of the room she pulled out her Comm. what? Tosh asked angrily from the other side. Where is Lyola? She hissed. What? Why? He asked. Your king fucked up my husband bad. I need her help this instant to fix him, she said. With that the pop up appeared. Quest Generated The System pushes Heroes hard. Sometimes too hard. Assist in the recovery of the Porn Star Time Limit: 48 Hours Quest Rewards: Rewards fit for a Hero Like I need a fucking quest to fix my fucking husband you stupid fucking System, she grumbled as she walked down the hall.