Chapter 36: Danial’s Trophy Reward and His Changing Resolve.....
Daniel’s breath caught sharply when the full functions of Reality Grasp unfolded before his eyes. It was overwhelming — almost absurdly overpowered. This evolution of Phantom Dominion would never have been possible if the Hidden Quests had not continuously activated and rewarded him one after another on his very first day.
The realization that these Hidden Quests could only be triggered on the day of his transmigration sent a cold chill down his spine. He couldn’t help but imagine the alternative. What if, instead of rising as a dominant daddy, he had collapsed into the role of a pathetic dud? What if he had spent the entire day wailing like a cuckold, cursing fate for throwing him into a body destined to be betrayed? What if he had wasted those precious first hours drowning in self-pity and resentment?
Wouldn’t he have lost every single one of these broken, heaven-defying rewards?
Daniel shuddered at the thought. A thin sheen of cold sweat formed on his back.
Fortunately, he was not a beta male. He possessed strong adaptability and the ability to accept reality quickly. Instead of moaning like a helpless child, he chose to look forward and seize control of the future.
He took a long, steadying breath and continued scrolling through the system panel.
[Congratulations on completing your Quest]
[Quest – Shirley is attempting to infiltrate and destroy the company under her husband’s orders. Make her pay thoroughly with her body.]
[Reward – Voice of Domination]
Voice of Domination granted the host absolute authority through speech. When the host spoke with clear intent, his voice carried an invisible, oppressive force that pressed directly onto the target’s mind and body. The target would feel an overwhelming, almost instinctive urge to obey, submit, or respond exactly as the host desired. It was not simple hypnosis. It was true mental and physical domination delivered through sound alone.
Daniel already knew this ability intimately. The system had dinged the moment he reduced Shirley to a cum-drunk, trembling mess — a cunt that now lived only for his cock and presence. In truth, he had already witnessed the terrifying extent of this power. There was a clear reason every woman in that bathroom had followed his orders like well-trained servants. It was all because of Voice of Domination.
When this ability combined with Being of Resonant Dominion, the result had been catastrophic in the best possible way — a massive, uncontrollable orgy fueled by amplified lust. Daniel had lived through it, and the memory alone made a dark, satisfied smile creep across his lips.
These two abilities were both extremely dangerous and extremely useful. Together, they formed a perfect chain of control.
He scrolled further.
[Ding]
[HENTAI ALERT!! HENTAI ALERT! HENTAI ALERT!]
[The host has found himself surrounded by women craving for him]
[Quest Issued – Satisfy all the cunts that come into your way and make the orgy a dearest memory of their debauched life.]
[Reward – Roleplay Daddy Destiny]
[Whenever you roleplay as someone, you gain their attributes and powers.]
This one left Daniel genuinely confused. The description was far too vague. Roleplay Daddy Destiny... Was this an active ability? A passive one? What exactly were its effects and limitations?
"Roleplay Daddy Destiny," he muttered under his breath, trying to trigger it. Nothing happened. No warmth spread through his body. No new sensation appeared. He closed his eyes and focused every sense inward, searching for even the slightest change — still nothing. He didn’t feel different in the slightest.
"Sigh... Is this one of those trophy abilities that only looks impressive on the status screen and does nothing in reality?"
He let out a long breath and continued scrolling. This next notification was the real reason he had abandoned that soft, wet heaven of an orgy and rushed home.
Otherwise, why would he have left? He could have dragged Shirley and the other hesitant but clearly aroused women into the mix. He could have stacked them one on top of another and built a towering structure of holes. He could have buried himself between mountains of soft breasts, spanked those heavy asses until they glowed red, and fucked every available pussy and asshole until his balls ran dry. But no — his bastard of a son had chosen this exact night to make a move.
The moment the quest details fully registered, Daniel’s blood began to boil. Rage surged through his chest. He wanted nothing more than to drag that bloody bastard out and make him grovel on the floor before crushing his face underfoot. Yet at the end of the day, that bastard was still his son — at least in name and blood.
His eyes locked onto the latest, most urgent notification.
[Ding]
[HENTAI ALERT!! HENTAI ALERT! HENTAI ALERT!!]
[YOUR SON IS ATTEMPTING TO CLAIM YOUR WIFE’S PUSSY TONIGHT, WAITING FOR THE CORRECT OPPORTUNITY WHEN HIS DADDY IS NOT HOME]
[Quest – Foil your son’s plan and protect your wife’s pussy. The rewards will depend upon the treatment you give to your son.]
[Reward – ....]
Yes. This was the notification that had forced him to abandon paradise. Every time he thought of that bastard’s intentions, his blood burned hotter.
"Chhe!! Going after his own mother’s pussy? What kind of worthless dud did that man give birth to?" Daniel muttered in disgust, shaking his head. What kind of son actively planned to cuck his own father? Did their hearts truly lie in the gutter? Then again, who was he to judge the old world’s morality? He was no longer the previous Daniel — the soft man who might have swallowed the humiliation and accepted being a cuckold. He was the new one. The transmigrated one. The one who took what he wanted and gave nothing in return.
Daniel had already tasted the forbidden fruit. And in that moment, he made a firm decision: there was nothing to gain by remaining a good man. He would rather walk the path of a demon than become a cuckold while pretending to walk the path of an angel.
His original destiny in this world had been set in stone? Then he would shatter it completely and force a new one into existence — a destiny where he ruled, and everyone else obeyed.
The vivid image of his wife’s thick, delicious, fat ass rose unbidden in his mind. A wide, predatory grin spread across his face.
"That fat ass you want to claim so badly... it has long been written in your daddy’s name."