The Lust System: Hunt beyond worlds

The sun had started its slow descent, casting a warm golden hue over the village rooftops.

I sat quietly on the balcony of our new house, a porcelain cup of steaming tea nestled between my fingers. The soft aroma of herbs and jasmine drifted upward, blending with the gentle breeze that kissed my cheeks.

Each sip I took was slow and thoughtful.

There was something about drinking tea in silence — it had a rhythm, a peace that let the mind wander deeper.

> The world had become chaotic, but this balcony... this tea... was still mine.

So much had happened in the past few days.

The village chief, Jones Smith, was dead — murdered mysteriously. There were rumors flying, fear spreading, and still no word on who the next chief would be.

A power vacuum like this was dangerous...

But also, an opportunity.

And me? I had something nobody else in this village had —

A system, the power to manipulate minds, and most recently...