The Lustforged Hero

Liam Carter's life could be summed up in one word: predictable. Every day was the same. Wake up. Go to class. Pretend to listen. Come back to his dorm. Repeat. He wasn't miserable, but he wasn't happy either. Life wasn't exactly bad—it was just dull.

While his friends actively participated in college life by making friends, joining clubs, and attending parties, Liam remained in the background. He watched, invisible, always on the edge of things. It wasn't that he didn't want to join in. It was just easier to stay in his own bubble, where he didn't have to worry about saying the wrong thing or making a fool of himself.

For Liam, the topic of relationships, dating, and sex was even more complicated. He was a virgin—not by choice, but because his anxiety and awkwardness always got in the way.

Social interactions drained him. Every word felt like a potential minefield, every conversation an opportunity to embarrass himself. He'd tried before—talking to girls, joining group activities—but it always ended the same: awkward silences and polite excuses to leave. After enough failures, he stopped trying altogether.

Still, the desire lingered. Late at night, when he watched the romantic or steamy moments in anime and sometimes hentai, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to experience something like that in real life. The idea of being close to someone, of finally breaking free from the barrier of his own inexperience, both excited and terrified him.

His dorm room was his sanctuary. It was small and cramped, but Liam didn't mind. Posters of anime characters covered the walls, their vibrant colors and confident expressions a sharp contrast to his own muted life. Figurines lined his shelves, and stacks of manga took up what little space was left on his desk. His laptop, the centerpiece of his room, hummed softly on the table, its screen full of his favorite shows and hidden folders.

Anime was his escape. It was a world where characters faced impossible odds and came out stronger. A world full of magic, adventure, and, occasionally, romance—the kind of romance Liam could only dream about. He was a virgin, though he hated thinking about it. It wasn't just the lack of experience that bothered him; it was the constant feeling that he was missing out on something everyone else seemed to take for granted.

Sometimes Liam would wonder if this was it—whether his life would always seem empty—at night when the campus went silent and his ideas became too loud. He wanted more, but the "more" he craved felt impossibly out of reach, like a dream he wasn't allowed to have.

What Liam didn't know was that the answer was coming, and it would come in a way he never expected.

That night was like any other. A plate of microwaved pizza sat on his desk, a can of soda sweating beside it. Liam slid into his chair, the soft glow of his laptop the only light in the room. He navigated to a hidden folder, pausing for a moment before clicking on a video he'd saved.

It wasn't something he was proud of, but hentai had become one of his few guilty pleasures. The absurdity of the stories, the exaggerated characters, the fantasy of it all—it was a kind of escape he couldn't find anywhere else.

The video began to play, the story as ridiculous as he'd expected. A mischievous succubus tempting a nervous protagonist into her world of seduction and pleasure. It was over-the-top, but that was the point. Liam leaned back in his chair, letting the video wash over him.

His hand drifted absently downward, and without hesitation, he pulled out his penis, ready to pleasure himself. His mind, dull from another boring day, gladly welcomed the distraction.

But just as the scene started to heat up, something strange happened, the screen flickered.

He froze, his eyes narrowing. "What the…"

The screen glitched again, the audio warping into a harsh static. The characters froze mid-motion. Then, with a sharp pop, the screen went black.

Liam frowned, leaning forward to jiggle the mouse. Nothing happened. He reached for the keyboard, but before he could press anything, white text appeared on the screen.

"Do you wish for something more?"

He blinked, his hand hovering over the keyboard. His first thought was that it had to be a virus, some cruel prank from a pop-up ad he'd accidentally clicked. But there were no buttons, no windows to close, just the pulsating text against the black screen.

"What the hell?" he muttered, glancing around his empty room as if someone might be watching him..

The words remained, waiting. There was no way this was real, he told himself. It was just a trick. But something about the question sent a shiver down his spine. It wasn't just the words—it was the way they felt. Personal. Like they were aimed directly at him.

Slowly, Liam spoke, his voice quiet and hesitant. "No?"

The text flickered, then changed.

"Would you like something more?"

Liam's breath caught. His hand hovered over the laptop's lid, ready to slam it shut, but he couldn't look away. The question dug into him, scratching at something buried deep inside. He thought of his boring days, his awkward interactions, his untouched fantasies. Did he want more?

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Liam nodded.

The screen changed again.

"Initializing Lust System… Prepare for synchronization."

"What?" Liam whispered, leaning back in confusion. Before he could process what was happening, a countdown appeared on the screen.

10… 9… 8…

The air around him grew heavy, charged with an invisible energy that made his skin tingle. The laptop's glow intensified, casting sharp shadows across the room.

7… 6… 5…

He pushed himself off the couch, his heart racing as he stumbled backward. "Okay, this isn't funny anymore!" he shouted, his voice breaking.

4… 3… 2…

A golden light emerged from the floor under him, forming a blazing circle with weird symbols and patterns. The designs pulsated with a peculiar energy, casting shadows over the area. Liam attempted to move, but his legs would not budge.

1…

The brightness got stronger and surrounded him totally. His body surged with heat as the magic circle under him seemed to pulse in tune with his rushing heart. Then with a last flash of light, everything turned white.

And then, silence.