Chapter 12 Previous Host
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Henry's eyes fluttered open, but the blinding morning light flooding the room forced him to shut them again. He stretched lazily before reopening them, this time letting them adjust to the brightness.
The memories of the previous night played vividly in his mind, bringing a smirk to his lips. But morning had arrived.
"Hal, are you there?"
[Hey, boy! Finally awake?]
"Damn, Hal. The Lust Frequency is way too powerful-it completely took over my actions."
[Damn right! I still remember the way you teased the innkeeper while banging her ass. You're a bad boy, Henry. The Lust Frequency made that clear.]
"Don't say that, Hal. I'm a good guy. I only act naughty with Ella-she understood me best."
[Forget about Ella, Henry. She's a chapter in your past life. You're in a new world now-explore different women. Roughly. Anyway, I'm proud of your performance yesterday.]
"Of course, you are. It was s*x, after all. You always approve of that."
[Check your system, Henry. Let's see what upgrades you got.]
"Wait-before that, I have a question. If I die now, will you be assigned to another body, or will you die too?"
[You're full of questions, Henry. But I'll answer. I won't die. I've been through different worlds and different bodies-including Earth.]
Henry's eyes widened. "Whoa! You've been to Earth? Tell me-how did you feel being there?"
[Earth is boring. Everyone loves s*x, but they pretend they don't.]
Henry let out a dry chuckle. "Yeah, that's my world for you. So, what happened to the past bodies you've been in?"
[They died.]
Henry stiffened. "What the f**k, Hal? This isn't a joke! What really happened to them?"
[They failed to complete their quests. And then... they died.]
A chill ran through Henry's body. "Fuck... So the death penalty is real," he muttered inwardly, his heartbeat quickening.
[Yeah, it's real. Can we stop talking about this?]
"Yeah... after you finish answering my questions."
[You really love asking questions, huh? I'm here to assist you sexually, but fine. I like your type, so I'll answer.]
Henry smirked. "Glad to know I'm your type. Now, tell me about your last host."
[Alright, stay calm-this is an interesting one. The last body I inhabited was on Earth. He was filthy rich and had a girlfriend.]
Henry sighed. "That reminds me of Ella... I loved her so much. So, what happened to this guy?"
[While having s*x with his girlfriend, her best friend walked in. He was given a task-to explore her as well-but he refused. The moment his time ran out... his d**k fell off.]
"s**t! What the f**k?!" Henry screamed out loud.
The sheer horror of it sent shivers down his spine. His mind struggled to process the grotesque fate of the previous host.
Hearing his outburst, Shyla rushed out of the bathroom, her damp hair clinging to her shoulders. "Is something wrong?" she asked, scanning the room in concern.
Henry swallowed, composing himself. "Oh... No, it's nothing. I just-" He sighed, then spoke more softly. "I'm sorry for yesterday, Shyla."
She tilted her head. "Sorry for what?"
"I lost control of myself," he admitted, lowering his head.
Shyla chuckled. "Oh, you mean that? But you barely paid attention to me. The innkeeper enjoyed it more. And the way you two talked... it seemed like you had met before."
Henry's brows furrowed. 'Hal, is that true?' he asked inwardly.
[Damn, Henry! You're an expert. I loved the way you handled the innkeeper. And yeah, from the way you two spoke, I'd say you've met before.]
'No, Hal. Yesterday was the first time I slept with her. I guess I just liked her energy-that's all.'
[Oh, I love that energy! Keep it up, Henry!]
Henry exhaled, looking back at Shyla. "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. I just... lost control."
She smiled softly. "It's okay, Henry. I understand. Sometimes, the... strawberry drink stay's long in the body"
Stepping closer, she gently lifted his chin with her fingers. "The innkeeper brought some food. I bet you're hungry."
Henry gave her a warm smile and nodded.
'Hal, I think I'm starting to love this world. No stress-just s*x and leveling up.'
[This is just the beginning, Henry. Wait until we reach the capital-there are countless beauties waiting for you.]
'One last question, Hal.'
[Go ahead. You never get tired of asking questions.]
"How long have you been alive?"
[Over a thousand years. Now shut the f**k up and get ready for our journey ahead.]
Henry laughed inwardly. 'Yeah, team Double H on the move!'
[Shut your stinky mouth-I'm your boss.]
Chuckling, Henry stretched his body before heading to the washroom. He took a refreshing bath, brushed his teeth, and dressed before sitting down for breakfast.
As he ate, Shyla sat beside him, her expression turning wistful. "So... you're leaving for the capital today?"
"Yes," Henry replied.
She bit her lip. "I wish you could stay."
Henry glanced at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes downcast. Before he could respond, a knock at the door interrupted them.
"Come in," he called.
The door swung open, revealing the innkeeper.
Shyla's eyes flared. "You b***h! You've come to ruin my chance again?" She stepped forward, ready for confrontation.
The innkeeper held up her hands in defense. "Relax, I didn't come for that. I just brought Henry some clothes. I heard his story from some traders downstairs, and I figured he could use proper adventure gear. It wouldn't be wise to travel in royal attire."
Henry smiled, stepping toward her. "Thanks for the clothes." He accepted them before reaching into his pocket and placing eight gold coins in her hand. "And this-for the extra days I stayed here."
The innkeeper's face softened with a smile. "Thanks, Henry."
With that, she turned and exited the room.
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