Two guard weeks of training later…
It was finally time.
Summoning Day.The one day in a blade wielder's early Academy life where they attempted their first full physical manifestation.
Success meant prestige. Respect. Legendary synergy.
Failure meant you stood there sweating while everyone else pretended not to notice your emotional impotence.
The entire class gathered in the Synergy Yard. Sun overhead. Instructors watching. Evaluation drones hovering like bored wasps.
Instructor Eldon stood before them, calm and composed.
"Observe."
With a wave of his hand, his blade ignited in runes. Light shimmered. And from it, rose his weapon's physical form—a tall, chrome-plated humanoid with glowing blue eyes and no discernible gender. Sleek. Efficient. Tactical.
The perfect avatar.
The rest of the students tried.
Nothing happened.
Another. Fail.
And another.
Still nothing.
Until…
Aiden stepped forward.
And unsheathed Elara.
The moment her blade hit the air, the wind shifted.
Energy crackled. Light flared.
And then—
She manifested.
At first, she was… beautiful.
Tall. Elegant. Curvy, but not absurd.Golden hair spilled down her back in waves. Skin pale, almost glowing.Eyes—massive, amethyst-colored orbs that sparkled like weaponized royalty.
She stood in the field like a dream given form.
For a moment, even she was impressed.
"Damn. Okay. Okay. Not bad. This doesn't suck."
She blinked down at her body, flexing a little. Touched her cheek.
"I look like a JRPG side quest boss who's secretly the final villain. Love that for me."
The other students stared. A couple instructors whispered.
Then—
PING.
System Alert:[Host Emotional Response Detected: Attraction Confirmed.][Sync Stability: 93%][Arousal Level: Moderate → Rising]
She froze.
"Wait. Wait, what?"
She turned.
Looked over.
And there was Aiden.
Red-faced.
Panicking.
And very visibly tenting his pants.
Elara short-circuited.
"OH HELL NO."
"IS THAT—ARE YOU—IS YOUR BLADE MAKING YOU HARD RIGHT NOW?!"
Aiden made a squeaking noise no human should ever make.
"I—I—IT'S A BIOLOGICAL GLITCH I CAN'T—"
She shrieked.
"I WAS FINE WITH BEING A HOT GIRL UNTIL I BECAME A BONER CATALYST."
System Message:
📉 -10 to Aiden's dignity📊 +1 to Elara's Psychic Damage🎯 Side Quest Added: Manifest Without Being Objectified
Elara stomped (as best she could in magical heels).
Her hair bounced. Her chest bounced. Her rage bounced.
"I AM YOUR WEAPON, NOT YOUR WAIFU."
Aiden flailed. "I DIDN'T—YOU'RE JUST—THE SYSTEM—THERE WAS—"
"I AM REPORTING YOU TO HR."
"WE DON'T EVEN HAVE HR!"
"I'LL INVENT IT."
The class was silent.
One drone exploded from secondhand embarrassment.
And somewhere, far off in the digital void of W.A.R.D.E.N., a cursed AI wrote a fanfic in real time.
The summoning faded.
The glow died down.
Elara stood there—fully manifested. Hair flowing like golden rivers of bad decisions. Waist snatched. Legs sculpted by divine satire.And boobs.Jiggling. Majestic. Planetary.
She glared at Aiden.
He was frozen. Still tenting. Still dying.
A student somewhere in the back murmured, "That's not a weapon, that's a war crime."
Then the System Pings
System Alert:Multiple Neural Sync Threads Detected…...Processing nearby biometric responses...
Response 1: Elevated heart rate. Dilated pupils. Minor sweating.Response 2: Audible gulp. Rapid breath pattern.Response 3: "Bro what the f—"
Ping. Ping. Ping.
They were all looking at her.
Some with awe.
Some with terror.
But several?
With thoughts.
Elara's runes flared.
"OH."
She twitched.
Her hips tilted.
She bounced once—purely to test the physics.
Boing.
A mental sigh. Like an internal snack.
"Oh. Oh I see."
She threw her shoulders back.
The bounce echoed like thunder.
System Message:[User Elara has gained passive ability: Ego Fuelled By Horny Side-Eyes][+1 to Ferality][+3 to Strut Power][+10 to Curve Confidence]
And She Walked
Not just walked.
Strutted.
The boob jiggle alone registered a small seismic event.
"Excuse me, coming through. Eyes up here. No, I said EYES UP HERE—unless you're ready to duel."
The ground quaked under her unapologetic anime thighs.
One instructor dropped their clipboard again.
Someone in the back fainted.
Aiden walked behind her, face pale, hoodie tied around his waist, muttering prayers to whatever god handled embarrassment insurance.
She Reached the End of the Yard
Whipped her hair over her shoulder.Bounced again, just to do it.Licked her finger, touched her hip, and hissed.Sssszzzt.
"Perfect blade. Perfect bounce. Perfectly unhinged."
Aiden groaned.
"You're supposed to be my partner."
"I am your partner. The tits were a package deal."
"I didn't ask for this!"
"You didn't not ask for it. Subconsciously. Don't worry. I forgive you."
System Message:
📊 Passive Buff Acquired: "Ferality Field" – Enemies within 20ft lose 2 Wisdom📈 Stat Boost: Confidence (MAXED)📉 Aiden's Reputation: -10 (Local Simp Rumors Begin)🎯 Side Quest Updated: Survive School While Jiggling Aggressively