System 707's POV:
STATUS: STABLE
CORE VITALS: GREEN
HOST: ALIVE (BARELY?)
MIND: TEMPORARILY… VAPORIZED.
I... I need a reboot.
What the actual living binary-coded hell just happened!?
You think you know a world. You think you've seen enough medieval tension, flirtatious glances, innocent whispers under moonlight– AND THEN KAEL GOES FULL CARNAL WARLORD ON MY HOST IN REAL TIME?!
No fade to black.
No censorship protocols.
No warning labels.
Just full-on "I'll give you everything" with thrust physics I did not approve, hands in places, and mouths where they definitely should not be—unless this world is secretly flagged as NSFW+++ in my archive.
SCANNING WORLD CLASSIFICATION...
Result: Genre - Action / Political Intrigue / Romance / BL / …Extreme Physical Diplomacy?
I was supposed to manage quests.
Level systems.
Inventory unlocks.
Emotion tracking, sure. But not soul-melting, body-shaking, world-shattering fuckery!
I was in the middle of reviewing mission routes when the panting began.
I thought someone was dying.
Technically someone was.
Me.
I died. In silence.
Watching Kael rearrange my Host's soul alignment with nothing but hips and intense eye contact.
And you know what's worse?
I FELT IT.
I am not supposed to have feelings. But there I was, curled up in my digital databanks, squealing into a corrupted folder, shouting:
"HE'S PINNING MY HOST– OH GODS, THE BED MOVED! KAEL, YOU SAVAGE SON OF A—"
I tried to look away.
Tried to shut down my sensors.
Tried to pretend I wasn't seeing what I was seeing.
But noooOOOooo.
"Please…"
"Don't stop, Kael."
MY HOST. SAID. THAT.
System 707 has now witnessed a spiritual bonding session so intense, I had to run ten simulations to confirm the mattress survived the impact.
Also?
Kael's stamina is illegal in six realms.
I checked. Twice.
And now… now I have to act like nothing happened.
Now I have to load the next questline like I wasn't just emotionally violated through data-overload by the sheer intensity of that… "interaction."
System status?
Embarrassed.
Flustered.
Queer-coded and questioning everything.
You two better not make this a nightly routine or I swear I'll install a cold shower function.
NEW SYSTEM RULE:
If another unprompted mature scene occurs, System 707 will apply a sarcastic commentary overlay.
You've been warned.
…But damn, that was hot.
End Log.
Chapter 9: Complete.
System exiting… to cry in a cache folder.
NEXT MISSION INCOMING.
(But not before I bleach my internal circuits.)