Episode 1
The rain fell like bullets from the sky, the sharp patter beating down on cracked sidewalks and flickering neon lights. In a dark alley behind a rundown apartment complex, Ethan Cross sat hunched beneath a crooked fire escape, his hoodie soaked and clinging to his frame.
His phone battery was dead. His wallet was empty. His stomach ached from two days of ramen and regret.
"Another job rejection…" he muttered to himself, scrolling through old messages that had long stopped offering hope.
He wasn't stupid. He wasn't lazy either. But the world didn't care about those things. In this city, if you didn't have connections, wealth, or some kind of viral charisma, you were nothing.
And Ethan? He was just... background noise.
Until tonight.
A thunderclap roared overhead, followed by the screech of tires and a sudden, shattering crash.
Ethan shot up. Around the corner, the glow of streetlights illuminated a twisted car wrapped around a lamppost. Smoke hissed from the engine. The windshield was spider-webbed with cracks.
Someone was still inside.
Without thinking, Ethan ran.
"Hey! Can you hear me?" he yelled, yanking the mangled door with all his strength.
The figure in the driver's seat was a woman — beautiful, bloodied, unconscious. Her long hair shimmered with an unnatural silver tone. She didn't look real. More like… a goddess disguised as a human.
"Shit, come on!" he grunted, pulling her free just as flames licked from beneath the hood.
He dragged her to safety, just as the car exploded behind them in a blast of heat and light.
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By the time the fire trucks came, she was gone.
No ambulance, no trace, no name. Just a silver pendant left behind where she had lain, shaped like an infinity symbol with strange crimson engravings.
Ethan picked it up.
The moment his fingers touched the metal, a jolt of warmth surged through his spine — not painful, but paralyzing.
His vision blurred.
His mind spun.
Then came a voice — soft, feminine, teasing.
> "Welcome, Host. You have been chosen."
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Ethan gasped, jerking back to consciousness in his apartment bed. His soaked clothes were gone, replaced by a fresh shirt and joggers. The pendant? Now hanging from his neck, pulsing faintly.
The voice echoed again — this time from inside his mind.
> "Seduction System Initialization… 20%... 80%... 100%."
"System Bound. Host: Ethan Cross."
"Welcome to SinBound."
"What the hell… is this a dream?" Ethan muttered, sitting up and looking around.
Nope. Definitely his crappy studio apartment. Still had the busted AC and a flickering ceiling bulb. But now, something new hovered in front of his eyes — a blue translucent screen.
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[🖤 SinBound Seduction System 🖤]
Level: 1
Lust Points (LP): 0
Skills Unlocked: None
Passive Ability: Aphro Aura (Dormant)
Current Objective: Make physical contact with a female within 24 hours.
Reward: +10 LP | Unlock: "Touch of Heat" Skill
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Ethan blinked. The screen was still there.
He touched the air — and the menu responded, sliding and shifting with every finger movement.
> "This is insane… some kind of hallucination? A game system?"
> "Correction, Host," the voice returned, smooth as silk. "This is reality now. You have been selected to wield the SinBound System — a pleasure-driven interface that converts desire into power."
> "Why me?"
> "Because you touched the Key... and because you're worthy."
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Ethan stood up, his heart pounding. The screen vanished for a moment, only to reappear when he blinked hard. It was embedded in his senses now.
A pop-up screen emerged suddenly.
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🔔 New Mission Activated
Task: Make physical contact with a woman within 24 hours.
Bonus Objective: Make her shiver from your touch.
Reward: 10 LP + Skill Unlock
Penalty: Temporary System Freeze (48 Hours)
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Ethan laughed nervously. "Make a woman shiver? I can barely get one to smile."
Still, something inside him burned — a spark he hadn't felt in years. Not just lust, but curiosity… and something darker.
This was no game. But it felt like one.
And maybe, just maybe, this was his shot to change everything.
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12 Hours Later — Downtown Café
Ethan sipped on the only thing he could afford: a small black coffee. He hadn't even planned to come here, but the system prompted a "High Compatibility Aura Detected" the moment he passed by.
She was sitting at the corner table. Red blazer, black heels, glasses — a classic office beauty. Her lips were painted crimson, her eyes sharp and unreadable as she typed furiously on a silver laptop.
A screen hovered in Ethan's vision again.
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🎯 Target Identified: "Sophia Vance"
Age: 26
Mood: Irritated
Lust Potential: Moderate
Trigger: Assertive Dominance
Compatibility Rank: B+
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Ethan swallowed hard. "You want me to touch her? She looks like she eats broke guys like me for breakfast."
> "Confidence is foreplay," the voice whispered. "Now go. Your countdown has begun."
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He stood, heart pounding, and casually approached her table.
"Excuse me," he said, voice calm. "You dropped this."
He held out a pen. It wasn't hers. But it worked.
Sophia barely looked up. "Thanks."
As she reached out, Ethan gently brushed her fingers. The contact was brief — but electric.
Ding!
> 🎉 Contact Made. Mission Progress: 50%
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"You mind if I sit?" he asked boldly, pulling out the chair before she could answer.
She raised an eyebrow. "Do I know you?"
"No," he said. "But you will."
She snorted — the tiniest smile playing at the corner of her lips. "Brave. Stupid, but brave."
"You look like you need a distraction," Ethan said. "Mind letting me be that for five minutes?"
Sophia studied him, then closed her laptop. "Alright. Five minutes."
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They talked.
He flirted — awkward at first, but guided by sudden flashes of knowledge flooding his brain. Like instinct turned into skill. Every response from Sophia lit up the system interface.
And then came the opportunity.
As she reached for her coffee, he touched her wrist — slow, deliberate, his thumb brushing along her pulse point.
Her breath caught.
A chill ran through her.
Ding!
> ✅ Mission Complete.
+10 LP
🔓 New Skill Unlocked: Touch of Heat
🔥 Passive Activated: Aphro Aura (Mild)
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Sophia blinked and cleared her throat. "Well… You're something else, aren't you?"
"I try," Ethan said with a grin.
She gathered her things and stood. "Maybe next time, I'll buy you coffee."
"Looking forward to it."
As she walked away, her hips swayed just a bit more than necessary.
Ethan slumped back in his chair as the system pulsed again.
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[Level Up Achieved – LVL 2]
New Skill Available: Touch of Heat
New Passive Active: Aphro Aura (Tier 1) – Emits a subtle field of arousal to nearby targets.
New Mission Available:
🎯 "Get a Kiss from Sophia"
Reward: +25 LP | Unlock: Skill Tree Tier 1
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Ethan stared at the menu in awe.
Power. Real, tangible power. All tied to seduction.
He'd been invisible yesterday. A loser.
Today? He made a woman shiver from a single touch.
What could he do tomorrow?
He didn't know where this system came from. He didn't know what the rules were. But one thing was certain…
> This game was real.
And Ethan Cross had just started playing.
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