Absolute Depravity: Reincarnated with a lustful System



Woken up by the warm beams of sunlight shining through the open window, Riley flopped around lazily in his bed. Trying to contain the strain in his body from last night, he could feel the soreness seeping through every fiber of his muscles. After about an hour of struggling to get up, he was finally off on his way to get a shower.

'What the hell happened last night?' He couldn't remember much of what transpired with Asuka, but the excruciating sensation of his burning organs was still fresh in his memories. 'My head feels weird…'

On his way to the bathhouse, a strange tightness laid heavy over his chest, almost as if the tissues in his ribcage were trying to bend inwards. But with a mind as foggy as a winter morning in the plains, all he could gather was the path to his daily routine that he had grown so accustomed to.

Waddling down the corridors, he ran into numerous servants bowing their heads to him. However, what he failed to realize were their troubled gazes over his back as he went right past them. Pouring out of a long tear down his shorts, the newfound curves of his body caught the attention of many.

"Why do I feel like shit today?" Panting heavily as he walked, the tension over his chest kept pushing the air out of his lungs.

Being a chirpy person of the morning, the sluggish feeling in him was way out of the ordinary. Usually, by this hour of the day, he would often be off to the fencing ground striking down the inexperienced guards and training them to be better spies to work under him.

Upon reaching the bath-house, he began brushing his teeth in front of a wide mirror, and yet somehow in his dreamy state, he didn't catch onto the weird anomalies in his body. After washing off his face, he began to take off his clothes before heading into the bath, and that's when he noticed the most critical change of all.

"What?!" Having undone his shorts, the lack of his manhood sent deathly chills down his spine. Furthermore, as he bent forward to get a closer look, what he noticed made his heart almost bounce out of his mouth. "I'm dreaming, right?"

Turning into a vagina, the only conclusive proof of his manhood was now completely gone. Petrified by the realization, he hoped to wake up from the bizarre nightmare knowing full well that he wasn't trapped in a dream. Frenzied by the change, he began patting himself all over to judge out any other adverse changes, and to his horror, it wasn't just his genitals but his whole body had changed into that of a woman.

"NO! NOOOO! This isn't my body, this is a back fucking dream!" He screamed out loud stripping himself to get a better look at the rest of his body.

Unsurprisingly as he stood there looking into the mirrors, the feeling of his chest bending inward finally began to make sense. Lumped with a pair of heaping breasts, a state of utter shock took over him. Lost in contemplation, he kept on staring until his mind made the connection as to why his body had undergone such a bizarre change.

At first, he felt overcome with anger, but then as his eyes glanced over to his frail yet fitting hands, a sense of comfort took over him for a moment. Like the last piece of a missing puzzle being pushed into its place, he couldn't help but feel a strange allure and comfort in his new body of his.

"No…I didn't train every single day of my life to end up like this," straying from the tranquil feeling, he just couldn't bring himself to accept it. "I didn't kill those countless men, women, and even…not for this, it can't be."

Curling up in anger, his fingers formed a tight fist. Directing that rage to the only person he knew was responsible, he quickly activated his ability to turn invisible and went on to grab his cape before going out to hunt them.

"I never wanted that fucking Laria or whatever, that stupid Margarette is just a greedy whore trying to justify her hunger by pushing her dreams onto me," swearing to take her out after Asuka, Riley made his way back to collect his cape and weapons.

On his way back to his room, despite being invisible a sense of shame took over him. Strolling around naked in broad daylight wasn't the best of ideas, but he was too enraged to be bothered much by it.

***

After many tries of servant conversion by using a clone failed, Margarette was off on her way to attend to her royal duties. Having already discussed the matter with Haruki, she was given permission to carry on as regular until he had some good use of her, or wanted to convert her into a lust demon himself.

Walking into the castle hall, Margarette's sight laid on the beckoning throne. Shimmering like a phoenix with sunlight shining from behind, Haruki was seated atop the throne with Asuka standing by his side.

'I know, you don't need to rub it in.' Margarette scorned the sight of him pretending to be superior.

Glaring down at her, Haruki had given up on the side of mercy. The agony he witnessed had left him with a savory aftertaste that he couldn't forget, and thus, prolonging the suffering of others was moved a lot higher on his list of priorities.

"Clone: target, Margarette Phoenix" uttering those words, he created a perfect replica of the duchess. "This right here will be the new ruler of Daria, it's a perfect version of you fed with every secret you harbor, including your desire to kill me this instance."

Watching her own clone, Margarette clenched her teeth in the horror of what was to come once Haruki takes over. However, those worries were not directed toward her people, but a concern for her own safety and hers alone.

"I-I…" Noticing Snow's sapphire eyes glowing under the shade of the throne, she was once again reminded of how he watched her squirming through agony and pain. "I-I understand…"

Bowing to her new master, the duchess of Daria had handed over her authority.

"What the hell is happening here?" Coming from the shadows, a voice trailed into their ears.

Following it with their eyes, they saw Riley suddenly appear right behind Asuka, and before she had the chance to even react, he drove his fencer right through her heart.

"Like hell I care anymore!" He roared, kicking her down the steps of the throne.