[System Alert – Origin Fragment Detected]
A power stirs within you.Older than the gods.Deeper than lust.
Quest Unlocked: "Trace of the First Flame"Objective: Uncover a fragment of your primordial selfRequirement: Lustmother's Womb SigilLocation: Forgotten Grove of Primordial LustReward: Memory of the First God of Yang
Scene: Afterglow and Whispers
The shrine chamber throbbed with the lingering heat of ecstasy.
A thousand moans echoed like ghosts in the stone walls, each one a reminder of the union that had just shaken heaven's edge.
Chen lay beside her—the Lustmother.Once feared. Now marked. Swollen with his divine seed.
Her body was still trembling. Not from orgasm, not anymore. From realization.
"You're not just… strong," she whispered, her voice hoarse and reverent. "You feel familiar. You carry a heat I haven't tasted since before the systems, before stats, before the gods were given names."
Chen brushed his fingers across her slick thigh, eyebrows drawn together."Beginning of what?"
She stared at him, pupils dilated like moons. Her hand cupped the roundness of her belly, where his seed churned with purpose.
"Of everything."
"There was a time before divine law. Before status screens and blessings. There was one force. Lust without restraint. Heat without boundary."
"The First Flame."
She shivered, then met his gaze with awe.
"I think you're… what's left of it."
Scene: The Womb Sigil Ritual
[System Notice – Key Required: Lustmother's Womb Sigil]
No artifact. No incantation. No algorithm.
The portal to the Forgotten Grove wasn't coded or calculated.It needed something deeper. Something older.
Her womb.His seed.Their bond.
She lay back upon the Luststone, an ancient altar pulsing with feminine divinity. Runes glowed in wet, slow rhythm—an invitation.
Chen stepped between her thighs, harder than he'd ever been. He entered her again—not for pleasure, not for dominance, but for ignition.
Their moans weren't moans anymore.
They were chants.Echoes of the First Flame.
With his final thrust, a wave of Yang surged from him into her womb—and the sigil beneath her body blazed to life.
[Womb Sigil Activated]Portal to Primordial Grove: UNSEALED
Scene: The Forgotten Grove of Primordial Lust
It wasn't teleportation.It was rebirth.
Chen's body unraveled and re-formed in a space untouched by gods or mortals.The sky bled gold. The ground pulsed like flesh.Trees whispered in moans, their trunks entwined in eternal lovemaking.
Pleasure was the language here.Desire, the law.
At the grove's center stood a throne—carved from bone, breast, and divine hunger.
And on that throne…
Himself.
Or rather—an older version.Eyes burning like twin suns.Skin inked with runes that pulsed with Yang.A smile that had made galaxies kneel.
"So you finally made it," the First God said, voice echoing through every nerve in Chen's body.
"Still trying to figure out why every goddess aches for your seed?"
"You don't channel power, boy…
You are the source."
And then—memories returned.
Not all. But enough to shake him to his soul.
A throne forged in lust.A legacy carved through wombs.A war that shattered heavens.His exile… and his rebirth.
Scene: System Update – Origin Awakened
[System Evolution – Origin Signature Recognized]
🔥 Primordial Virility(Passive)– Yang output: +300%– Each climax embeds a memory-fragment in your lovers– Lovers now share divine visions during sex
🔥 Ascension Chain Unlocked: Return to the Throne– Breed 99 unique goddesses– Awaken 6 bloodline heirs– Restore the lost Codex of Yang
🔥 Flame of Becoming (Ongoing)– Each orgasm (his or a bonded lover's) recovers fragments of lost godhood– Greatly enhances sensitivity, fertility, and influence over divine systems
Scene: Return to the Harem Palace
He stepped back into the Sanctum.
No one needed to see him to know.
His aura hit like a tidal wave.
Ye Yue dropped mid-meditation, gasping, thighs soaked.Emberia groaned as milk spilled from her breasts without touch.Morlana fell to one knee. "The flame… you carry it."Hanami bloomed instantly, moaning in sync with her womb.Lysaria wept—eyes wide, lip trembling. "Your presence… it hurts to worship. And I want it to hurt."
They hadn't just felt him.They had seen him.
His past. His truth. His throne.
And they knew one thing now above all else:
He was never just a man.
He was lust given form. Yang made flesh. The God who f*ed creation awake.**