'I can't believe that making love would feel so good.'

'If i had known before, i would have no doubt opened my legs to the first handsome man i met.'

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'But i would have never met my boyfriend right now if that happened to me in the first place.'

'I love you, Caden.' This was the last thought Freya had before darkness ate her consciousness away.

They had tried all the positions in the kama sutra and she had lost count on how many times she came in the long hours that she had been fucked completely.

It was now 7 o'clock in the evening and Freya had not even the strength to open her eyes at this time.

It did not need telling that she was truly spent in the aftermath of such a lengthy battle.

"Sleep." Our bored gamer murmured as he kissed the forehead of his girlfriend. Before long, he too succumbed to the pull of sleep next to our very own Freya Barnes.

* * *

Morning came and the new lovers shared breakfast with big happy smiles on their faces. Freya was practically beaming with joy and our good gamer also shared her enthusiasm in full.

Since it has already gotten to this point then he might as well take responsibility and add this woman to his list of harem members.

If truth be told, he was already expecting for this to happen the moment he achieved immortality countless eons before.

Alas, Clark was very much commendable indeed in trying to resist this inevitable truth before him.

* * *

"It seems like you had a memorable day before."

"You're even walking weird at this time."

"Did you finally give your precious cherry to a man, Freya?" Sarah Read teased when her best friend arrived at the house.

"..." Freya replied wordlessly as she merely nodded with a blush. She thought about the many things she learned yesterday and her face turned even redder by the second.

"You, slut! You better tell me every single detail that you can remember!" Sarah said and her curiosity got the better of her.

It did not take long before laughter and female giggles rang in the privacy of their home as Freya tried to recall everything from start to finish.

Although Sarah nourished an unrequited love but she was also happy to see her best friend attain her happiness at last. Sarah believed that she would also find her own man someday.

* * *

Eight months later and this was exactly 2 years from when our bored gamer started refining the dragon flesh into his own body, a familiar sound reached the ears of our bored gamer.

"DING!"

"Congratulations, host. You have successfully leveled up into a level 5 monster!" Nancy notified and immediately brought up the character status of our bored gamer.

* * *

Host: Clark Colter

Unique Race: Clone Harpy

Cultivation: Level 5 Monster

Innate Abilities:

1. Flight

2. Enhanced Strength

3. Pseudo Invulnerability

4. Regeneration

5. True Copy

Inventory

* * *

"DING!"

"You have achieved 2 Innate Abilities!"

1. Skill Replication – user can copy another person's ability. (skill not effective on someone who is at a higher level than the user, limited to 1 skill replication at any given time)

2. Mirror Image – user can summon an exact image of another. (the aura, demeanor, and all mannerisms of the target can be perfectly conjured in full, limited to 1 mirror image at any given time)

"Finally i'm at level 5 at last!"

"I only have 2 more years to wait before I can finally make my move." Our bored gamer smiled and his true body continued to devour the dragon meat in peace.

Alas, what he did not know was that his comfortable sign in system was about to get hit by an unexpected turn of events soon.

* * *

A month later and...

TAP!

TAP!

TAP!

Three knocks disturbed our bored gamer's silent cultivation.

"Hmmm... I smell trouble." Clark opened his eyes and got up to meet his unwanted guest.

"CREAK!" The door opened and our good gamer was greeted by a beautiful woman outside.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Stone but I have an urgent notice for you." The woman bowed slightly then gave a letter unto our avid gamer's hands.

She had seen our bored gamer many times in this hotel and she was practically in lust towards Clark like many other women before her.

Alas, this woman hid it more effectively than her other peers. One could say that this lovely woman really knew the fine limitations of business and pleasure.

"Have a good day, Sir!" The woman smiled and then easily went on her way to make her unusual rounds today.

Clark opened the letter and the omen of doom truly manifested at this time.

"FUCK ME! The owner is finally selling this crumbling hotel and he wants me out of here as early as next week. Hmmm..."

Clark shook his head and thought of an easy solution to this problem.

* * *

Jensen Brooks was a happy man today. He would meet up with a willing buyer to his properties and was about to cash out on this dying business.

He was a fifth generation rich man and the property that he was going to sell was an inheritance from his father.

He could have renovated the hotel and brought it to its past glory but that would have needed much investment, time, luck and effort on his part before he could even break even in a couple of years to come.

One should know that Jensen Brooks was a practical man and his line of business was sadly not in hotels. Thus, he could only get rid of it and sell it to someone more passionate in this field.

"Did Mr. Saunders confirm the appointment today, Agnes?" Jensen Brooks asked.

"Yes, Mr. Brooks. Our friends confirmed it twice." Agnes replied and she was indeed a picture of a perfect secretary at this time.

"TAP!" A single knock was heard and this made Jensen Brooks smile with apparent relief.

"..." Agnes mirrored her employer's feeling and stood up to open the door.

"DING!" But when she did, she was surprised to see the handsome face of our very own protagonist.

"I heard that you're selling this hotel. Is the table still open for negotiations?"