The System's Arrival
A searing pain exploded in his skull.
"AARGHH!"
Leon clutched his head as burning agony tore through his mind. A flood of foreign memories surged into his consciousness, overwhelming him like a raging tide. He saw faces, places, battles, and secrets that were not his own.
Then—
A name echoed in his mind like a whisper of fate:
Leon Moonwalker.
Duke of the Moonstone Kingdom.
And this world... it was called Galvia.
As the memories pieced themselves together, Leon finally understood whose body he now inhabited. The previous Leon Moonwalker was a fearsome and powerful warrior—respected, noble, and terrifying in battle. But he had one fatal flaw: an incurable disease that had slowly rotted him from the inside.
An unknown illness.
One that left him with an... embarrassing condition.
Leon blinked, his expression stiffening as he lowered his gaze.
"…Erectile dysfunction?"
He sat frozen for a few seconds. Then, his eyes slowly, hesitantly dropped to his crotch. "You've got to be kidding me…" then he groaned and buried his face in his hands.
"In my previous life, I was a virgin... and I always dreamed that if I got transmigrated, I'd live it up —build a glorious harem, conquer beauties, live the dream… but this?"
His expression crumbled into despair.
"So, this is why he never enjoyed women. He couldn't… Damn it! No wonder he died last night—not from battle, but from this miserable disease…"
His hopes for a lustful, pleasure-filled second life were crumbling fast.
And then—
Creak.
The door to his lavish room swung open.
A soft rush of wind brushed in, carrying with it a sweet floral scent.
And standing at the doorway… was a girl.
No—a breath taking beauty around the age of eighteen or nineteen. Her long crimson-red hair flowed like a river of blood-soaked silk, cascading down her back. Her crimson eyes gleamed with life and emotion. Her figure was divine, with generous curves that emphasized both her full breasts and wide hips, wrapped in a form-fitting white and crimson gown that teased more than it concealed. Her skin was pale white, flawless and soft—her every step graceful full of charm.
Leon's breath caught.
"If she lived on Earth… she'd be a goddess. Even the most famous idols would look dull beside her."
She was that stunning.
Rias Moonwalker.
The name flashed in his memory.
She was the adopted daughter of the previous Duke and— now his daughter. A girl he'd taken in years ago after a fateful encounter on the streets, where she had bumped into him while begging for food. The duke, unable to father a child or have a family of his own due to his condition, had adopted her and raised her with care and protection.
Rias crimson eyes lit up with shock and joy as they landed on Leon.
"Daddy!"
She rushed toward him and, without hesitation, threw herself into his chest—arms tightly wrapping around him, her soft body pressing against his.
"Finally… finally, you're awake!" she cried.
A tear slipped from her eye, soaking into his tunic.
Leon sat frozen, overwhelmed by the softness pressing against him. Her warmth. Her scent. Her trembling breath. His heart raced—not just from her beauty, but from the sheer intimacy of her touch.
"So soft… is this how it feels to hug a girl like this?"
Memories confirmed her identity. She was indeed his adopted daughter. The previous Leon had treated her like family—never as a woman. Maybe out of principle… or maybe because he simply couldn't see her that way, given his condition.
Leon, the new soul, swallowed hard. He had to act the part.
His hand slowly rose, gently patting her back.
"It's okay, dear. I'm fine now."
His voice was calm, gentle—soothing. His performance was perfect.
"All those college drama classes finally paid off…" he thought.
Rias looked up at him, her eyes glistening. Then she gave a soft nod.
"You really scared me, Daddy… This morning, when I came to wake you, you weren't moving. I thought I lost you… doctor said your heart is still beating but you're not awake from whole day I really scared Daddy with your condition."
Leon offered a small, comforting smile.
"I must have collapsed from fatigue. I've been… pushing myself too much lately," he lied smoothly, relying on the duke's memories to construct a believable excuse.
Rias sniffled but nodded slowly, though her face still showed traces of worry.
"You must be hungry. Why don't you take a bath while I go fetch your meal? I'll bring it right here, so you don't have to move much."
Leon nodded. "That sounds perfect."
With a graceful moment she stands up for leave not before give one last glance over her shoulder, Rias turned and walked out, her long legs and swaying hips leaving a hypnotic trail behind her.
Leon stared after her… and then frowned.
"Wait a second…" He blinked.
Memory fragments stirred.
Rias… had a problem.
A big problem.
She had a daddy complex… not the innocent kind. Not the cute, clingy affection most adopted daughters had.
No—Rias had a deep, obsessive, twisted love for the duke not as a father but man. She had repeatedly tried to seduce him. Crawled into his bed. Wore revealing clothes. Whispered sweet, sinful things. And every time, the former Duke had gently turned her away—not out of moral fortitude, But the former Leon had never once seen her as a woman—only as his precious daughter. Because of his Erectile dysfunction, and her attempts had ended in awkward silence and bitter disappointment. Even after her failed attempt but she hadn't stopped her from trying seducing him.
"I see… no wonder he stayed pure even with that beauty beside him. Damn this Erectile dysfunction…"
And just as he was thinking about how tragic that was—
[DING!]
[System initializing—condition complete.]
[Connecting the Supreme Spouse System to Host's Soul…]
[Connection established successfully.]
A digital transparent blue interface suddenly appeared in front of Leon's eyes.
[Host Information]
[ Name: Leon Moonwalker
Age: 30
Cultivation: Grandmaster
Race: Human
Talent: Average
Level: 1
HP: 100/100
STR: 37/100
AGL: 32/100
VIT: 28/100
STM: 30/100
INT: 20/100
DEF: 29/100
Blank Points: 10 ]
(Limit of a normal human: 10)
[Skill Unlocked:]
[ Touch of Charm: A passive skill that increases the user's charm and attractiveness when physically touching a woman. When activated, the touch becomes infused with a subtle magical allure, making women more receptive. Once touched, she can never be fully satisfied by anyone else. The more time spent with her, the stronger the effect.]
[Harem Members: None]
[System Bonus: You have received 10 Blank Points. You can assign them freely to any stat.]
[Notice: The Supreme Spouse System has been successfully installed. From now on, the host can gain the power, talent, physique, and bloodline of any woman he fucks. The stronger the woman, the greater the benefit.]
[Friendly Reminder: If you want to become stronger—build a BIG harem.]