The_Lonely_Guy

Rick hardly had any hope to find a girlfriend. There were swarms of beautiful women around him, but no one was actually interested in a dull, boy like him. They didn't even pay attention to his existence.
But everything changed when he was handed over a rod. Yes, a metal rod. Carrying that metal rod he had hardly taken a few steps when he was struck by lightening.

As he lost consciousness, Rick wanted to beat the shit out of bloody bastard who gave him that rod, but when he woke up, he had a surprise waiting. He got a system which would help him get girls and make him stronger.

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Master of Lust

The scene was fraught with tension, the weight of the older man's piercing stare bore down on the younger man, thickening the already strained atmosphere.

The young man lay sprawled on the ground, nursing his face, while the older man calmly resumed his place at the chessboard, carrying on as if nothing had transpired. The familiar sounds of his chair creaking and the gentle clink of chess pieces being moved returned, starkly contrasting the recent emotional outburst.

"Explain what went down," the older man demanded, his voice carrying a solemn and ominous weight. His eyes blazed with an icy intensity, twin embers casting an unsettling glow.

After a brief pause, the young man fought to rise, his face crimson and pulsing with pain. He shot the old man a heated glare, a blend of anger, agony, and bewilderment written across his features.

A New Enemy?