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Capítulo 7: What real pleasure means- Part 1

Frozen Milk was at a pivotal point in his life. The little wheels in his head turned, creating loud, shrieking, mechanical noises or it could be just the system adding background noises to this elaborate problem.

Even if the protagonist was at the beginning of his massive journey that led to the miracle- the unification of the world, he was fairly strong at the moment. Stronger than the average, so carrying the toilet to the top was not a problem at all for him. But the problem was making the all-mighty, O' so holy protagonist do petty labour like this.

How could Frozen Milk allow this? Especially, if it meant to be alone with the out-of-this-world gorgeous protagonist.

Getting to the top might be easy for the main character but for a pitiful small cannon fodder who would just fall over from a kick and roll to his death, Frozen Milk couldn't even make it to the top within three days.

Most of all, what kept Frozen Milk from wanting to spend even a second with his protagonist was that Frozen Milk actually enjoyed and looked up his fans' works: Fanfiction.

There were tons of lewd, 18+, NSFW, way too mind-blowing naughty stuff on the web by rotten females who loved to see the proud protagonist being a measly, masochist bottom to the devious, strong and violent top villain.

It was a new world for Frozen Milk. If he was honest, he almost did report those fanfics but somewhere along the way it became his third guilty pleasure right after torturing his readers himself.

Frozen Milk's guilty pleasure list consisted of torture mostly:

1. Grade SSS- Torturing readers

2. Grade SS- Reading the hate comments

3. Grade S- Reading about his tortured characters

4. Grade A+- Torturing his own characters

Frozen Milk now thought back and realised what a messed up and not-suitable author he was. He was a bit astonished and shocked at himself. If he was a reader, yeah, he would definitely immediately banish himself as the scum character that'd suffer the most hideous deaths in fanfics or be violated so badly, he'd became a crazy, self-hurting addict.

However, the fanfics proved to Frozen Milk that his readers were also not quite sane in their heads and this fact made him feel better and thinking about the amount of brutality sex provided in those stories, a comforting thought crept into Frozen Milk's mind- he was less of a twisted psycho than his readers.

Did he enjoy those fanfics? – Indeed.

Did he jerk off to them?- No.

Ok, maybe once or twice.

That was why it was even harder for him to look at his protagonist he created with blood and sweat and pure, innocent thoughts. He was like his son but then Frozen Milk tainted this image by watching his son be violated and even got off to it. To be fair, he did write a lot about his son bedding various females, so it also counted as disturbing his son's sexual privacy.

The shame! Lord, the shame! Frozen Milk fell to his knees and kowtowed in front of his protagonist.

"System, can you please, please, please tell me you've got a teleporting feature. I feel like I'm going to drown in shame and embarrassment. Holy shit! Damn! Just get me out of here."

"System's under maintain-"

"Fuck off! Don't screw with me! Fuck you!" Frozen Milk wailed on the ground.

It was an unsightly image, however, there was an upside to it and this highly comforted Frozen Milk. If he felt shame and guilt this meant he actually had a conscience and was not a twisted human being! He was slowly changing into a better person!

"What are you doing?" the protagonist helped Frozen Milk up.

The moment his hands touched Frozen Milk's, this pathetic author felt a heatwave polluting his body and jumped away from the protagonist.

The Beauties! Where are the Beauties? Let me indulge in those soft breasts, plump legs and sexy hips! Let me suffocate between them thick thighs and experience the juicy paradise! Let me drink it all! Come on!

Wait, Frozen Milk realised he wanted to become a monk. He had to rid himself from material and superficial pleasure.

"Let me help you. It's not much," the protagonist indeed carried the blinding 24k (fake) toilet with one arm. Underneath the sunshine, it became a dangerous weapon able to gouge out the eyes of even the most ferocious beasts.

Frozen Milk for the second time experienced shame. What the hell did he buy? He finally came to his senses.

"This must've been expensive. Worry not, I promise I won't break it, so let's go!" his protagonist gave Frozen Milk a dazzling smile, however, this time Frozen Milk's face was just blank, pure blank, blanker than any blank. It was able to put a blank piece of paper to shame.

His protagonist was too naïve and innocent! This massive pile of gold shit was fake! Yes, it was expensive but it was a rip off!

Frozen Milk followed his protagonist. He had to rethink everything, his goal was to become a monk and not interfere with the main story or main characters, yet he met both the villain and protagonist!

Now, Frozen Milk could only hope he wouldn't meet the true protagonist of his book- his author who transmigrated!

The author was the main character, the character the readers followed his journey inside this book. The one who eventually changed the book's storyline.

Now, that Frozen Milk thought about it he actually forgot what role his author played.

"Need some refreshing, host?" the system beeped.

"Now you come out huh? Useless, stingy-"

"I see, host does not want-"

"NO, NO, NO! I'm sorry, forgive me! I'm sorry, please tell me!" Frozen Milk was on his knees in his mind licking up to the system like it was candy.

"Very well, host's wish shall be granted."

Beep.

Frozen Milk now remembered.

And what clusterfuck he remembered.

Damn. What the hell was this crap?

Of course, what did he expect? He wanted to curse, scream and kick himself.

"Of course, of course, of course, it was like that," tears streamed down his face.

His author was a scum, a twisted scum who valued material possessions over everything else. So, once this author transmigrated into this book and got over the shock, he immediately used his knowledge to become the protagonist himself.

This meant instead of the actual protagonist- carrying the toilet right now- his author unified the world and became the ruler of it and if that wasn't enough, his trashy author killed off the protagonist and villain!

This was how the book was supposed to go! It was awful! No wonder his readers littered every chapter with an abnormal amount of excessive, violent hate. Who would want a shitty character like his author as the main protagonist? Who???

Frozen Milk felt another shocking wave of shame overcome him. He remembered how he enjoyed writing his author more and more of a bastard just to get a kick out of the misfortune of his readers.

The ending where his author killed off the protagonist and antagonist still hasn't been published yet so this meant-

"System, since the book hasn't gotten an ending yet, can it be changed?"

"Yes host, this is possible."

"Is this why I'm here?"

"System's undergoing main-"

"Fine, whatever! Whatever, I'm used to your evading shit. Tell me, who's your superior? Let me write a damn complaint! If you were a blue-collar worker in my world, you've already received an ass kick that straight send you to the unemployment hell!"

"System's currently on holid-"

"Is this all you can say?"

Frozen Milk didn't bother with the system anymore, he got what he wanted.


next chapter

Capítulo 8: What real pleasure means- Part 2

His author was actually an antagonist to the original story. The question now was did Frozen Milk love his protagonist inside the book more or his transmigrated author character? This was not even a competition? How could such an obvious and biased result even be called a competition?

It was clear, his author was scum, he had to stop him. Frozen Milk had a new mission and goal: become a monk, get their powers and stop his evil author character.

Frozen Milk finally knew what it meant to take responsibilities, he created this abomination of a character, he as the parent had to put an end to it.

Frozen Milk looked at the back of his true, one and only protagonist and swore he'd protect him and even the villain who tried to kill him. Frozen Milk felt like he finally shed the image, the personality of being a scum like a snake and was reborn. He was given a second chance to do good and he would take it and exceed all the expectations.

He was proud of himself and felt the readers would actually encourage him and shower him with praise.

Frozen Milk was so absorbed in his thoughts, he didn't even notice it was already dark. His protagonist stopped:

"Let's find a place to spend the night. It's getting late and dangerous."

Frozen Milk nodded.

It wasn't long before they actually found a small abandoned cabin in the mountains. It was a small one-room but the floor was big enough to have two grown men sleep on it and even house the toilet.

"Where should I put this?" the protagonist was sincerely worried where a good spot to put this esteemed trophy would be.

Frozen Milk went blank again and all he could say was: "Seriously?"

It just came out like well-lubed sticks, he didn't even mean to say it.

"Sorry, did I offend you? I was trying to figure out where I should put this expensive, glorious thing. The ground is too dirty."

Frozen Milk's facial features melted into three straight lines, how was this protagonist so gullible? It wasn't even funny anymore.

"Just put it down, it's alright. It's fake anyway."

"Ah," his protagonist put it down and shot Frozen Milk a pitiful look, "I'm sorry, you must've been scammed. Many newcomers come here but to see someone being scammed to this extent is really amazing."

What the hell are your eyes glistening like this for?

Frozen Milk wanted to bash his head somewhere.

His protagonist seemed genuinely amazed by him. He was excited like a puppy that watched his owner doing an amazing trick.

"Don't be amazed by something like this!" Frozen Milk couldn't help but shout as he looked into his protagonist's big innocent eyes.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" the protagonist sat on the floor.

Frozen Milk also sat down and constantly stole glances like a teen girl wanting the attention of her crush. Frozen Milk was in disbelief, he actually dared to kill off this gullible protagonist?

He indeed made the protagonist as naïve as possible because he thought it was fun to add more poison into the toxic pot he was cooking for the readers but now that he saw his protagonist, his son he couldn't help but to feel a little attached.

"Why do you want to go to the top of the mountain?" his protagonist was curious.

"To become a monk."

"A monk? Why?"

To help you survive-

"Of course, it's to serve this world and act as a mediator to stop the divide and war," the bullshit was just exploding out of Frozen Milk's mouth. Once someone was twisted, their diarrhoea would come out of the wrong hole. It was no help that there was a toilet next to him.

"Wow! I also have the same goal!"

"To become a monk?"

"No, to unify the world," the protagonist seemed to be in his element.

My son, I don't have that big of an aspiration. Which of my words came out wrong and entered your ears as me being a holy saviour wannabe?

"That's amazing! If it's you, I know you can do it," Frozen Milk couldn't help but praise this little puppy.

"Really?"

Frozen Milk could see the little puppy ears sprouting out of his protagonist's head standing up.

"Of course, of course! This amazing creator here knows it all haha!" and with that Frozen Milk's ego was back.

The shame, guilt and realisation he felt before was all flushed away with the amount of shit that piled up in Frozen Milk's throat.

"Then let's save this world together!" his protagonist's excitement couldn't be contained anymore.

Frozen Milk sighed at the cliché line 'save the world', did he really write this?

"You know, no one took me seriously and they even made fun of me! I know it sounds impossible but-"

Frozen Milk regressed into a snail. He wished he could hide in his snail house and not face the protagonist.

As his protagonist rambled on about how everyone was against him, memories off Frozen Milk's evil nights of torturing his protagonist resurfaced. One of his guilty pleasures brought so much pain to this innocence in person.

"I'm sorry," that was all Frozen Milk could choke out.

"It's alright! I'm fine!"

Indeed his protagonist's mentality was strong but that was the only good thing Frozen Milk gave him.

"Let's fight together!"

Frozen Milk coughed blood at another cliché line, he hoped he wouldn't have to endure his protagonist turning into a walking trope spitting machine. He wouldn't be able to continue to live if he had to hear more of those horrendous lines he wrote, coming out of his protagonist's mouth!

Frozen Milk listened to the snores next to him and slowly drifted off to sleep himself. He was actually starting to change the storyline and he even had the honour of becoming his protagonist's first buddy and companion who'd fight for the sake of the world.

Frozen Milk couldn't help but feel a bit excited himself, after all before he turned into a twisted bastard he indeed wanted to experience being transmigrated, and now this actually came true.

Was it a blessing in disguise?


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