[Sexual Content and lemons warning]

This novel has smut but is not smut focused.

It has Plot and story, developing relationships. Though it may feel a bit slow in the beginning it will pace up soon.

No NTR.
18+

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With her sitting on me, I could feel her thighs, so soft and I didn't want her off of me but this was not the time for that. 

“I wouldn't betray you like this Jennifer, you know this” I said, shifting my gaze from her thighs to her eyes. 

“You were with Renn all along.” She said as she drew a blade to my neck. “You can't tell me you don't have a hand in this”

At that moment, there was nothing I could say to please the beast who had me in chokehold. I just laid there and prayed for a miracle. 

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In a world where every player controls five versatile avatars, Contrario Williams is cursed with just one avatar.

Mocked, outclassed, and labelled “One-slot player,” Contrario enters Irish Valley, a faction known for chewing up the weak. But when his last avatar, named Stray, really bonds with him, everything begins to change. What starts as a desperate struggle to survive quickly grows into a chaotic rise through ranked raids, underground brawls, and deadly bounty missions.

With 290 days until a tournament that will shake the game world, Contrario is thrown into brutal training simulations, tangled love interests, and savage battles with elite bounty hunters and mercenaries like the infamous Kyra and Axel. Killer twins who fight for who can pay them the most, and who just might hold the key to Contrario's haunted past.

But in a world built on stats, politics, and power, what happens when the most underestimated player becomes the most unpredictable? How would Contrario handle opening up to people who later betray him?

And how far will Contrario go to prove that one slot is all he needs?

The core integration had nearly killed him. Not physically, but mentally. Emotionally. Watching Stray lay still, his lights dimming, his presence vanishing into that dead quiet that made my chest clench. I wasn't ready for that.


Now, here I was in Noix Forge, sweat pouring down my back, blood crusted on my gloves, my hands trembling as I tried again and again to boot him out of suspended animation.


"Come on, Stray. Come on..." I muttered, slamming my fist on the side of his chassis. "You've pulled through worse. I know you're in there. Don't leave me like this. Please."


There was no response. No flicker. No hum.


I fumbled into my bag and pulled out the reinitialization rod. "Just one spark," I whispered, plugging it in and watching as the red pulse tried to sync with the rare core embedded deep in his system.


Chapter 26 - Broken metal, Burning blood.