[Daily Quest - one must stay proactive.] GOAL [INCOMPLETE] PUSH-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] SIT-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] CURL-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] SQUATS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] RUNNING — [0/10km] REWARD - [1 Point in Charisma, 1 Point in Agility, 1 Point in Strength, and 1 Point in Endurance][WARNING! – Failure to complete this quest will result in the permanent loss of something precious to the Host... You shall lose what makes you a man!] "No matter how many times I see this stupid Daily Quest, I still can't wrap my head around how this nonsense is supposed to be a 'feature' of an Idle Evolution System," grumbled a young man with unremarkable looks. His messy black hair stuck out like a bird's nest, his tired eyes clouded with irritation.COCKADOODLEDOOOOO!!!! A sudden, ear-piercing screech filled the room. Without thinking, the young man's hand shot out instinctively, quick and precise. BAM! The antique alarm clock flew through the air and crashed into the wooden bedside ta

Orion hit the floor with a grunt, his toothbrush bouncing once before rolling pitifully across the cold wooden boards. His arms screamed with fiery pain as he struggled to push himself back up, bloodshot eyes glaring at nothing in particular. "This system is the absolute worst!" he screamed internally. His thoughts were a boiling mix of outrage and desperation. "What kind of garbage system forces push-ups just to earn a single measly point in Perception?" His veins bulged under the strain of each rep, a fiery heat coursing through his limbs as if his body was trying to burn away the humiliation. The Idle Evolution System, as it was mockingly named, gleefully dangled stat increases in front of him like a carrot on a stick, demanding physical suffering in return. "I swear to every deity listening," he growled, sweat dripping from his nose onto the floorboards, "one day, I'm going to program some goddamn emotional trauma into you. Just you wait, system. Just. You. Wait." The system, of c

Orion was done being the outlier. He might be starting from the bottom, but he was climbing now, one stat point at a time.[Name: Idle Evolution System] [Host: Orion] - [Lvl 1] [Title: Calorie Chaser (F)][HP: 100] [MP: 100] [FATIGUE: 0]. [AP: 0][STRENGTH: 14] (Semi-Athletic) [AGILITY: 16] (Could be the star of a Track and Field team) [ENDURANCE: 13] (A woman might feel something with this level of endurance, but with what you're packing, good luck with that) [INTELLIGENCE: 12] (You could pass as a nerd, but not a very smart one)[PERCEPTION: 9] (You might be able to hear a whistling arrow before it hits you) [CHARISMA: 10] (Average. Just average.)Orion stared at the numbers, his face a mix of interest and annoyance. The words under each stat still managed to insult him, but at least they weren't as devastating as before. "Better than when it called me a 'Potato Sack on Legs' that one time," he muttered. Still, his stats showed progress—a fact that filled him with a small, albeit ca

Orion blinked his eyes open, the faint scent of antiseptic and the soft hum of distant machines pulling him from his groggy state. It took a moment for his vision to focus, but when it did, the sight that greeted him made him question whether he was still unconscious. Leaning over his bed was the beautiful brown-haired girl he vaguely remembered saving. Her silky locks spilled over his blanket like a cascading waterfall, her large eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Yet there was something strange in her gaze—a hazy fog, almost as if she were moving on autopilot. Orion felt his eyelids twitch. The girl's face was steadily drawing closer, her lips barely trembling as if... no, surely not. "Is she about to—?" His thoughts froze as the realization hit him. She was leaning in for a kiss! Orion didn't know what to do. Panic coursed through him, but his body refused to respond, caught in a strange limbo between disbelief and awkward acceptance. His mind raced with conflicting thoughts. Shoul

"Well, anyway, see you later, Grace," Orion said, waving warmly as the girl lingered at the door, clearly struggling to leave. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, and her gaze darted between Orion and the hallway. She didn't want to go, that much was obvious, but the guilt in her eyes told him she thought he needed more rest."You promise to contact me later...?" she asked hesitantly, her voice barely louder than a whisper."I promise," he replied with a reassuring smile.That seemed to satisfy her, and she nodded, her entire face lighting up as she skipped out of the room in an unnaturally good mood. A few nurses and doctors in the hallway exchanged curious glances, wondering what had happened to the normally reserved girl. But before anyone could ask, she was already gone, leaving behind only a lingering sense of her newfound energy.Back in the room, Orion sighed, his smile fading as he turned his attention to a flashing red system screen that demanded his full focus. T