Glitch System: Reincarnated into an Erotic World

The soft glow of a television illuminated the dim bedroom as the morning news echoed through the quiet house.

"It's been just six months since Crimson Online was launched, and yet it has already dominated the gaming industry, breaking yet another world record with over four billion active players worldwide."

The screen shifted to breathtaking footage of towering kingdoms, floating islands, dragons soaring through crimson skies, and groups of players battling terrifying monsters.

Crimson Online was the world's first rated-18+ virtual reality game. Developed using revolutionary neural-link technology, the game allowed players to experience all five senses as though they had truly entered another world. Every taste, smell, touch, and emotion felt completely real.

Almost 85 percent of the players currently playing the game were drawn to it for one reason: its adult content. Every completed level came with a reward, and the more difficult the quest, the more desirable the reward. As a result, many players entered Crimson Online not only for its breathtaking graphics and immersive gameplay, but also for the fame, attention, and unique sexual experiences the game offered.

Many of the top players bragged about their achievements and sexual encounters with top NPCs on social media, turning themselves into celebrities within the gaming community. While some players chased fame and recognition, others played for entirely different reasons, such as completing lower-level quests, and trying out different sex styles before doing them in the real world.

"Since its release six months ago, Crimson Online has become more than just a game. It has become a second life for almost half of the world's population."

The broadcast paused briefly before the news anchor continued with an embarrassed smile.

"And yes... the developers have once again confirmed that the game's Adult Mode restrictions will remain permanent. Anyone under the age of eighteen is strictly prohibited from accessing the game."

Millions of people under eighteen desperately wanted to experience Crimson Online after hearing about it, but the game's advanced facial and identity-recognition system made it impossible for anyone below the required age to gain access.

The news anchor sighed dramatically before delivering her final words.

"It seems reality is becoming less exciting than virtual reality. Thank you for watching the 7 A.M. news. See you during the next news hour."

A few meters away from the television stood a large, comfortable bed capable of accommodating several people. Lying on top of it was a young man wearing a sleek black helmet. At first glance, it looked similar to a motorcycle helmet, but it was actually an advanced virtual-reality device.

His face was completely hidden beneath the helmet, leaving only his frail body visible.

[Inside Crimson Online]

A silver-haired young man with striking blue eyes stood atop the corpse of a massive dragon. He wore leather armor stained with blood, while a longsword rested comfortably in his hand.

Ding!

[Congratulations, Adams!]

[Quest Completed!]

[Relationship Level Increased!]

[Reward Obtained: Lady Seraphina]

A beautiful lady with long golden hair and blue eyes slowly approached him. She was wearing a tight white gown that barely contained her melons. Although Adams hadn't seen her from behind yet, but judging from her curves, it seemed she had something even bigger at the back.

"Woahh..." Adams muttered unconsciously, his jaw hanging wide open as drops of saliva fell from his mouth without him noticing.

Her sapphire eyes shimmered with affection as she walked closer to Adams and wrapped her arms around his neck, placing her melons just a few inches away from his eyes.

"You kept your promise," she whispered.

Adams scratched the back of his head awkwardly before laughing.

"It only took... three whole weeks."

She giggled softly before leaning closer.

"Then allow me to reward my hero."

Before Adams could respond, a familiar voice suddenly echoed through the real world.

"Adams!"

His mother's voice shattered the atmosphere, instantly pulling him out of the game.

Adams removed the sleek black VR helmet from his head and sighed in disappointment.

"So close..."

He had no choice. Whenever his mother called him, it meant his morning gaming session in Crimson Online was over and it was time to prepare for school. Over the past few weeks, that had become their agreement, and Adams had never broken it.

"Finally... I reached the Level Seventy beauty," Adams muttered as he stretched lazily.

"ADAMS!" his mother shouted again from downstairs.

"You'll be late for school!"

"I'm coming!" he shouted back and glanced at the digital clock beside his bed.

7:20 A.M. Only forty minutes remained before classes began.

"...Already?"

With another sigh, he placed the VR helmet on its stand before walking toward the small desk beside his window, where a worn leather diary rested with a pen on top.

Adams took a deep breath as the smile on his face slowly disappeared. Then he opened the diary and began to write while muttering the words aloud.

"August 7. Another amazing morning inside Crimson Online, and another disappointing morning in real life."

He took a deep breath as he continued writing.

"In the game world, I'm known by people around the world for clearing SS-rank dungeons, defeating higher-tier monsters, and sleeping with the sexiest NPCs. Guilds fight over me, beautiful women smile whenever I appear, and everyone loves and respects me there."

His grip on the pen tightened as he continued.

"But outside the game world, I'm just Adams, the skinny guy who's always bullied because I'm weak. It's my final year of high school, and I've never even held a girl's hand. Every confession I've made has ended in regret. The only women who've ever looked at me with affection are my mom and my sister. Sometimes I feel like trying what I do in Crimson Online with them, but in this world, it's not acceptable. We're family."

A bitter smile formed on his lips. He stared at the final blank line before slowly writing,

"I've read several novels where goddesses make people stronger after you pour out your pain to them. I believe in the goddesses, and I know they're listening... Please save me and my two best friends, who are suffering from this as well. I don't care what it costs. Just give us the strength to become someone else."

He closed the diary and let out a long breath.

"Dreaming again..."

Shaking his head, Adams hurried into the bathroom.

A quick shower later, he changed into his neatly pressed school uniform, combed his silver-white hair, grabbed his backpack, and rushed downstairs.