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Chapter 3: Daily Workout
Author: Sam Shelby
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[CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE RANKED UP]

RANK LEVEL UP: Null >>> Beginner I

LEVEL UP SKILL REWARD: Instant Health Restoration

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He scrambled upright, eyes wide. His thoughts were still caught up on the million dollars.

“Vixen! This… this is real?!”

[As real as the sun. And that is only the beginning, if you choose to embrace me fully.]

A laugh tore out of him, half disbelief, half exhilaration. “Embrace you? You bet your sweet ass I’m in!”

[Good.] Vixen’s voice purred with satisfaction.

[Now, you have three hours to complete your daily workout. Preparation is the first step toward becoming a harem lord]

Johnny froze. “…Say what now?”

The blue, semi-transparent screen shimmered into existence, filling his vision.

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[Daily Workout Quest]

Run 60 kilometers – (Incomplete)

Do 100 push-ups – (Incomplete) (0/100)

Do 100 sit-ups – (Incomplete) (0/100)

Do 100 squats – (Incomplete) (0/100)

Attend 2 hours of martial arts training – (Incomplete)

Warning: Failing to complete the daily workout will result in a penalty quest

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Johnny stared at it, jaw loose. “What the hell is this supposed to be?”

[This is your required daily workout task.]

“Yeah, I heard you the first time,” Johnny groaned, rubbing his forehead. “But there’s no way in hell I’m doing all of that, right? Like… this is some joke, isn’t it?”

V.I.X.E.N. didn’t answer.

Her silence was somehow worse than her sass. Johnny shook his head, forcing a laugh. “Right. Figures. Talking to myself now. Guess the concussion was worse than I thought.”

He flopped back down onto the stiff hospital bed, staring at the ceiling. Ten minutes ticked by. The silence stretched. His fingers drummed against his thigh, restless.

Then he sat up.

“Okay… maybe just a little test. Can’t hurt, right?”

He slid off the bed and gave a lazy stretch. Instead of hitting the floor, he leaned against the mattress and started half-heartedly pressing off it.

“...One. Two. Three…”

His counting went suspiciously fast.

“…Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!” He wiped his hands together with a smug grin. “Easy.”

The glowing screen didn’t react. Not even a flicker.

Johnny smirked anyway, ignoring the silence. “Guess that’s progress. Whatever. I’ll call it a win.” He yawned, already imagining what he’d do with his million-dollar windfall. Maybe buy a penthouse. Maybe—

Sleep dragged him under.

Tick… tick… tick…

The clock on the wall crawled toward midnight.

11:59:57.

11:59:58.

11:59:59.

00:00:00.

A deafening RING shattered the silence.

Johnny’s eyes flew open. The sound wasn’t from the clock. It was from the system.

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[You have failed to complete the Daily Workout.]

[Penalty Quest Activated.]

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Suddenly, something huge cast a shadow over his bed. Johnny’s blood ran cold before he even looked.

When he did—

“Oh. Oh shit.”

As a kid, Johnny used to have nightmares about a three-headed dog dragging him into the dark, and now, towering above him, filling the room wall to wall, was the thing he feared most from childhood myths: Cerberus. The three-headed hound of the underworld.

Its middle head lowered first, glowing eyes burning like molten gold, lips curling back to reveal fangs longer than his forearm. The other two heads twisted and snapped in sync, drool sizzling as it hit the floor. Its coarse, obsidian fur bristled like jagged knives, and each of its paws looked big enough to crush his chest flat.

Johnny’s legs moved before his brain did. He launched himself out of bed like a spring. “This can’t be real! This can’t be real!”

[Correction: This is absolutely real.] Vixen’s voice purred calmly in his head.

“Vixen!! What the hell is going on!!!”

[Compulsory measure. Fail to work out… and you work out of existence.]

“WHAT?!! What the hell does a giant three-headed dog have to do with push-ups?!” Johnny screamed.

The beast lunged. Johnny bolted.

He tore down the hallway barefoot, his gown flapping open behind him. Cerberus smashed through the hospital wall like paper, each thunderous step shaking the ground. Its heads snapped at him, teeth slamming shut inches from his back.

But then—Johnny noticed.

The other patients. The nurses. The doctors. None of them screamed. None of them even turned their heads. They walked calmly through the halls as if the monster didn’t exist.

His chest tightened. “Wait… am I the only one who sees this?”

The answer came when his legs buckled, and he spun around, heart hammering.

Enough running. He clenched his fists. His blood roared in his ears.

“No… no more.”

Cerberus leapt, all three heads descending. Johnny braced himself, screaming as the fangs tore across his arm and shoulder.

Hot pain exploded through him—blood splattering the pristine floor tiles.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

His vision blurred.

“Fuck!! This… this isn’t just in my head"

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