I was balls deep inside this pretty young thing from the Highschool I worked at, with the TV on to cover the noise she made in case anyone came by, when things went all kinds of crazy.

Or maybe it was just me going bonkers, finally.

[Greetings, Sentients of Planet [Earth] in the Milky Way Galaxy! Fear not as you momentarily detach from your physical form! This is essential for the necessary adjustments and to provide an explanation of the situation.]

As I was balls deep in her backdoor, groaning, just about to fill her up, I fell unconscious, and my vision darkened. The whole population went unconscious, actually—as I would later find out.

I don't remember how much time passed after I fell unconscious, or whatever, but when I came to my bearing, all I could 'see' was darkness.

Pure, unbridled darkness.

It was suffocating, yet not at the same time. Restraining, yet liberating. It was a weird mixture of nothing and everything, as if I was neither here nor there, but scattered about in this place filled with darkness.

I couldn't 'feel' anything.

It was like a black hole of sensory deprivation that left me feeling weightless and uncertain. I tried to blink, but I couldn't even tell if my eyes were open or closed. Panic rose in me as I realized I couldn't feel my body. Was I even breathing?

I tried to take a deep breath, but there was nothing. No air in my lungs, no chest movement. It was like I wasn't even there. I tried to move, but my limbs wouldn't respond.

Heck, they weren't even there.

'What the hell is going on?' I muttered to myself, or tried to, at least.

All I heard was my voice in my head, you know, kinda like when you're thinking. There was no sensation of my throat moving, nothing like that.

I wanted to delude myself by saying that this was a dream, but no, I wasn't delusional in the first place, so there was no need of doing that.

This wasn't a dream. I didn't need several chapters to figure that out. I'd had my fair share of nightmares, and this was nothing like them.

My thoughts raced as I tried to come up with an explanation for what was happening and what this could be.

Had I been drugged? Kidnapped? Was this some kind of sick experiment? Did that young little thing do something to me? But that wasn't possible, how could she do something like that when I had her pinned to the ground of my office with her ass up in the air so that I could fuck her while her limbs were tied and a gag was in her mouth stopping her from speaking?

Yep. None of it made sense.

I focused on my breathing, or lack thereof. If I couldn't breathe, I'd be dead by now, right?

That had to mean something.

Maybe I was in some kind of suspended animation, like those sci-fi movies where they freeze people for space travel.

But why? And how had I ended up here? My memories were a bit fuzzy. They were slowly coming back though, so I wasn't that worried; I'd know what had happened just in a bit.

Regardless of what happened in the future, though, I at the time wracked my brain for any clues, but, in the end, all I remembered was that high school girl I was taking from behind.

'Okay, think,' I told myself.

Thereafter my previous self-encouragement, a flash of a memory came to me. Some sort of 'screen' had appeared when I was fucking her, announcing that I shouldn't panic as 'I' would be plucked from my body. Then… nothing.

'Great,' I muttered internally. 'Just fucking great.'

I tried to focus on my senses, but there was nothing to feel, nothing to see, nothing to hear. Just the endless void.

So, instead of panicking or the like, I tried to recall whatever I could.

'Let's get this straight. I'm a Highschool teacher. I was blackmailing this young girl… and then I fucked, what else? Hmm…'

I know I'm not exactly a saint, heck, I'm a dirty, rotten son of a bitch. And I own that.

It's not like I'm going around stealing candy from babies or anything.

I mean, sure, what I did was technically blackmail, but let's be real, the girl was of legal age. So what's the harm in a little 'extra lesson' in my office?

Besides, it's not like anyone else was willing to listen to her problems. At least I was there for her. She tried to seduce me to get good marks, and I took things a bit too fast.

I'll admit, I'm a bit of a bastard, but I have my limits. I may be dirty and rotten, but I draw the line at jailbait. I have some morals, you know?

But let's be honest, everyone has skeletons in their closet. Mine just happens to be a bit more... interesting. And to be fair, the student wasn't exactly complaining. In fact, she seemed quite 'grateful' for my help, it was just that I was into kinky shit, so I'd tied her limbs, put a gag in her mouth, and then took her with fervor. So what's the big deal.

I know what some people might say, that I took advantage of my position of power, that I abused my authority. But they don't know the whole story. They don't know what she was going through. And they certainly don't know what it's like to be in my shoes.

It's not easy being the only one who cares. The only one who listens. The only one who understands.

But I do it, because someone has to.

And if that makes me a dirty, rotten son of a bitch, then so be it.

At least I'm not a hypocrite. At least I don't pretend to be something I'm not.

I'm an evil motherfucker.

So go ahead, judge me. Call me a scumbag. But just remember, you don't know the whole story. And you certainly don't know what it's like to walk in my shoes.

Was it wrong? Fucking students? Maybe. But to me, it felt right. It felt like I was finally doing something that mattered. Something that made a difference.

And if that makes me a dirty, rotten son of a bitch, then so be it. At least I'm living life on my own terms. And at least I'm doing what I believe is right.

Anywho, my trashiness aside, was I dead now?

I tried to take a deep breath, but there was no air, no chest to expand. My mind was racing with questions, but all I could hear was the sound of my own voice echoing inside my head.

'This is not good,' I thought to myself. 'Definitely not good.'

I'd finally kicked the bucket eh…?

Well, it wasn't really that unlikely since I was a 46-year-old fuck with probably half a dozen, if not more, health issues.

As I tried to make sense of my situation, a strange thought crossed my mind.

…If I was dead, would I still be thinking?

It seemed unlikely, but what did I know about the afterlife? I didn't believe in God(s) or the like, but maybe it was like a dream, where your thoughts create the reality around you.

If so, the void, darkness, it all made sense.

Could be a possibility.

I shook my head, trying to clear my mind. This wasn't getting me anywhere. I needed to focus on the present, on the here and now.

'So, what do we know?' I tried to say it out loud, hoping to hear something other than my own voice. 'We know that I can think, but I can't feel. I can't see or hear anything either. That's not a good sign, but it's not conclusive evidence that I'm dead either. I definitely don't have a body though.'

I paused, taking a deep breath. Or, trying to. Subconscious shit that we humans do is kinda creepy in a way, in this place at least.

'Let's assume for a moment that I'm not dead. Maybe I'm in some sort of sensory deprivation tank, or a coma. That would explain the lack of sensation. But why can't I hear anything? Surely there would be some background noise, even in a hospital.'

I frowned, feeling a headache coming on. This was too much to process.

I sighed in the end, 'Let's say I died, or am in some kind of 'state' and most likely my soul has been plucked for whatever reason… Anywho, what next? That voice thingy said it'd explain but it's not-'

Suddenly, there was a flicker of light in the distance. It was faint, but it was there. I strained my 'eyes', trying to make out what it was.

As the light grew closer, I realized it was a doorway. A portal of some kind. And on the other side...

I didn't know. But anything had to be better than this void.

Without hesitation, I 'stepped' through the doorway, hoping for some kind of answers on the other side.

I was floating in the void, thinking about random bullshit from my past, when I finally 'heard' something.

[Ding!]

[System integration beginning…]

[Connecting with the Mainframe… processing…]

[Scanning Host's memories…]

So, a system, eh?

[While the system integrates, the 〈Introduction〉 will be given]

(AN: Read whole, very important)

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[#1 Introduction

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Greetings, Sentients of Planet [Earth] in [Milky Way Galaxy]!

As a representative of the esteemed Department of Reconnection and Communication, it is my utmost pleasure to extend our assistance to civilizations whose vital link with the Mainframe has been severed.

Regrettably, it has come to our attention that approximately 0.28260869565217 Galactic Years, equivalent to roughly 65 million Earth years, have elapsed since your planet's disconnection from the Mainframe. Nonetheless, we are committed to helping you overcome this setback and restore your connection.

We regret to inform you that the disconnection of your planet, Earth, went unnoticed for a significant period of time due to the absence of sentient beings on your planet at that time. It was not until a passing science vessel detected unusual signals emanating from your planet, which was previously believed to be uninhabited, that the interruption was brought to our attention.

Understandably, this discovery caused some confusion until we were able to identify the underlying cause of the disruption, which was a consequence of an asteroid impact. The impact disrupted the dimensional conduits out of phase, resulting in the severing of your connection with the Mainframe. We hope that this information clarifies the situation and helps to facilitate a successful reconnection.

As part of our mission to assist burgeoning civilizations, our organization dispatched a team to aid your planet's reconnection efforts in the year 1795 (according to your calendar). Unfortunately, upon their arrival, it became apparent that your world was not adequately equipped to handle the necessary reconnection procedures, along with what would come after. Consequently, we deployed a subsequent team with the primary objective of preparing your planet for the eventual restoration of its connection to the Mainframe.

In order to execute this operation with the utmost discretion, our teams embarked on a period of observation and study of your species. They were captivated by the unique and captivating nature of humanity and took great care to be unobtrusive in their investigations.

Over time, our investigations revealed that humans possessed an innate proclivity for storytelling and creative expression. We marveled at the diversity and ingenuity displayed in their artistic endeavors, which spurred us to consider how we might harness this potential to aid in your preparation for the impending reconnection of Earth with the Mainframe.

We recognized that this reconnection would pose various hazards and challenges that the human population was ill-prepared to face. To mitigate these risks, we've decided to leverage the power of human creativity to help you adapt to the new reality that lay ahead.

To achieve this, we subtly influenced the entertainment industry on Earth, providing inspiration and guidance to artists and writers, guiding them towards creating works that would gradually familiarize everyone on Earth with the necessary knowledge and skills for survival in a reconnected world. As our influence grew, we eventually facilitated the creation of significant franchises that served as a means of preparing you for the challenges to come, including but not limited to: Marvel, DC, Star Wars, Harry Potter, Anime, Games, and the like.

As the popularity of these artistic works grew, we were heartened to see that they resonated deeply with the human population. Through these mediums, we were able to impart the essential knowledge and skills necessary to prepare you for the forthcoming reconnection of Earth with the Mainframe.

We are pleased to inform you that the time has come for the reconnection process to commence. However, we must express our regret for the inconvenience that this may cause. Due to the prolonged period of disconnection, the reconnection process may cause severe disruptions in certain areas—since connection usually takes thousands of years naturally but we're forcing it right now—which may result in adverse reactions for living creatures. These may include, but are not limited to, mutations, shifts in species and/or gender, uncontrolled development of abilities, infections, alterations in pigmentation, and even death. We offer our condolences in advance for any distress that this may cause.

It is crucial to understand that these consequences are necessary for your survival and are a result of the unfortunate circumstances that led to your prolonged disconnection from the Mainframe. We extend our apologies for any distress that this may cause you, and we urge you to bear with us as we work towards completing the reconnection process.

Thank you for your cooperation and understanding in this matter.

—Vryssix Vorithion, VP of Reconnection and Communication Department]

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AN: Oh boy, finally! I'm so excited to write this. Though my insecure ass is very worried that this might not take off as well as I'm anticipating it to be... man that'll be hella disappointing...

I hope you liked the first chapter!

I advise you to ask questions related to this novel in the comments, I will try to reply to everyone. This is for future readers so that they can decide if this fic is their cup of tea or not.

I will warn though, this fic contains fairly dark stuff: rape, BDSM, an evil MC, gaslighting, manipulation, slavery-slave harem, etc. MC is an evil character, because I wanted a flawed character. He will have his fair share of character development.

ONE MORE THING, credit where it's due, this Fic's system is inspired by a novel [Lewd Dungeon] by [Stuart Goose].