The gleam from the sky shined through the window, cutting sharply into Denzel’s eyes as he lay still on the bed. For a moment, his eyelids fluttered open, adjusting weakly to the brightness, before settling back into a heavy, dull stare at the ceiling.

He gently patted his lips, then let out a low groan as he pushed himself upright.

Denzel exhaled slowly.

’My body still kind of aches... I guess I’m still slightly recovering from the stress of last night. I spent quite some time with Maria... mmm.’

A quiet, satisfied thought lingered as he dragged a palm down his face, trying to shake off the lingering fatigue.

’It felt really good being with her... maybe I should give her some more back shots this morning to get her going, right? Hehe.’

Right then...

[Ding]

A system notification appeared in front of him, multiple alerts stacking in his vision.

[Congratulations player!]

[ You have successfully completed taboo quests.]

[You have obtained title- The Motherfucker]

[Player has received +30 taboo points!]

Denzel’s eyes widened instantly.

"30 points...? That’s like three times what I usually get from normal achievements."

He went still for a moment, his mind already racing.

’Wait... if I have 30 points, then that means... my balance? Where can I see my balance?’

He muttered under his breath.

Immediately, the system responded, and a transparent interface unfolded before him, revealing his player stats and additional information.

[Name: Denzel Ridrat]

[Age: 22 years]

[Strength: 30]

[Agility: 10]

[Sense: 10]

[Vitality: 10]

[Stamina: 30]

[Mana: 10/10]

[Rank: E]

[Harem: 0]

[Taboo points: 50]

While Denzel was still navigating the interface, another notification suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Player has been offered a reward: +5 increase in mana capacity and mana input efficiency.]

He blinked, slightly caught off guard.

"Wait... is this also from completing quests? I thought rewards were something different, but increasing my input? Just wow...."

A slow, almost disbelieving grin formed on his face as he read further.

’This system... it’s starting to feel more generous than before.’

[Alert! Mana has been increased. Current mana: 15/15.]

Denzel leaned back a little, eyes widening as he processed it.

"Wow... yeah. Is this for real?"

He stared at the floating screen as though it might vanish if he blinked too hard.

’Is this really just from completing quests? If it keeps going like this...’

His thoughts sharpened immediately.

’Wait... I’ve got 15 mana now. That means I can actually utilize my skill alot more than before.’

He slowly clenched his fist, sensing the subtle shift within his body—the quiet presence of something new, something stronger.

’With 15 mana, my skill usage to the cooldown should be a lot easier than before... not like when I first started.’

A brief pause lingered in his mind.

’So if I keep fucking all my taboo targets... does that mean my mana keeps increasing too? Then all these gains will eventually stack into my level.’

He exhaled and shook his head slightly, grounding himself.

’Well... I’ve been idling for too long. No need to rush things. Just go with the flow... like I did with... Maria.’

The thought surfaced briefly, warm and distant, before he pushed it aside.

Focus.

"Okay... since I have the points now, I should handle the allocation."

His gaze sharpened as he studied the status interface.

"So I’ve got 50 taboo points... where’s the best place to put them?" He muttered to himself as he gently ran a hand through his hair, thinking to himself.

’Last time I invested in strength... it really paid off. With 30 strength stats, I could perform all of Aisha’s task with utter ease. I barely even felt the strain afterward.’

He flexed his hand lightly at the memory.

’So what now... do I keep stacking strength? Or start spreading it out to other stats?’

His eyes narrowed slightly as he weighed the possibilities.

’If I’m being honest... brute strength isn’t what’s going to carry me through this world. I’ve already met monsters like that guy, Patrick.’

His expression darkened for a moment.

’Even with my current stats, I could barely keep up with him... I couldn’t even properly measure myself against him.’

He exhaled sharply.

’So strength is still the safest path... but is that really all there is? Am I ignoring something important?’

The thought lingered as his eyes remained locked on the system screen, carefully considering his next move.

"Honestly, when I was with Patrick, I felt like I was..."

He paused.

’I felt completely outmatched, if I’m being honest.’

"So that answers my doubt... strength didn’t do much for me."

A faint frown creased his face as he worked through the thought.

’So maybe... maybe what I need to do is just complement my other stats other than strength. I already have skill, so...maybe...’

He stopped, thinking it through properly this time.

Then he made his decision.

"Yeah... that’s good enough. System, allocate +10 to Sense and +10 to Agility."

The system responded instantly, processing the command without delay.

[+10 Sense acquired. +10 Agility acquired.]

Denzel blinked once at the notification.

"So now I’ve got +20 Sense and +20 Agility..."

He leaned back slightly, exhaling as his thoughts continued to move.

’I didn’t think I needed strength... but landing a hit means nothing if it doesn’t actually hurt. Efficiency matters more than raw force alone.’

His eyes narrowed.

’But if this system is going to keep evolving my abilities... then I need to be deliberate. I need to shape what I’m building, not just throw points everywhere.’

He straightened his posture.

"System, allocate +20 to Sense and +10 to Strength."

Again, the system responded immediately, adjusting his stats as instructed.

Denzel watched quietly as the numbers settled, then nodded to himself.

’More sense means I can read situations faster... think my way out before things even escalate. Strength will still let me finish things when I need to. And with agility... I can keep up with anyone fast enough to threaten me.’

A moment of silence followed.

He tested his body subtly...tensing, shifting, waiting for something noticeable.

Nothing obvious came.

His brow tightened slightly.

"I don’t really feel any different..."

He muttered under his breath as he pulled up his stat interface.

"Well... all’s well that ends well. What’s done is done. I’ve already allocated the stats, so I’ll just trust that it works out the way I planned."

He let out a slow breath, easing the tension in his shoulders.

’It’ll work out... it has to.’

"All right then... I should make use of my skills when the time comes."

He pushed himself up fully, rolling his shoulders once as if shaking off the last traces of hesitation.

"Since that’s settled, I guess it’s time to head downstairs."

A faint smirk tugged at his lips.

"Maria’s probably waiting for me... along with those watermelon ass of hers."

His eyes narrowed slightly, amusement flickering across his face.

"...Yeah. Let’s go meet the MILF, shall we?"