The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 154: I’m Literally Becoming Something Inhuman Now, And Sys Is Very Happy About It

Chapter 154: I’m Literally Becoming Something Inhuman Now, And Sys Is Very Happy About It

Sigh.

Moral Degradation. That’s what has happened to me.

I can’t believe I just finished what I did, and enjoyed it too.

The fact that I enjoyed it is the part that stings the most right now.

Honestly, the enjoyment came easily and naturally, without any real resistance from inside me.

I let it happen, and I leaned into it.

I wanted more of it while it was happening too. That willingness feels like a celestial fall.

A soft, steady slide away from the person I used to be. In my former world none of this would have been possible.

Fucking with cute girls I just met? Several of them? Appearing in a tribe where men are scarce are sperm was needed?

Being one of a rare type of people that comes only once in many years?

Not at this scale or this intensity, and not the complete lack of hesitation.

On earth, everything stayed small and contained to me, just polite.

But here, the boundaries dissolved so quickly I barely noticed them disappearing. And when they were gone I didn’t try to rebuild them.

I crossed the line and kept walking. That’s degradation: knowing exactly what changed and still not hating it as much as I think I should.

I don’t know whether I should be glad or worried; but my view on sex is in tatters now.

I can’t argue it: my idea of getting to know women is through sex. It makes me a type of pervert.

Anyway, right now, in an ornate chamber sitting with my new fairy buddies, I could still feel their bodies from yesterday.

The feeling hasn’t faded yet.

It’s there in the background, a low-level awareness that doesn’t demand attention but refuses to leave either.

And my skin carries the memory longer than people expect. Contact leaves traces; Warmth, pressure, closeness—all of it lingers as faint echoes.

I sit here surrounded by them and the impressions remain. But nothing dramatic, of course, just the ordinary persistence of physical closeness after it ends.

Their presence fills the space around me now, quiet and relaxed, and the yesterday’s contact still registers on my own body in those subtle ways. It’s not overwhelming, but it’s simply there.

Not to mention the river of abilities that smothered me.

The notifications came one after another in a continuous flow.

Each one landed heavily, pressing down while simultaneously building something new inside.

Sys presented them without flourish, line by line, and every entry carried weight.

The river wasn’t gentle at all.

It was thick and insistent, filling every available space until I felt saturated:

{System Notification}

{Bond Formed: Roselyn

Abilities acquired: [Form Manipulation]; it allows the user to manipulate how their physical structure is shaped. With enough expertise, a user can make their body elastic. It shall be integrated into [Beast Demigod] immediately.}

{Partial Bond and Bond Formed: Isabelle

[Telepathy] has evolved into Unique skill [Mental Space]

Abilities acquired: [Green Master]; it allows the user to command and control anything possessing the green color. It shall be integrated into [Concept Assimilation].}

{Partial Bond and Bond Formed: Claire

[Supreme Leap] has evolved into Unique skill [Air Hold]. It shall be promptly integrated into [Concept Assimilation].

Abilities acquired: [Violence]; a lesser ability resembling [Berserk], from the individual called Izra, which allows the user to enter a state more than 5x their normal power. It shall be integrated into [Beast Demigod] immediately.

[Weapon]; it allows the user to make whatever they touch into some weapon of their choice. It shall be integrated into [Concept Assimilation] immediately.}

{Partial Bond and Bond Formed: Clay

[Magic Stability] has evolved into Unique skill [Magic Master]

Abilities acquired: [Madness]; this allows the user to either bestow upon a target, multiple targets, themselves, or all of the following, with an extreme case of mental breakdown. This could either tremendously boost combat prowess at the expense of sanity, or degrade the mind to infancy. It will be promptly integrated into [Beast Demigod].

[Hold]; this gives the user the imaginary ability to grasp any physical, magical, or conceptual item. Resistance from the target is possible, but rare. It will be evolved into Unique Skill [Hand of God] in a few minutes.}

{Notice: Master’s evolution to [Demigod] will commence very soon, with the current pace of growth.}

As you can see, I’m literally becoming something inhuman now, and Sys is very happy to be an accomplice.

Before me in the dining table, seemingly growing off the ground, were dishes I’d never seen before.

The table itself appeared to be a single massive leaf, edges curled slightly upward like a shallow bowl, veins pulsing faintly with soft emerald light beneath the surface.

Every dish rose directly from that lively wood, stems thin and flexible, blooming into plates and bowls that swayed gently whenever someone reached for them.

Most of the food sat still there, but some didn’t; everything looked alive in the smallest way.

But they all looked mostly like different forms of candy.

One type resembled translucent white orbs, each the size of a fist, filled with swirling pastel mist that shifted colors when light hit them; rose to lavender to pale gold and back.

The surface glistened like hard sugar, smooth and flawless, yet when a fairy pressed a fingertip to one it dimpled softly before springing back.

Another dish grew as long, twisted ribbons of deep magenta, coiled into loose spirals, edges dusted with fine glittering powder that tasted faintly of honey and lightning when licked.

Heart-shaped pieces dominated the center, pale pink and almost transparent, edges scalloped like lace, centers filled with a glowing jelly that pulsed in slow rhythm, matching the heartbeat of whoever stared at them too long. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Some were dusted with tiny edible sugar thingies that sparkled like crushed starlight, others drizzled with thin threads of liquid gold that hardened into brittle lace on contact.

A few looked like oversized gumdrops, layered in concentric rings of color—white, bluish, crimson—each layer a different flavor that revealed itself only after biting through the previous one.

Some did manage to look like regular food, somewhat, if you ignore that it’s slightly moving.

There were what appeared to be steaks, but the surface rippled like breathing skin, pinkish-red with faint marbling that shifted under the light.