Beacon Dorm, room CFVY.

“This is a failure.” Right now, I had to listen to Port’s teacher lecture about his great achievements. A mustachioed, gray-haired grandfather with a beer belly talked about his exploits and battles with the Grimm. His story was filtered, and something seemingly useful was written down in a notebook. This happened intuitively without conscious processing, so I could indulge in sadness.

My clones didn't work for combat. They worked only for sexual actions, turning off at the moment when there was no sexual prefix next to the action. My extra life was gone, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

My body was not my own, or rather not his old one; I had the cool body of a student hunter. This body was trained, had good reflexes, and skillfully handled a hunter's weapon. In my case, it was the weapon, Metal Fury.

Labrys, a large two-handed ax that could split into two one-handed axes. There were chains attached to its edge that allowed you to throw axes and bring the weapon back, like Kratos. There were no ranged weapons. We had to figure out our history and why there weren’t any, but that would come later.

Let's return to the beginning of the day and events after confirming the choice.

After the choice was confirmed, there was a bright flash, and then the eyes opened, already in a new world and again with a new ceiling.

The difference in the feelings of an ordinary person and an aura user was immediately apparent. Usually, when you wake up, you feel bad, but now it was like he was in an advertisement and woke up by simply opening his eyes. Nothing hurt, and he could easily throw off the blanket and act productively.

In the room, there was a team of two girls who needed to be fucked. Fashionable Coco and Shy Bunny Velvet. And a giant guy named Yatsuhashi Daichi. With his two meters of muscle and strength, it was worth making friends with him.

The body acted independently, which allowed us to think more than we did. It felt like being a guest in a movie theater with multiple screens. The present was happening on one screen, and the past was visible on the others. I could easily switch and control my body, but it took me a while to figure out all the crap around me.

Battles with a pack of Beowulfs, a fight with Alpha Ursa. Just watching the battle and the movements of the weapons, there was a feeling that my spirit and consciousness were acquiring these very skills. The body knew how to fight, but I didn’t. But this was corrected, like the Bleeding Effect, aka Assassin Creed. It felt like the effect was just beginning, and it took time to fully learn.

"Thank you, incomprehensible space creature!" I whispered, folding my hands in prayer, at that moment.

My partner was Yatsuhashi Daichi, which somewhat spoiled my plan to get closer to Velvet. This girl was the closest to fucking her. I have her skill!

But no, the rabbit was paired with Coco. And unfortunately, Coco's ability did not allow me to influence her. Translating sex into sleep was useful, but there wasn't enough sex to use it effectively. There was also little personal space, so all that was left was to secretly jerk off in the bathroom to replace 15 minutes of sleep.

This ability sounds potentially cool, but at this point, I'm kind of screwed. Besides losing his battle clone, it was interesting. If he jerks himself off, will it give me a boost of energy?

While I was indulging in thoughts and viewing my past at x100 speed, Coco, the leader of the group, had already woken up and was waking up the others.

She quickly got used to the role of leader and began to tell us what our plans were today and what lessons we should attend. However, the autopilot of the body coped, and I left everything to it, trying to extract as much useful information as possible from my mind.

So we went to study.

There were thoughts about the build. My goal is shy girls and couples, preferably lesbian ones, for whom I diversify their lives by arranging group sex. In some ways, it would even be beneficial to bring Coco and Velvet closer together so that you could fuck both of them at once.

The strategy with Velvet was clear: sooner or later she would send photos, and it would be possible to start the bad guy route, but how to proceed with the determined Coco? She may also be tempted to send photos, but she is not too shy, but rather the opposite. If an ability works better on shy people, will it work worse on confident people?

Images and Swingers are the main suppliers of targets for sex, but being in Beacon, I narrow my variety. If I fuck 100 girls at school, will it be noticeable? I wonder how Ozpin will react when he is informed about the surge in pregnancies among students.

Although I'm kidding, Glinda won’t allow this. If I don't seduce her...

Sounds reliable. A guy with no experience and an adult seductive teacher. I'm afraid I chose the wrong ability for this scenario. In a normal situation, if I try, at best there will be disciplinary action or ignoring me, at worst a criminal case.

And I still need to simultaneously gain all my memories and skills as a hunter for this body. Living on autopilot is no fun, like a bird in a cage. An abomination.

How do I even find companies for Swingers? You need a minimum level of friendship to receive an offer.

And how do we expand the influence of images? How can I get insecure girls from all over Remnant to send me their images that I could use?

Are there any communication apps in Remnant? The scroll has functionality for sending messages, but it is quite primitive. Scroll: The local smartphone was a little different, more advanced, and technically advanced.

But the main thing was different: the device is tied to a person, to his real data. The scroll number made it possible to find out who owned the scroll. It was possible to install a security system on it. The doors to the dormitories were opened with the help of personal scrolls. Something like a digital passport.

You can buy a scroll, not enter your data, and remain anonymous, but this scroll is quite expensive. It could easily serve a person for 5 to 10 years without any problems. Hunter models could serve even more.

And against this background, sending your photos is more difficult than in the previous world. Moreover, the mail system on the scroll was closer to SMS, albeit with the sending of images, voice, and other data.

“Why is there no social network in this forgotten and broken world? I could find shy girls. I wouldn’t even have to bully them. they would send them to me themselves.”

"..."

"I could do it myself. The concept of a social network doesn't exist in this world."

"..."

"If you make the minimum requirement for creating an account and allow you to create several from one device, this will add anonymity to the application. This should reduce vigilance when sending photos... Maybe add a function there to search for date partners, like Tinder?"

"Add status for marital status, and you might even be able to use it to improve friendships and use Swingers abilities."

"I'm a fucking genius."

"All that remains is to somehow make this app onto the scroll and make it popular in order to enjoy maximum benefits."

"I wonder how difficult it is?"