The blade slid through Jemil’s stomach like a hot knife through meat. He gasped—eyes wide, breath shallow—as blood gushed from his mouth. His legs gave out, collapsing to the dirt floor of the ancient dungeon, a cold, damp cave littered with bones and decaying armor. Above him stood Gareth, his half-brother. His perfect golden hair gleamed under the torchlight, and his Beast Tamer’s Crest glowed brightly on the back of his hand. In Gareth’s other hand: Jemil’s own crest stone—shattered. "I told you, little brother," Gareth said smoothly. "You’re not worthy to be a beast tamer." Jemil tried to speak. Tried to crawl. But his hands slipped in his own blood. "Consider this... mercy. If the beasts don’t finish you, starvation will." Gareth sneered, tossing the broken crest stone beside him. "Goodbye, runt." The last thing Jemil saw as darkness overtook him was the glint of Gareth’s boots as he turned and walked away. When he came to, Jemil’s body screamed with pain. The air was thick with rot, musk, and something... sweet? His vision blurred, then refocused on the flickering torch embedded in the wall above. He was still in the dungeon. Still alive. Barely. And something was moving nearby. Scratching. Slithering. Sniffing. Jemil turned his head with agonizing effort and saw a pair of glowing amber eyes in the darkness. Low, guttural growling followed—a sound that vibrated through his bones. [WARNING: Untamed Beast Class detected: Flame Kitsune (Stage I). Status: Aggressive. Heat state: Active.] He blinked. That voice—it didn’t sound real. It sounded... Mechanical? Before he could react, the beast lunged. A fox-like creature, twice the size of a wolf, with two long, blazing tails and fur that shimmered like living fire. It tackled him with feral speed, pinning him to the stone floor. Her breath was hot. Her claws dug into his shoulder. But what shocked him most... was the shape her body took. The beast shimmered, her form flickering. Firelight twisted, fur receded, and a humanoid figure emerged in its place—still foxlike, but now female. Gorgeous, wild, and very much unclothed. Her crimson hair fell in tousled waves, and flames danced where her tails should’ve been. [System Booting...] [Initializing user compatibility...] [Eros Beast System: Synced with host "Jemil Serik"] [Trait Unlocked: Intimate Evolution] [Warning: No Crest Detected. User status: "Illicit Tamer." Penalties Applied.] Jemil groaned. "I’m hallucinating. Great. I’m dying and now I’m being sexually haunted by fire fox girls." The kitsune snarled. "You smell... interesting." Her voice was deep, smooth, and predatory. She lowered her face to his neck and sniffed him—slowly. Jemil’s body froze in a cocktail of fear, pain, and... confusion. Was this beast trying to eat him... or seduce him? Maybe both? "Back off!" he wheezed, trying to roll away. "No," she whispered. "You’re mine." [Eros Sync Attempt Detected: Flame Kitsune (Lyra)] [Engage taming process?] [WARNING: This is a Non-Standard Contract Protocol.] [Proceed Anyway? (Y/N)] "NO!" Jemil yelled. [Input registered as: YES.] "What?! That’s not—!" A surge of energy slammed into his chest. The kitsune’s eyes widened as glowing marks spread across her skin and his. They weren’t just glowing—they were pulsing, syncing in rhythm with his heartbeat. Jemil arched his back involuntarily as pleasure, pain, and power surged through him all at once. Lyra shivered on top of him, her body trembling as her tails ignited with white-hot flame. [Eros Bond Level: 1 Achieved.] [Beast Form Stabilized: Lyra has unlocked Humanoid Combat Mode.] [Skill Unlocked: Fire Lash — Flame Tail] Lyra blinked. "What... did you do to me?" Jemil gasped. "I was... going to ask you... the same thing." They lay there for a long minute, tangled on the floor of the dungeon, both panting. Lyra sat up, now looking more human than beast, although her tails still flickered behind her like living embers. She looked at Jemil strangely. "You’re not like other tamers." "That’s because I’m not one anymore," he muttered. "My crest was destroyed." Lyra tilted her head. "Then why did you bond me? Tamers need crests." "Apparently I’ve been upgraded." Jemil coughed and tried to sit up. [Host has achieved illicit bond with beast-class entity.] [System trait unlocked: Rogue Tamer] [Penalty: You are now considered a criminal by the Beast Guild.] [Bonus: Beast evolution can occur through intimacy. Unlock erotic evolution trees to progress.] Jemil stared at the floating message. "...I want a refund." Lyra smiled. It was not a kind smile. "You’re mine now, Jemil. And I don’t share." "Oh, I’m in hell." They left the dungeon together, with Lyra stalking protectively behind him like a half-dressed bodyguard. Jemil’s wounds had partially healed—he wasn’t sure if it was from the system, the bond, or sheer adrenaline. The sun was setting when they emerged from the ruined stairway that led out of the old monster lair. The scent of trees and cool air filled his lungs. Freedom. Then he heard shouting. A group of four Beast Tamer Guild enforcers stood by the forest path, examining the area. Their crests glowed with official authority, and two of them had beast companions with them—standard summons. Nothing like Lyra. "Hold it right there!" one barked. "You’re not registered. Where’s your crest?!" Jemil froze. "I... uh..." Lyra growled, stepping in front of him, her tails flaring with warning light. The enforcers raised their weapons. "Illicit bond detected!" one shouted. "That beast is unregistered! You’re under arrest!" [Emergency System Triggered: FIGHT OR FLIGHT] [Optional Battle Initiated: Flee with your beast partner or engage combat] [WARNING: Low level. Victory unlikely.] "Run?" Jemil asked. "Run," Lyra growled. They fled into the woods, Lyra launching fireballs behind them to slow their pursuers. Jemil tripped, rolled, and stumbled through branches like a clumsy idiot. But somehow, they got away. By nightfall, they collapsed under the roots of a massive tree in the heart of the forest. The air was quiet. "Can’t believe I’m a criminal already," Jemil muttered, lighting a tiny fire. "I bonded with one fox girl and now I’m public enemy number one." "You make it sound like I’m trouble," Lyra purred, sitting beside him. She leaned close, her shoulder brushing his. "You lit someone’s cloak on fire while calling me your mate." "He deserved it." Jemil sighed. He looked up at the stars. What the hell had he gotten himself into? [New Quest Unlocked: Survive the Night with Lyra] [Reward: 5 Intimacy Points, 1 Fire Skill Crystal, +1 Bond Level] [Optional Requirement: Share Body Heat] [System Suggestion: Cuddling Strongly Encouraged.] Jemil blinked. He slowly turned to Lyra. "Don’t even—" She was already pulling him into her arms. "I burn cold at night," she whispered. He didn’t resist. Because honestly? For the first time all day, it felt... warm. ✅ CTA: Enjoyed the chaos, fire, and cuddling? Want to see what happens when the "taming" goes deeper? ???? Leave a comment and drop a power stone if you’d survive Lyra’s heat! ???? Chapter 2: The Lewdest Tutorial Ever coming next!