42 Not a worthy main character...

Frozen Milk still had to wrap his head around this situation. All he knew was he needed to get out of this position! It was too dangerous!

The more he struggled to escape, the more he could feel it rub against him. Literally the mountain the head monk resided in and Frozen Milk wanted to shove up his ass!

Frozen Milk couldn't waste more time but his villain grabbed him by the waist and refused to let him go.

"More," Vil's intense stare ordered him to do more NSFW things? BDSM?

Is that what you fucking want? Dream on! Fucking dream on! Go to hell first and then dream on! Cut off your dick and then dream on!

This kind of plot who could've guessed? It was a literal troll!

Frozen Milk didn't anticipate it, his system also didn't! No one did! Stop this! Just a moment ago this was getting gory and dark and more actiony and now...

Now back with this wannabe comedic shit? Fuck, I'm out!

"Let me go!" Frozen Milk demanded but could only feel 'that' grind against him harder.

Tears, tears, tears of despair flooded down Frozen Milk's face and formed a lake on Vil's perfectly toned chest.

Wait, since when was he bare?

"You're the first person to ever defeat me like this. You're truly skilled, I'm interested in you."

Defeated? Skilled? What did I do, poked you a bit, fumbled you a bit, gave you a bit pleasure and you just give in?

Something's wrong with the script! Director! Fire the writer! Hire a new actor! Fuck, cancel this whole project! I'm not a female lead! Go and get a reality check!

"I'm not interested in you!" Frozen Milk bluntly laid his feelings straight and got up but the minute he did, Vil shoved him on top of his large 'it' again.

The impact was so strong it made Frozen Milk weak 'there' causing him to fall forwards and voila!

In his two lifetimes, he gave away, he finally gave away his first kiss.

Screw all of this! Screw it all! Frozen Milk cursed as the villain's tongue wrapped around his.

This development was too fast, not right, ridiculous, not believable and just stupidly forcing it!

Not even Frozen Milk could get away writing this trash. But Frozen Milk needed to get away now as the tongue invaded way too deep into Frozen Milk's much loved kept privacy.

Frozen Milk slapped the villain again and once more he trembled underneath Frozen Milk.

Frozen Milk ran out of reactions. That was way too much for him, who dared to make him do this the minute he woke up after almost fucking dying.

Remember? He was about to die? Frozen Milk the great author was about to perish like an ant crushed beneath a banana!

Frozen Milk finally parted his lips from the kiss and breathed heavily. This took a dab at his masculinity, his will to stay straight.

It emasculated him.

Yes, Frozen Milk felt he was stripped of his right being a male. At least it was a handsome male, right? Right? At least all the rotten females would be happy with this, right? Right?

"You impress me. This was a nice feeling."

Frozen Milk couldn't keep up with his body's water loss. His eyes were open gates for waterfalls to be birthed. The water capital would be so envious!

"Shut up!" Frozen Milk had no patience or fear against his villain.

Vil smirked, "I'm really impressed, my Lord."

Frozen Milk wanted to faint. He wanted to faint on command. What Lord? What fucking my Lord?!

"Don't call me that! Don't even get closer to me!"

Frozen Milk backed off as Vil came after him.

"But my Lord, I'll be in your service as long as we can continue this service."

"This service? What nonsense are you talking about? Off with you, shoo shoo!" Frozen Milk waved his hand in front of Vil only to have it caught and witness how painfully slowly his villain dragged his tongue along Frozen Milk's fingers.

"This service."

Frozen Milk gasped. It was the most dramatic gasp ever.

"Do this with someone else!"

Frozen Milk retracted his hand.

"No, it has to be you, my Lord! Since I met you on that fateful day- "

"Where you tried to murder me."

"I have sought out others, but none could please me as much as you do!"

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Frozen Milk's whole world view shattered. His villain was originally a virgin but because of him... and because of him he wanted to do xxx things with him?

Frozen Milk's ass wasn't ready! Never!

"You should take responsibilities, my Lord. You took my first kiss."

He was after all a virgin!

Then those things he did with the others, what the hell were they? Was he just trying to make Frozen Milk jealous? Was it that? WAS IT?

"My Lord, there must be a reason why you're here. I can help you with that. In return, punish me, my Lord. I'm all yours."

Alright, he has a fetish. A huge one on top of that!

"No," Frozen Milk firmly refused.

"I'll kill them," Vil nonchalantly pointed at the other three.

"Ok, I'll do it," Frozen Milk agreed on the spot, Vil's eyes lit up, "But! No... no sexual stuff. I'll punish you as in hitting but no more than that."

Frozen Milk couldn't believe the words that came flying out of his mouth, he said a lot of shit, but this had to top all of it!

"Ok," Vil carried Frozen Milk bridal style to the sofa.

"If you want to do it, can't it be someone random?"

"No, it has to be someone stronger than me, but no one could defeat me, that is until you did."

Again, how did I do that? Was it the eye-poking? It was the eye-poking, wasn't it? Such a noob move could make you feel defeated?

Fuck, my hands clenched up detailing how you were a monstrous character only for you to falter because of a fucking eye poke! Apologise to my hands and brain now!

The shock and abrupt movements were too much for Frozen Milk and he coughed blood.

Vil was alarmed, "I'll call the doctors."

"Them too," Frozen Milk choked out.

"Yes, my lord."

"Can you drop the 'my lord'?"

"No, my Lord. It's a sign, I'm yours."

Frozen Milk sighed. This was too easy. No, it wasn't! It was easy to get the villain to his side but the whole ordeal of life and death could've been spared! He just needed to spank the villain a few times and voila villain conquered! Moving on to the next quest.

"Worry not, my Lord. I will do my utmost to help you but in return, you also need to do your best. My body's waiting."

Frozen Milk felt shame commanding his whole body to shrink to the size of a pea. They were still surrounded by the others, although they were unconscious and luckily couldn't hear what was going on.

"My Lord, your answer?"

"Of course, of course! Go away now, call the doctors!"

"As you wish, my Lord."

Frozen Milk wanted that bent-turning face out of his view.

Then Frozen Milk heard it, the ultimate humiliation.

His system loudly giggling in his head.

You damn machine!

Go and get a life somewhere outside of my head! You think this is funny? How about you manifest yourself and change positions with me, huh? You think you can still laugh? Go and choke on your dry ass mechanical snickers you ***!

Once again, Frozen Milk was able to charm his character in the most disgraceful and ridiculous way ever.

It bordered on "C'mon really? You're just doing this to move the plot forwards, right? Because you ran out of ideas and didn't want to drag this on, right?"

Frozen Milk didn't make a good protagonist.