Meeting: 1

Time had stopped. Riser had Issei by the throat. The boy was battered and bruised, blood leaking from his mouth and his busted lip. They had lost. Rias understood this painfully, Riser was toying with them, breaking their spirits before he would inevitably claim victory. Tears escaped her, the rage and sadness at seeing her precious peerage fall, as well as the inevitable outcome of what was to come of this flooding her heart and slowly cracking it.

She'd be forced to marry Riser Phenex, forced to be a slave to his every whim, forced to be nothing more than a trophy wife, and a false idol to dispel the lingering concern of their dying population. The worst part of it all was that she'd also be forced to surrender her precious family, her greatest friends; her peerage to the Phenex. 

Everything slowed to a halt as she was forced to accept this inevitability. Time was playing a sadistic game of making her watch as everything crumbled before her. Only that in this case nothing moved at all. In fact, she couldn't move a muscle, not even her eyes to look in another direction. No, her gaze was forced straight, a blue rectangular holographic screen, like those she had seen in many RPG-styled games, appeared right before her. It was the sole thing to have any sort of animation in the world at the moment.

Viewing this screen, her brain read the words recorded. The words that would send her down a spiral of lust and debauchery, and inadvertently open her up to the sole salvation of devil kind.

'The Lobby?' 

…

-The lobby-

I'm not sure how long I had been here exactly, maybe around a week. It was hard to know for sure when there was no clock, nor any sort of window to look outside. There was just this room and a crappy one at that. There was no furniture and no decor, only a single hanging light and just roughly 500 square feet of emptiness. The floor was cold and rough. It was made out of some form of concrete. It was really painful to sleep on, especially given I had nothing to cushion my head but the shirt I had on when I got here after death. 

Oh right, have I mentioned I died? It was nothing special, I just got caught up in a gas explosion. Little did I know this was the afterlife. Okay, it wasn't, at least according to the system implanted into my brain. 

No.

where I was, was called the Lobby, a place where a chosen person went upon their death. Or so the system interface had said. As for why exactly I was chosen, apparently, it had something to do with compatibility. It didn't make much sense to me either but hey, what can you do? 

Nothing... apparently. 

Literally, considering the system had said it required someone else to be here in order to have any sort of useful function. In all aspects, it was a create-your-own-character template. All aspects of myself, from my looks to my strengths and skills were laid out in front of me like stats, and I could increase them with points. 

Sounds cool right? I REALLY need you to focus on that last part… 'with POINTS'. How do I get these points? You'll never guess, I DON'T FUCKING KNOW! I just kept getting redirected back to the 'Invalid number of participants' screen!

I'm just minding my business one day, about to get fucking nuked by propane gas and all of a sudden this shit happens. At first, I was excited, I thought I had finally escaped school and was about to have some epic journey with cool and hot busty chicks, but nah, I might just be stuck here forever. There was no one else here even after a week for fucks sake.

The most stimulation I got was when a gallon of water and a plate of food would appear from thin air three times a day. What a sad existence. 

Thankfully, or maybe not, time had a weird way of bringing about events when they were most comical, because just as I was thinking all of this while sitting in the corner I had claimed as my own a white flash of light filled the room. From the corner of my eye, I saw the blue holographic interface but was much too distracted by what was in front of me to pay attention to it. 

My heart thumped in my chest, something was finally happening after all this time. I gulped down my saliva, awaiting whatever was to appear from that light with bated breath. I was not at all disappointed when it turned out to be the hottest girl I had ever seen in my life.

Her hair was long and what had turned into my favorite color in that exact moment, crimson. She had big blueish-green eyes that scanned everything around her with an unfamiliar gaze. Her soft pink lips formed a frown. She wore a uniform, likely high school given she looked the same age as me. What stood out most to my horny brain though, was her large cup size and the way her breast strained against her school uniform. 

It probably wasn't the best time to ogle the girl though, given she had red bags under her eyes and stray tears flowing down her cheek. I was lost on how to handle this. A crying girl just showed up randomly. Had the system kidnapped her as well?

Her eyes locked in on a certain place, and if I hadn't known any better, I would've thought she was looking at the wall. She has an interface as well as it seems. It was then I decided to turn back to mine as well, reading over what was displayed right as she got here. 

[You're chosen partner has arrived. Based on compatibility, the point system has been set to Lust Points (LP). Fulfill lustful desires to earn points, complete daily, weekly, and one-time quests for added points.]

[Updating interface to comply with changes… completed. An additional feature has been added. Feature name: SHOP.]

Just as that prompt went away another appeared right after. The title told me what it was. I scrolled through a bit, the list of items never seeming to end. My scrolling was interrupted when another window popped up. 

[System is subject to change as the user progresses. The host may leave this dimension to go to their partner's world at any moment, but it is recommended to adequately equip yourself beforehand.]

I CAN LEAVE?! 

[All changes have been made. Good luck host.]

I turned my attention back to the girl when the prompts had gone away. I jumped a little when I saw she was looking right back at me. This time, the only sign of her crying was the red bags under her scrutinizing gaze. I stood up nervously, trying to find my social skills after a long while of solitude. I felt significantly underdressed, only wearing jeans as my shirt lay as a crumpled mess on the ground. "Hello." I wish I could sound less awkward, but it had been a while since I had talked to anyone, I think I deserved a little patience. 

Thankfully, she seemed a much better communicator than me. "There's no need to be so stiff, I can see you are just as astonished as I." She smiled at me, and it was hard now to tell she had been crying before. "My name is Rias Gremory, a devil." 

My eyes widened a bit more, that couldn't just be brushed over. "Devil?" I asked. No wonder she looked like a damn succubus. Was this what the system meant by compatible, was I really that lustful? 

"Yes, and you are?" She opened the floor to me. Good, I should properly introduce myself before I start questioning her. 

"Akito Nemura, a...human." I felt the need to say, well I was sure it was probably obvious anyway. I rubbed my arm awkwardly, understandably intimidated by the sheer presence this girl commanded.

She crossed her arms, emphasizing her massive breasts. "I figured, I suppose then that I am the first supernatural being you've ever encountered?" She hummed, the question being more rhetorical.

"Yeah, I mean I know of it from fiction, but I didn't know devils actually existed," I admitted. Unless this girl was really just a chunni, I mean I doubted it given the situation I was in, but you never know.

"We do, and so do Gods, angels, Youkai, and even Fallen angels, though that is to say in my world, I think we might be a little far from there at the moment." She again looked around the room, eyebrows raised at its utter emptiness. "And if I am to believe the system, you are from a different universe entirely."

"If it is then your world is a hell of a lot cooler than mine," I said offhandily, watching on as she began prancing the room, inspecting every corner in clear skepticism. I leaned against a wall, trying to look cool and not like I was dying to barrage her with questions about the supernatural. "So did the system just drag you here too?" 

"I was given a choice." She paused in her tracks. "I found myself in need of what it can offer." 

"So you can see the interface too." I concluded, adding that last bit to the file in my brain I had decided to name 'Don't sound like a nosy jerk'.

"Yes, my status sheet, It's quite interesting to see everything laid out in such a way." Her eyes turned back to what I personally couldn't see. 

"What about the [Shop]?" I wondered, finding it a little odd she'd leave that out.

As I expected, "I don't see such a thing listed, I guess you have more features than I do." She replied while examining her interface once more, a small pout coming over her. She was really fucking hot, I've never felt so inclined to stare at someone like this before.

"Maybe." 

It went quiet for a second, and I wondered which of my topics I should address first. Right, there was that…

"So… the point system." I scratched my head, wondering how the hell this was going to work.

She turned to me conflicted smile tugging at her lips. "Yes... 'Lust Points', given my carnal sin, I'm not exactly surprised it was chosen if a point template was needed." She didn't seem all too ecstatic about that. 

I felt bad then about kind of looking forward to the implications. I thought about what to say and then chose the only real thing I could given I didn't have the slightest taste in rape or sexual assault. "I know it's weird, so if you are having second thoughts I won't force you into anything, I think you can leave now if anything."

"That is thoughtful of you to say. Though should you be advertising that? I imagine you have need of those points as well." Her smile turned more genuine, and she turned more towards me.

"I mean... not at the expense of becoming a rapist, or trying to coerce you into something." I conveyed truthfully. 

She giggled, expressing genuine relief at hearing that. "And that alone reassures me that you're an agreeable and kind person, and a fair bit selfless as well." Her smile then turned less joyful. "Which already makes staying here infinitely better than returning..."

I didn't know how to reply to that, she had said she had her circumstances, and I could guess what she said was related. Lost at what I was supposed to do, I was glad she decided to speak up again, lest I would've just let the conversation fumble into the void.

"Well then, Akito. We will be spending quite a bit of time together, and I'd prefer not to remain strangers any longer." That smile of hers was back, fake as it was.