QT: The Secondary Character Counterattacks (Obey Me! characters x Reader)

Chapter 4: There Won't Be Any Deflowering Tonight!

My favorite chapter so far, not gonna lie.
The MC is as thirsty as the rest of us, which is just about right.
(We're also halfway through with this arc.)

Just a warning though: there will be some mature themes here, nothing explicit though. I'll be adding a warning right before any spicy scenes and also, if you're religious and don't take it well when Christian motifs/symbols/themes are used outside of educating the masses on Christianity, you might want to skip this chapter. It's relatively tame though, and considering this is a fanfic about a game about demons based on angels and demons and you CHOSE to read it, this is on you, buddy.
Anyway, enjoy!

Uwak panicked.

This was the first time the Host fainted, the psychological damage from seeing blood and guts splattered up close was too much.

This was all its fault!

The newborn system cried itself to a corner.

[Huhuhu...]

"So darn loud, can't you let me rest in peace?" You were submerged in the deeper part of your psyche. You weren't necessarily awake, but you had enough self-awareness to converse with the system.

[Host!]

"Quit crying. I'm the one who was showered in bodily fluids." Not really. But seeing all that blood and mucus spray like a fountain made you shiver.

[It's all this stupid system's fault! I should have warned you more about the dangers of this type of mission. Host, please punish me!]

You sighed. "You really are stupid."

[Yes, yes! Uwak is a stupid system.]

"How can a system be punished when the host made the decision? I knew the risks and I came. You saying I'm dumb, too?"

[N-no—]

"I'm your boss, and my decisions are mine alone. Don't think you have the right to feel bad about them. Your job is to follow when I lead, got it?"

The system was in awe. The Host was truly an amazing, merciful, wise person! [The master chooses so this slave obeys!]

"Good," you said as you smirked. "Don't underestimate me. I may have miscalculated but I'm not someone who gives up just because of a small bump in the road." Although to be perfectly honest, you thought to yourself, if it weren't for the fact that your life was on the line, this entire entire situation would be both annoying and hilarious.

"Now then, can you wake me up?"

[Yes!]

There was that familiar ding, and you kept your eyes closed as you felt a cool, earthy surface beneath your body.

You asked the system if there was anybody around.

[Ding. Answering the Host, there is no creature monitoring you within a 100-meter distance.]

You pushed on your elbows. The view above and around was ink-black, dark as far as the eyes can see under the faint, blue light of the tiny spheres floating around you.

[Host, your current location is not in my archive. It's not in the story details either. At the very least, I can tell you that you are not somewhere in Mesopotamia or anywhere on the globe.]

"Do you know who won the fight?"

[Ding. When the Host lost consciousness, the system was pulled into the deeper levels of the psyche to troubleshoot. I'm very sorry, Host. This system cannot give more information.]