Realm-Hopping: Starting Off by Ruling the Immortal Kingdom of Joy

Chapter 1: My Mother Said I Had No Father, but the System Calls Me Husband

Some night in 2024, at 23:47, in Jun YuYuan's bedroom

[Main Character Profile]

Name: Jun YuYuan (Xiao Xiao)

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Appearance: Tall and muscular with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His features are sharp and handsome, with deep-set eyes that pierce like an eagle's, exuding strength and intensity.

Background: An Earth traveler; his previous life is a mystery.

Jun YuYuan stood frozen, his mind buzzing as if struck by something heavy. Had his mother really just said he had no father? That couldn't be true. Hadn't she always told him his father was a soldier who died before he was born? Those old photos, those stories—were they all lies?

"Mom? What do you mean? I don't have a father? That's impossible," Jun YuYuan's voice trembled. "Did I just pop out of a rock? You always said my dad was a soldier who died in battle."

Su Yunchang stood before him, her stunning face wearing an expression he'd never seen before—complex, layered, hiding some immense secret. Her usually gentle eyes now shimmered with something unspoken. She wore a silken nightgown, the deep purple fabric clinging to her voluptuous figure, highlighting her full breasts, her slender waist, and the round curves of her hips. This woman—who had been riding him every night since he was twelve, taking his thick length into her tight, wet heat—was now telling him something impossible.

She didn't answer right away. Instead, she stepped closer, her hands—nailed a dark purple—lightly brushing his cheek. Her fingers were cool, carrying the familiar scent of her perfume mixed with the sweet musk of her mature body. She rose on her toes, pressing her soft lips to his in a kiss that was gentle yet possessive.

"Xiao Xiao, calm down," her voice was deep and magnetic, impossible to resist. "Go to your room. Think. I'll explain everything later."

Jun YuYuan was dazed by the kiss. Ever since he was twelve, she had found reasons to "help" him, saying his length was too much for him to handle alone. At first, it was just her hands, then her mouth, and later—her riding him, her ripe body taking him in with wild abandon. She called it motherly love, care. He believed her. The pleasure was overwhelming, her body irresistible. But now, she said he had no father?

Jun YuYuan turned mechanically and walked into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. The room still carried the scent of their lovemaking from the night before—a mix of their shared passion and her perfume. The sheets were rumpled, with a few dried streaks of his release, evidence of how deeply he had filled her. His thoughts raced, images flashing through his mind: her bouncing breasts as ...