I kept going like a man possessed, destroying the silicone doll’s holes without mercy. Its synthetic pussy and ass had long since been stretched open, sloppy and ruined from the relentless abuse. I slammed into its cunt one final time, my hips crashing against its ass with wet, filthy slaps before pulling out and plunging straight back into its wrecked asshole, pounding even harder than before. The doll’s body jerked and twitched uncontrollably beneath me, its distorted moans breaking apart into bursts of static as I used every inch of it.

Finally, with a deep, guttural groan, I buried myself to the hilt inside its pussy and came one last time. The Holy Condom strained to its absolute limit before suddenly shattering in a brilliant flash of purifying light. The glowing latex disintegrated into countless sparkling particles that drifted into the darkness, leaving my bare cock pulsing inside the ruined doll as the last of my load spilled into its synthetic depths.

The doll convulsed violently around me, its entire body locking up in one final, powerful orgasm before going completely limp. Its glowing eyes flickered once...

Then went dark.

Three system windows appeared one after another.

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[System Notice]

Holy Condom durability has been exhausted.

Item has been destroyed.

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[System Notice]

Congratulations! You have successfully exorcised the bound spirit.

The factory’s corrupted influence has weakened.

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[System Notice]

Fragment of Lust extracted.

Absorption successful.

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A much larger status window unfolded before me, glowing softly as the darkness around it slowly began to fade.

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Host: Adrian Cross

Story Position: Prologue

Known Routes: 0 / ???

Known Sins: 1 / ???

Sin Points: 15

Survival Probability: 0.8%

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The Sin of Lust had been added beneath Known Sins, but the fragment itself had only increased my survival probability by a pathetic 0.4%.

I stared at the numbers for several seconds, my chest still rising and falling with heavy breaths.

Then the Holy Condom’s influence vanished completely.

Reality hit me like a speeding truck.

Every single thing I’d said and done over the past few minutes replayed inside my head with perfect clarity.

The way I’d brutally fucked the doll.

The filthy things I’d shouted.

The way I’d kissed it.

Sucked on its tongue.

Mocked its tragic past.

...

"..."

"...Fuck."

I covered my face with one hand.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

My voice came out hoarse.

"I sounded like a complete fucking degenerate..."

A long, painful silence followed.

"...Actually, don’t answer that."

There wasn’t much room for denial after everything I’d just done.

I seriously hoped nobody had been watching.

If the system secretly had a replay function, I was deleting myself.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t time to die from embarrassment.

The darkness surrounding me had already begun cracking apart. Thin lines of orange light spread through the void as heat washed over my face. A faint smell of smoke reached my nose, growing stronger with every passing second.

The factory was burning.

For real this time.

"...Yeah."

"That’s probably my cue to leave."

I pulled out of the now-lifeless doll, quickly straightened my clothes, and ran toward the area where I’d last seen the others. Ryan, Marcus, Noah, Ethan, and Daniel were still lying exactly where I’d left them, tied up and unconscious but thankfully still breathing.

Dropping to my knees beside Ryan, I immediately began working on the ropes.

"Hey!"

I shook his shoulder.

"Wake the fuck up! We need to move! Now!"

Ryan groaned.

"...Wha... Adrian?"

His eyes slowly opened.

"...The hell happened?"

"No time."

I pulled another knot loose.

"The place is on fire."

His expression changed instantly.

"...Wait, what?"

"Exactly."

"Questions later."

"Running now."

One by one, I woke the others while cutting and untying the ropes. They were all groggy, confused, and complaining about pounding headaches, but none of them argued once they noticed the smoke rolling across the ceiling.

Flames were already spreading through the old factory.

Wood cracked.

Metal groaned.

Somewhere deeper inside the building, glass exploded.

"Move!"

I shouted, grabbing Marcus by the arm when he stumbled.

"I’m not dying inside a haunted toy factory because you idiots suddenly forgot how legs work!"

Ryan actually laughed despite everything.

"...You’re surprisingly motivational."

"I know."

"Now run."

We stumbled through the corridors together as smoke filled the hallways. Fire climbed the walls with frightening speed, swallowing old machinery and rotten wooden supports as we passed. By the time we found a side exit, the entire building sounded like it was screaming.

The moment we burst outside, the cold night air hit my lungs like salvation.

None of us stopped running.

Not until the factory was nothing more than a burning silhouette behind us.

We finally collapsed near the tree line, breathing heavily while flames erupted through shattered windows, painting the night sky orange.

For several long moments, nobody said a word.

We simply sat there watching the factory burn.

My heart still refused to slow down.

Every now and then another memory from inside replayed in my head, immediately making my ears burn with embarrassment all over again.

I had been ruthless.

Vulgar.

Completely unhinged.

Part of me genuinely wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there forever.

...

The other part quietly admitted...

"...That condom was terrifying."

Ryan finally broke the silence as he wiped soot from his face.

"Dude..."

"What the fuck happened in there?"

"One minute we were exploring."

"The next everything went black."

"I don’t remember anything after that."

I hesitated for a moment before shrugging.

"...Let’s just say I handled it."

Ryan blinked.

"...That’s it?"

"That’s it."

Marcus groaned, rubbing the back of his head.

"I feel like I got hit by a truck."

He frowned.

"...And why does it smell like burning plastic and... something else?"

"...Don’t ask," I replied a little too quickly.

Ryan looked between Marcus and me.

"...Now I definitely want to ask."

"No."

"You really don’t."

I turned my attention back toward the inferno consuming the abandoned factory.

Somewhere inside those flames, the Fragment of Lust had disappeared forever.

The system had acknowledged my first official sin.

And somehow...

My chances of surviving this nightmare had doubled.

They were still pathetically low.

But they had doubled.

This was only the prologue.

If things were already this insane...

I could only imagine what the real story had waiting for me.

For tonight, though...

We were alive.

And for now...

That was enough.