"So… What's next?" Asked Noah with a whisper, looking around a dark room. A dim moonlight shone through the window, lighting it just a bit to see the contours of furniture.

A massive bed with a thin white silken canopy stood at the center of the hall-like huge room. The figure of a woman soundly asleep could be seen through a half-transparent, thin cloth of bed curtains.

"I don't know." Whispered back Ugy's voice in his head. "My part was to give a plan, your part is to implement it."

"Should I talk to her?" Asked Noah.

"My analysis of your previous encounter shows that this would be unproductive. She would be too guarded against you to listen to you." Answered Ugy.

"How do I make her use the divine magic then?" Said Noah with confusion.

"The best solution would be to force her to use it." Offered Ugy.

"Force? She's the peak powerhouse of all humanity. How can she be forced to do anything?"

"Not literally! This is a saying. To force someone's hand. It means to rouse strong emotional reactions, to make them act like you need.  You can do it through for example: fury or strong irritation."

"Ok. But how? How do I stir her up, so that she uses divine magic? What if she just throws fire or ice magic at me instead? I have just one chance here, right?"

"My analysis shows that you have to bring her to the highest point of fury, making her skip the middle stage of irritation and boiling anger. Otherwise, she might use some other type of magic and ruin your mind without achieving our goal." Whispered back Ugy.

"But how? I don't even know her. How do you irritate a person?" Asked back, Noah.

"How should I know? I never irritate anyone." Answered Ugy's voice.

"You…!" Raised his voice, Noah

"Shhh!" silenced him Ugy.

"No comment on that!" Hissed back Noah before taking a deep breath. "Comment eh?" He murmured a moment later as he calmed himself.

"Oh, right! Ask for advice from the CS. Those people are pros in trolling." Said Ugy. 

"Trolling? What does that mean?"

"Trolls are people whose profession is to irritate people." Answered in a whisper Ugy.

"There is such a profession in their world?" Asked Noah bewildered. "Why would you even need a profession like that?"

"Beats me. But it seems to be very popular. Or at least there are many master Trolls in CS."

"Ok. Let's go ask for professional advice."

*****

//How do I irritate someone who is a lot stronger than me?// Wrote Noah in a comment section of his system window comment box.

/Don't lower the toilet seat./

/Leave a mess all over the place./

/Guys these advice seem to be irritating to mothers only./

/Obviously. There is no one else stronger than me in this world./

/Oh, a MoMa's boy./

/You can talk sh1t, bcoz you never met my mom's slipper/

//That person is not my mom.// Added info Noah.

/Touch their things. Everyone hates when someone touches or moves their things./ Offered one of the people.

"This is indeed irritating." Said Noah thoughtfully. "But I need something stronger."

/Yes touch em with your thing./ Said another person.

/No one would even notice if he touch them with his small thing./ Replied another person.

"Huh? Who has a small thing?!" Hissed Noah.

/I would! First, he would touch me with his thing, then I touch him with mine…./ 

/Bruuuuh. That's G as hell./

/Dude! You can't cross the beams!/ Said a person posting a picture of 4 men in strange brown suits with some ghost crossed in a circle insignia on their shoulders. Big words were written above. "Remember men. Don't cross the beams. That's gay."

/Someone throw out the horny!/ Said another man posting a picture of a dog with a baseball bat.

"You were right, Ugy. These people are irritating as hell. Can't they stay on a topic for a minute? I am trying to get serious advice here."

"Stir them back to the topic or this conversation will soon turn to something beyond stupid, like the 'bonk horny meme war' we saw last time."

//The person is asleep and I want her to be in a worse mood when she wakes up.// Wrote Noah an additional comment.

/Stick them while they sleep./ 

/Stick a finger up their arse in the sleep./

/People, people, didn't you notice the word "she" in his question? Sticking her in a sleep is r4pe./ Said one of the commenters.

/It's not r4p3 if she doesn't say NO, right?/ Said another person.

/Dude, sleep r4pe is a r4pe too./ Answered another person.

/Well not in Korea…/

/Bruh. You watch too much p0rn. Don't implement p0rn logic to real life./

/To the person above. It's r4p3 only if it's a girl. If it's man, then it's a wet dream./

/I will come to your house and "wet dream" you tonight then./ Said the guy that offered to touch each other with their things previously.

/Ok… I get the point. Sleep r4p3 is r4p3 too./ Said the previous commenter, baking down.

/Too late, I am already coming to your house…/ replied the perverted guy.

/He can just make her drunk. Drunk gurls don't say, No./ Offered another commenter.

/She is asleep, how do you make her drunk?/

/Ok, then rouse her and stick a gag in her mouth!/

/That's exactly what a r4pe is, you moron!/

/Oh, is that so?…. Sorry guys, I think I need to go apologize to someone…./

/The dude above…/ Said someone posting a picture of a police squad standing at the house door.

/Yo, he said someone a lot stronger than him. She'll most likely rip his arse with a stick if he tries anything with her./

//People, I am not going to r4p3 anyone, so stop with this topic! I just have to make her angry, not make her hunt me to the depth of hell.// Said Noah trying to stir these people back to the topic again.

/Be nice to her. Women love bad guys so implement reverse logic./

/That's not reverse logic. Everyone hates simps and betas./

/Yeah, women love the dudes that disrespect and beat them./

/No we are not!/ Said another commenter with a cute princess profile picture.

/Don't listen to the dude above. There are no women on the internet./

/What kind of bullsh1t is that? I am obviously a woman./

/Proof?/ 

/What proof?/

/Show us your tits./

/F@#k you./

/See. He can't prove it./

/@$#$@&*-∆@£¥¢/

/Dude, you can buy fake tits on Ali now. What we need is nudes. Nudes or we not believin'!/

/She is woman guys. I know for sure./

/Huh, how would you know that?/

/Obviously, bcoz we did the deed last night. I humped er in all poses./

/Go hump yourself! I would never do it with any of you sickos!/ Answered the girl.

/My girl is shy, fellas. Don't pay attention. When we were alone last night she was a wild horse./ Replied the previous guy.

/Noooo! How could you! I thought we were exclusive! You're cheating b1tch!/ Screamed another guy all of a sudden

/Who the f@#k are you even?/ Asked the girl.

/How can you do this to me? We had so much together. You liked playing doctor with me!/

/What doctor? Are you delusional?/

/Proctologist, obviously. You did so many things to my…./

/Ok, f@$k you idiots. I am not talking to you sick perverts anymore./

/Ok show us her nudes if you humped her. If you don't show proof, that means you humped a guy./

/I don't have it. It was dark and we were drunk… Hold on, now that you mentioned it, I do remember something sticking me while we… oh…/

/Bruh./ Commented another guy with a facepalm meme.

"These people really are a bunch of trolls." Sighed Noah facepalming, while the conversation on his topic continued in CS. "This is not a profession, they just love to irritate people."

*The conditions have been met* said the system's voice.

*Skill second skin illusion has been updated.*

*The skill name changed*

*New skill name: Roleplay master*

*****

Lyra stirred as she felt through her sleepy consciousness that the bed mattress sagged as if a weight settled on it. A gentle touch of a finger rubbing her cheek pulled her from the blurriness of dreams.

"How was your dream sweetheart?" Asked a gentle male voice. 

Male's voice?

Saintess jerked up, widening her eyes, fully awake in a second and finding a stranger sitting on her bed.

"What?! Who are….!!' She started to exclaim aloud but was silenced by his gentle *shhh* as the stranger put a finger to his smiling lips.

"You will stir the whole town, if you scream suddenly, honey. It's still the middle of the night." Said the man with a quiet gentle voice.

"Who are you? What honey? What are you doing in my room?" Asked Saintess, moving away from the man sitting on the side of her bed. Barely awake to find herself in this strange situation she still tried to make sense of what was going on. And in her startled state, she did not even notice the silken bed sheets slide off her body from her sudden move, revealing her magnificent pair of breasts to the stranger's view.

"Mmm. They are just as wonderful as before." Said the man lowering his eyes to gaze at her body.

Saintess lowered her eyes only now noticing her revealing state. She always went to sleep naked, never being shy about it. She was only ever surrounded by women, and being seen in this state by a male never even crossed her mind as only a select few males had the right to come up the mountain to her dwelling, and only if she called for them. Anyone who tried to sneak her would be slaughtered by her shadow squad without her even noticing that there was any attempt.

This strange situation however confused her so much, she forgot who she was and how powerful she was, sticking to her reflex. She scampered at the bed sheets with her hands grabbing at the cloth to quickly cover herself in shame.

"No need to be so shy, sweetheart. There is nothing I haven't seen there yet." Said the man standing up and walking away toward the table lit by the moonlight

"Wha...Wha…what's that supposed to…" Lyra stuttered to ask, but her words stuck in her throat as she realized the man was naked.

"You were so wild before, where did all this shyness come from? Or is it true about the shy girls that they are wild horses in the bed?" Said the man casually as he took a decanter of water and poured himself a glass.

"Enough! Who are you?! Guards!" Screamed Saintess jumping up from the bed still holding sheets to her body to cover herself from the male's eyes.

"Dear you sent them away yourself, don't you remember?" Said the man placing the decanter back on the table and turning his naked body toward her, revealing all his male glory to her eyes.

"What? G..Guards! Guards!" Screamed the woman, but no one answered her call.

"You wanted me so much that you literally ordered them to get out because you did not want anyone to disturb us."

"What nonsense are you spouting? I order you to stop!"

"Stop?" Said the man revealing a wicked smile as he walked up to her with firm steps, having no shyness about showing himself to her. She was so shocked by his baldness that she did not know what to do, but scamper back to make more space between them, but the wall behind her stopped her retreat.

She stood staring at the man in front of her with wide eyes stuttering something incomprehensible while holding the bed sheets in front of herself as if they could offer her some protection.

"How can I stop when there is such a fine ass asking for my attention." He said, grabbing her tender ass cheek with his open wide palm, squeezing it in his hand.

"You want a piece of this as well, right?"

He said, grabbing her hand and placing it on his….

Her previously wide from all the confusion eyes seemed unable to go wider, yet she still managed to widen them further from feeling shocked at being so brazenly manhandled.

Never in her whole life did a man so much as dare to gaze at her for long, yet here now, in her own house, some naked pervert dared to…

Her face changed from shock to anger and then to fury in a split second. With a stream of golden light rising from within her soul that lit her pupils with a golden hue her mind finally cleared of all confusion.

"I SAID ENOUGH OF THIS NONSENSE!" She screamed as her palm moved with the speed of light. A bright flash of golden light shining over her wide palm illuminating the whole room, painted a line in the air to his cheek.

A loud smack akin to a thunderclap exploded in the room as she slapped the man with full force, adding the full weight of divine magic behind her palm.

Eye-blinding light shone through the room, seeming to penetrate through furniture, walls, floor, and ceiling, for a moment erasing all shadows in the room. 

The dark night sky above the city at the feet of the white tower of the Central Cathedral, was suddenly lit up by the newly born celestial body. This burning white ball of light shone upon the city so brightly, the streets were brighter than in the middle of the sunny day. A few moments later the sudden light ball has dimmed, returning night onto the city's streets and revealing the source of light as the topmost floor of the white tower. The very room that was said to be the Saintess' private chamber.