"Wife Care System? What the hell is this?" Ashton said while staring at the screen in front of him.
He had read through the texts that had appeared, and instead of answers from them, he grew even more confused.
"Willforce +5?"
He didn’t want to discard all of these as some sort of hallucinatory nonsense because of the feeling that had arisen in him before the text actually appeared.
Despite having not felt like that in a long time, he knew what that feeling was.
His Willforce had increased by a little.
"If I get what these texts are saying right, then it means that taking care of Selene can grant me Willforce?"
"That seems extremely strange."
Willforce was the energy that fueled life as a whole; it is the reason for everything anyone does. It’s the motivation to eat or the lack of appetite.
Certain people in this world have a much higher Willforce than the other people. So they decided to use it to dominate certain things, those people are referred to as Lord.
From what Ashton has heard, Lords are able to dominate almost anything as long as they have enough Willforce. Some Lords dominated Fire to get Fire abilities, and Some dominated over death to get death-related abilities.
The amount of the Willforce a person had was the deciding factor of how powerful someone was and how grand the thing they are able to dominate is.
His little information on Lords made him understand how Willful Selene actually was to attempt such a thing.
"Taking care of my wife grants me Willforce? If I take care of her enough, won’t I eventually have enough Willforce to become a Lord?"
"But do I want that? No. I like myself like this."
"Is there a way for me to turn this damn thing off?"
On the opposite end of the Lords were people like Ashton, people with a Willforce so low they live their life in an autonomous blur, with no aspirations, no dreams, just an extremely mundane life.
If their life were a graph, then it would be a perfectly horizontal graph. Luckily or unluckily for Ashton, Selene’s presence was now a great disturbance for that sort of life.
’Screw all that, I am going to eat dinner and head to sleep.’
That was exactly what he did; Ashton went ahead to prepare a small meal for himself, ate it, and immediately lay down on the couch to sleep.
He hadn’t even managed to dive deep into the dream realm when he suddenly felt a feeling of disappointment and mental drain was over him.
[Willforce -5]
Opening his eyes to that text, Ashton didn’t know if he should be happy or sad. On the bright side, he didn’t have to worry about his Willforce getting so high but on the other hand, that drained feeling wasn’t also pleasant either.
’What could have caused this reduction?’ he thought with a pensive look.
’Ohh wait selene,’
Ashton subconsciously sprung to his feet and rushed towards his bedroom to check up on her.
Immediately after passing through the entrance, Ashton noticed Selene still peaceful and now pristine face lying on the bed.
’She seems fine; what the hell is wrong then?’ he questioned again while attempting to think deeper on the matter.
’What was I supposed to do that I haven’t?’
His mind raced as he began analyzing everything he had done since he had gotten back from his farm.
"I have given her a bath, dressed her up in her nightdress, and tucked her into bed, and then I went to fix something for myself."
’Fix something up for myself, shit. I haven’t given her anything to eat.’
’she must be Starving,’
After that realization, Ashton felt another bucket of cold water being poured on him. He had actually forgotten such a thing.
[Willpower -5]
Now he hadn’t gotten any increase in his basal Willforce; he was now lower than it had ever been.
Realizing her state, Ashton analyzed the next line of action, and soon he realized what he was supposed to do.
"I should go make her some mashed potatoes," he muttered.
He was sure Selene couldn’t chew, so he had to pay attention to whatever he was going to feed her.
Now that he was about to cook again, Ashton realized that relying on the moonlight that flowed through the windows wasn’t enough now, so despite his reluctance, he had to put on a lantern, which he did.
With a lantern in hand, he headed for his cramped-up kitchen, brought out some tubers of potatoes and a knife, and got cooking. Soon the aroma of boiled sweet potatoes was slowly filling the house and even going outside.
"What the hell is that crazy Ashton doing so late in the middle of the night?" one of his neighbors cursed.
Ashton didn’t mind; he just waited till the potatoes were soft enough, fighting sleep during the wait. Finally, about an hour and a half later, he was done.
He served the potatoes in a dish and proceeded to smash them; he made sure they were perfectly soft and there weren’t any lumps before taking the prepared dinner to Selene.
Upon his arrival he sat down just beside her, and with a light push of his hand, her mouth fell open. He raised the first spoonful of mashed potatoes towards his own mouth and blew some cool breeze on it before feeding it to her.
He repeated the process a few more times, and soon all of the mashed potatoes were gone.
"Sigh"
Though he hadn’t noticed it earlier, he could feel Selene’s face easing off a little bit more.
[Task: Feeding wife for the first time]
[Willforce +5]
The feeling of contentment and growth washed over him again, and now Ashton felt normal; he had returned to his equilibrium state.
"You really need to get yourself together, Ashton; this is serious," he said to himself while he got back up.
He took care of Selene’s ruffled bed, and after taking a last look at her face, he stood up, headed to the kitchen, dropped the plate, forced himself into the living room, and immediately plopped on the chair, falling asleep immediately.
The rest of the night went by peacefully.
Knock!!!! Knock!!!!!
Ashton heard the sound of someone knocking on his front door. Forcing himself up, he approached the door, and with a still groggy face, he opened up.
"Hey Pathetic loner, time to pay up the weekly Lord Protection fee."