Chapter 1: The Paradise of the Computer World
The world of computers is great. A realm where only 0s and 1s exist—crystal clear and precise. No need to worry about human emotions, politics, or anything else. Looks, education, position—none of it matters to anyone. And so, there I was, diligently coding away in front of my computer... when the voice from hell rang out.
"Gyujin, come to my office."
"Y-Yes!?... Uh... Got it."
My name is Noh Gyujin, a 30-year-old computer programmer. From a young age, I was obsessed with computers. I taught myself every programming language currently in use, and I racked up at least gold medals in every coding competition and hacking contest. The golden peak of my life was at 18, when I won the World Computer Hacking Championship. Battling through countless firewalls in fierce combat, the moment I breached the final one and clinched the victory... I felt like a god.
But after that, my life went straight downhill. Self-taught skills couldn't compete with the hordes of programmers who had better pedigrees than me. While they struck it rich founding startups, I scraped by on freelance gigs, cleaning up their messes. I tried starting my own company too, but with no connections, it collapsed in three months—along with hundreds of millions in debt.
Now, I'm just a developer at some software company.
"I clearly told you to finish debugging the steel team's factory management software by yesterday, didn't I?"
"Yes... that's right."
"So why isn't it done?"
"Well, the car management software debug still isn't finished..."
Crash! She hurled the glass cup aside as she heard my excuse.
"Do you think I called you in here just to listen to lame excuses?"
"S-Sorry!"
"Finish everything by the end of the day. Or getting fired will be the least of your worries."
With that final warning, I slunk out of the president's office and back to my desk to keep working. By the time I finished every task assigned to me, it was 10 p.m.—long after everyone else had gone home. I dragged myself back to my rundown villa. This is my daily grind: get chewed out at work, slave away until I drop, then blow nearly all my paycheck on debt. Sure, my salary's pretty high by normal standards. But with debts even higher, hardly any of it ever reaches my pocket.
"Hoo... time to jerk off and crash."
My one sliver of happiness is coming home from work and playing adult games while getting off. The mind-break genre—rewriting people's thoughts and common sense to do whatever you want—is my absolute favorite. Especially [Hypnosis School], released in 2020. It was a masterpiece.
An outsider character named Kim Jintae gets a smartphone with a hypnosis app and fucks all the heroines using hypnosis. Simple plot for an eroge, but the execution? Genius. Basic emotional manipulation to make the main heroine fall in love, but altering common sense to bang the female teacher? Pure art. And that hypnosis ending over the whole school... peak degeneracy and horniness.
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The setting is the school gymnasium. The protagonist has successfully hypnotized every student and parent with his hypnosis app, and to celebrate, he plans an event: a "graduation ceremony" where he impregnates outstanding students in front of everyone—parents and kids alike. Abbreviated as the Impregnation Festival.
Jintae kicks off the event, and out come the charming beauties he's selected—starting with a mother-daughter pair who could be the stars of the show. They introduce themselves.
"Hello, I'm Yoo Ayoung. For graduation, I'll be taking Jintae's seed into my womb on my dangerous day to get pregnant."
"Hello, I'm Jin Seoyoung, Ayoung's mom. To bless my graduating daughter as a model woman, I'll receive Jintae's semen and get pregnant too."
The pink-haired idol girl Ayoung and her elegant mom Seoyoung wear neat tops, but nothing below the waist. Their pussies glisten with nectar, ready to be impaled on cock at any moment.
"Please fill me with your cum so I can fulfill my role as a woman in society."
"It's a high-risk pregnancy at my age, but I'll push hard to set an example for my daughter."
With that, the mother-daughter duo spread their legs toward Jintae, parting their pussies with their fingers.
And so begins the orgy. Starting with this duo, he fucks mother-daughter pairs like the student council president set and the athlete set—one after another. His hypnosis-enhanced stamina lets him creampie every single one, and he even ropes in the school nurse to dose them with ovulation inducers for guaranteed pregnancies.
Eight months later, with everyone waddling around at full term, the protagonist gathers all the pregnant mothers and daughters... releases the hypnosis... and the game ends as they scream in despair, clutching their swollen bellies.
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Playing Hypnosis School, I'd fantasized more than once about having that app to fuck whoever I wanted. If someone asked what my one wish was...
"I want to go to that world..."
Day by day, somehow scraping by... until fate's day arrived.
"Hey, you hear about that?"
"Huh?"
I was smoking on the rooftop with Hosang, my one semi-friend at the company from our smoke breaks. He dropped some intriguing news.
"There's this weird email circulating among programmers lately. Subject line like 'Open this file and gain everything' or something."
"Just spam, right?"
"That's what I thought, but spam opens easy. This zip file's security is insane—no one's cracked it. Even that famous hacker group, Arnys, gave up."
"Arnys couldn't open it?"
The world's top hacker crew, stumped by a zip file... My curiosity piqued.
"How do you even get the email?"
"That's the thing... it just shows up and vanishes after 24 hours—file and all."
"Some kinda self-destruct timer?"
"Nope, just gone clean—no trace."
"Sounds like an urban legend. But you say it's buzzing among programmers? I'll look into it."
Hosang's story sounded like dubious folklore, so I brushed it off as rumor. But three days later, while working from home, an email pinged in.
My heart skipped. I opened it immediately. No text, just a lone zip file. Antivirus scan came back clean, so I ran it.
> [Enter Password: ]
A standard password prompt popped up. The old thrill from hacking contests surged through me. I fired up basic cracking tools and dove in, challenging the zip.
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6 a.m. Eight hours in. Whoever made this zip is insane. I'd thrown everything at it—basic hacks to my personal bag of tricks—and it crushed them all. Accessing it seemed impossible. It countered every hack in real-time, like a living program. I couldn't seize any privileges.
Fine. If I can't take control, make it collapse on itself. Like hypnotizing the program, I nudged it bit by bit, tweaking its flow until the firewall crumbled. The contents revealed themselves.
"Password 1004? What a joke."
Angel? Like some divine gift?
> [Extracting – 45%]
The zip unpacked to...
"[Wish]... What the hell? Never seen this program before."
I launched the Wish executable.
Vwooooooom!
"Gahhh!!!"
A blinding light erupted, and I blacked out.