Wasteland: I Awakened A Plant System

Vikram slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a bed. He had been unconscious from his injuries.

He tried to wake up properly and saw Bushra and Sana beside him. He recognized them right away.

As he tried to understand where he was, a flood of memories suddenly came into his mind. They were not his own memories. They belonged to the body he now occupied.

After taking them in, Vikram’s expression turned strange. "Wtf, how did I become a werewolf?"

According to the memories, something had happened within his tribe. He had been gravely injured and eventually kicked out. The memories surrounding that incident were blurry, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember the reason behind his exile.

Fortunately, his two wives, Kara and Carol, had chosen to leave the tribe with him instead of abandoning him.

Unfortunately, his injuries had been far too severe. He had collapsed unconscious before they could get very far. That was how he had ended up here.

Here, Bushra and Sana had been treating him with their Awakener healing powers. He did not remember the details of what happened after he passed out.

He only cared about his memories, since he didn’t get full access to them.

Since this was another dungeon, he patiently waited for the System to issue its mission.

Just then, the wooden door opened, and Kara and Carol walked into the room.

The moment they saw Vikram awake, relief appeared on both of their faces.

"Vikram!"

Kara hurried over and gently held his hand, her eyes slightly red from worry. As the responsible one who always bore everything for him and liked to keep order, she quickly checked his condition.

"You finally woke up."

Carol let out a quiet sigh of relief before walking to his side with a seductive sway in her hips. She leaned in close, her voice low and teasing. "You’ve been unconscious for three days, handsome."

Vikram looked at the two of them before asking, "Where are we?"

Carol answered softly, her fingers lightly tracing his arm in a naughty, lingering way. "A hidden human settlement. They found us unconscious in the forest and brought us here."

"The humans saved us?" Vikram asked in surprise. Since he was a werewolf now, he was a little shocked.

Kara nodded. "If it weren’t for them, we probably wouldn’t have survived."

At that moment, Bushra withdrew her glowing hand from Vikram’s chest. The soft emerald light surrounding her palm gradually faded as she finished channeling her Awakener healing ability into his body.

She smiled gently. "Looks like you’re finally awake."

Standing beside her, Sana folded her arms and said, "You were lucky. Those injuries were enough to kill an ordinary werewolf. If Bushra hadn’t continuously used her healing ability for the past three days, you probably wouldn’t have survived."

Vikram looked at Bushra with gratitude. "Thank you for saving me."

Bushra smiled and shook her head. "No need to thank me alone. There are only a few of us here, and everyone agreed to help you. While I healed your injuries, the others prepared food and took turns watching over you."

Carol nodded, pressing a bit closer with a playful smirk. "They’ve all treated us kindly these past three days."

Vikram fell silent for a moment before saying sincerely, "Then I owe all of you my life."

At that moment, a familiar mechanical voice echoed in his mind.

[Dungeon Synchronization Complete.]

[Memories Successfully Integrated.]

[Current Identity: Werewolf - Vikram]

Vikram instinctively waited for the mission notification.

However... Several seconds passed. Nothing appeared.

"Hmm?"

Vikram waited, while he unknowingly felt angry. Why the fuck didn’t he get any memory when the system said memories successfully integrated? And what the fuck was the mission? Is the system paralyzed?

Seeing that the System remained completely silent, Vikram frowned. "What the fucking system is doing?"

This was already his third dungeon. The System had always issued a mission immediately after he awakened, yet this time there wasn’t even a notification.

The silence irritated him for no apparent reason.

Taking a deep breath, Vikram forcefully suppressed the rising frustration.

"Forget it, since it was paralysed, then it paralysed. Sitting here won’t change anything."

Just then, the wooden door opened again.

Several people walked into the room one after another.

The moment Vikram saw them, his eyes narrowed.

It was Kavya, Neha, Pooja, Ayesha, Deepak and others.

Although their appearances and clothing were different from the previous dungeon, Vikram already recognized them, and he knew that they were his previous teammates in the Vampire and Zombie dungeons.

But then he again felt a slight anger. In previous dungeons they were all humans fighting vampires and zombies, so why the fuck was he a werewolf this time? And Kara and Carol too.

Even after thinking for a few minutes he didn’t understand it, which made him more irritated.

A faint trace of hostility flashed across his eyes before he quickly suppressed it.

He quickly felt something different about himself. Ever since entering this world, his emotions had become far easier to provoke. Even the smallest unanswered question stirred an inexplicable irritation within him.

Fortunately, his rationality still remained, allowing him to force those emotions back under control.

Vikram looked at the group and asked in a calm but noticeably firmer tone, "So... Can someone tell me exactly what kind of place this is?"

Hearing Vikram’s question, Bushra stepped forward with a gentle smile.

"This is our stronghold."

Vikram glanced around the modest wooden cabin before looking at everyone present.

"Our stronghold?"

His gaze slowly swept across the room. "There are only... few of you. Exactly 21 people."

There was obvious confusion in his voice. A stronghold with only 21 people? The word itself sounded absurd.

Bushra didn’t answer immediately, merely giving him a faint smile. "We’ll talk about that later."

Seeing that Vikram had already regained consciousness, the others gradually left the room to continue their own work.

Carol and Kara also stood up. Kara, ever responsible and orderly, gave instructions to a couple of people on their way out before turning to him with a warm smile. "We’ll find something for you to eat."

"You’ve been unconscious for three days. You must be starving," Carol added, throwing Vikram a naughty, seductive wink as she swayed her hips lightly while following Kara out of the room.

Soon, only Vikram and Bushra remained inside the room.

Bushra pulled over a wooden chair and sat beside his bed. "Since you don’t remember much, I’ll explain everything that’s happened."

Vikram nodded slightly. He had no idea why the System remained silent, nor did he know what he was supposed to do in this dungeon. Instead of making blind guesses, he decided to first understand the world around him. Only after learning about his current surroundings could he decide his next course of action.

Bushra took a slow breath before beginning her explanation.

"After the war, only a handful of Awakened Humans survived. We had already lost too much. So instead of continuing to fight, the remaining Awakeners all made the same decision... They stopped involving themselves in the wars. After that, they searched for remote places where they could quietly build shelters and continue living."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "Over time, many small strongholds like this one were established. Each stronghold was formed by people who trusted one another and simply wanted to stay alive."

Bushra smiled faintly. "As for us... We already knew each other. So after everything happened, we gathered here and built this stronghold together."

Vikram listened quietly, finally understanding why such a small group referred to this place as a stronghold. For them, it wasn’t a fortress meant for war. It was simply a home built by the few survivors who still wished to live.

Vikram remained silent for a moment before looking at Bushra. "You said your lives changed after the war..." He frowned slightly. "Which war?"

Bushra blinked in surprise. "You... don’t know?"

A trace of confusion appeared on her face. To everyone living in this world, that war had changed everything. It was impossible to imagine someone who had lived through it not knowing what she was referring to.

She looked at Vikram carefully before speaking. "You really don’t remember?"

Vikram shook his head. "I don’t."

Bushra took a slow breath. "Then I’ll explain everything from the beginning."

However, before she could say another word, she suddenly noticed Vikram’s expression change. His breathing grew uneven, and an unfamiliar fierceness surfaced in his eyes.

"Vikram...?"

Before she could react, he caught hold of her. The sudden movement startled both of them. Vikram’s face was filled with confusion. "What... is happening to me...?"

He wanted to stop, but the violent instincts surging through his body drowned out his reason. It felt as though an invisible force was pushing him to satisfy an overwhelming impulse.

Bushra looked confused, unsure what was happening to him. Before she could understand, her clothes were torn apart. In a few seconds she became nude in front of him.

Bushra tried to stop him while calling his name, but Vikram didn’t stop. She felt the penetration and the sharp pain of losing her virginity, but she kept trying to bring back his attention. She called his name several times, hoping he would regain his senses, but his consciousness had already been consumed by the mix of anger and lust. Soon, the pain faded and Bushra started enjoying the intense feeling.

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Several hours later.

The fierce aura surrounding Vikram slowly disappeared, and clarity finally returned to his eyes.

As fragments of what had happened resurfaced in his mind, his face stiffened. He lowered his head, unable to meet Bushra’s sleeping face. She lay peacefully beside him, utterly exhausted after everything that had occurred.

A complicated emotion flashed across Vikram’s eyes.

He remembered enough to know that, and finally recognised that this was this Vikram’s influence.

He understood that this Vikram had so much anger inside him. In anger he could do anything. And the result was shown on Bushra. In that anger-driven state, he had fucked her. She was so good that even when he behaved like an animal, she didn’t stop or resist much, she only tried to bring back his consciousness.

He cursed himself. How could he behave like an animal in heat in front of the kind Bushra?

But then he remembered, this time he really *was* an animal. Thinking that, he became angry again. But he quickly controlled his anger. While also cursing the dungeon, wondering why he hadn’t found any normal version of Vikram’s previous self till now.

The first one was lusty and only knew about lust. The next was even worse than a sloth, so much lazy. And now this one, filled with so much anger.

He also realised that every time he exited the dungeon, their influence still lingered on him.

Thinking about all of this, he became more confused. He understood that the changes brought by the dungeon weren’t merely affecting his thoughts. They were capable of overwhelming his very instincts.

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