It wasn’t a shout. It wasn’t a whisper. It was just a statement. Calm. Authoritative.
The interface changed. A new tab appeared: NTR - Hypnosis Master -v1.0- -HGGame-
He walked back to the kitchen. Elara was pouring creamer into her mug. It wasn’t a shout
He was alone in a room with a ghost.
He clicked it. A chill ran down his spine. NTR - Hypnosis Master -v1.0- -HGGame-
“NTR Protocol unlocked. Jealousy is a fuel. To solidify your mastery, you must orchestrate the target’s exposure to a past attachment. The target will perform actions that appear to be ‘cheating’ but will feel nothing. The emotional devastation of the ‘other man’ is the final lock on the cage. Proceed?”
