From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!

Alex sat on the cool stone floor, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. His body ached from the tension of navigating the Maze of Temptations, and his mind buzzed with the lingering echoes of whispered promises and illusions.

The door to the maze had vanished behind him, replaced by an empty expanse of dark stone walls. Silence hung thick in the air.

"Well," he muttered, wiping sweat from his brow, "that was horrifying."

"You survived," Lustina's voice whispered soothingly in his mind, a touch of pride in her tone. "And in this realm, survival is half the battle."

"Half the battle?" He groaned, stretching his sore limbs. "What's the other half?"

"Dominance." The word rolled off her tongue like a purr. "Power isn't just about making it through the trials—it's about controlling your destiny. If you want to rise, you need to claim your place, not just stumble into it."

"Easy for you to say," Alex muttered. "You're not the one running through death traps."

She chuckled. "I'm here to make sure you're ready. Trust me, darling hero, this is only the beginning."

As he climbed to his feet, a soft glow lit up the room. The source was a pedestal at the center, and atop it rested a simple, silver ring. It shimmered faintly, as if imbued with some mysterious energy. Intricate runes were carved into its surface, symbols that pulsed with a rhythm like a heartbeat.

"What's that?" Alex asked, stepping closer, his eyes fixed on the strange object.

"Your reward," Lustina explained. "Each trial comes with its own prize—if you're worthy. This is the Ring of Resonance. It's a minor artifact, but useful in the right hands. It strengthens your connection to mana and heightens your senses."

"Minor artifact?" He frowned. "Why does it feel like there's a catch?"

She laughed softly. "Because there always is."

He hesitated, then reached out, his fingers brushing the cool metal. The moment his skin made contact, a jolt shot through his arm.

A surge of warmth raced up his veins, flooding his mind with a sudden rush of clarity. Colors seemed brighter, sounds sharper. He could hear the distant hum of magic, like a melody only he could perceive.

"Whoa." His eyes widened as he clenched and unclenched his fist. "This is... incredible."

"Welcome to the world of power," Lustina murmured. "But remember—every gift comes with a price. The more you draw on it, the deeper its hooks will sink into you."

"Hooks?" His heart skipped a beat. "What kind of hooks?"

"Dependency," she warned. "The artifacts of this realm aren't mere trinkets. They're alive in their own way, feeding off your willpower. Use it too much, and it will bind itself to your soul. Choose wisely when to rely on it."

Alex swallowed hard, turning the ring over in his fingers. "Great. More things that want to control me."

"Consider it a test of your restraint," she whispered playfully. "And you, my darling hero, have shown surprising self-control. So far."

He slipped the ring onto his finger, feeling its weight settle against his skin. The runes flared briefly before fading into a soft glow. "I'll manage. Somehow."

Before Lustina could respond, a deep rumble filled the chamber. The walls trembled, and a massive door began to grind open at the far end. Light poured in, revealing a staircase leading upward.

"Looks like it's time to move," he muttered, heart pounding again. "Where does this lead?"

"To the next challenge," Lustina said. "Every step forward brings you closer to the truth—and closer to power. But be careful. The trials only get harder from here."

"Of course they do." He sighed. "Nothing's ever easy."

He ascended the steps slowly, his senses on high alert. The air grew warmer as he climbed, and faint voices drifted from above. His pulse quickened with every step until he reached the top, where a vast arena stretched out before him.

The crowd from earlier had gathered once more, filling the stands with their eager gazes and hungry smiles. Their eyes gleamed with anticipation as they watched him emerge from the darkness.

"Welcome back!" the booming voice of the announcer echoed across the arena. "Jonny Sins, our daring contender, has conquered the Maze of Temptations! But will he survive what comes next?"

The crowd erupted in cheers, their excitement palpable. Alex felt his heart race as he stepped into the open, the heat of the moment washing over him.

A massive iron gate creaked open on the far side of the arena. From the shadows, a towering figure emerged—a creature of muscle and fury. It had the body of a man but the head of a feral beast, its eyes burning with primal rage. Its claws scraped the ground as it advanced, each step shaking the earth.

"Meet the Guardian of Trials," the announcer bellowed. "To earn your place among champions, you must defeat this mighty foe!"

Alex's breath caught in his throat. "You've got to be kidding me."

"Focus," Lustina commanded. "This isn't a game. Use your mind, your instincts—and the ring."

The Guardian roared, a sound that sent shivers down his spine. Its muscles rippled as it charged, claws slashing the air with deadly intent.

Alex barely had time to react. He dove to the side, the ground exploding where he had stood a moment before. Dust filled the air as he rolled to his feet, heart hammering in his chest.

"Think, Alex!" Lustina urged. "It's strong but predictable. Look for its weaknesses!"

He watched the beast closely, noting the way it moved—powerful, but with a slight hesitation in its left leg. A weak point. A chance.

The Guardian lunged again, claws flashing. This time, Alex sidestepped and drove his elbow into its vulnerable side. The beast howled in pain, staggering backward.

"Good!" Lustina cheered. "Keep pressing the advantage!"

With newfound confidence, he circled the creature, striking with precision. The ring on his finger glowed faintly, heightening his reflexes and sharpening his focus. He could feel the magic coursing through him, a wellspring of energy just within reach.

But as the fight dragged on, he began to feel the pull—the subtle tug of the ring's power, urging him to draw more, to surrender to its influence.

"Don't let it control you," Lustina warned. "Stay in control."

He gritted his teeth, pushing back against the temptation. With a final surge of effort, he landed a decisive blow, sending the Guardian crashing to the ground.

Silence fell over the arena.

Then, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.

"Victory!" the announcer roared. "Jonny Sins has triumphed once again!"

Alex stood over the fallen beast, breathing heavily. His body trembled.

"Time to give us the real show, we have too spots open, sorry about that we weren't expecting someone new!" The man add.

"You either choose a amateur twick or an aggressive step daddy!"

"Amateur twick? I think I'm just gonna stick with step daddy!" Jonny replied.

"Wait is this really happening? Is this what I think it is?" He thought to himself.

"Very well then, your naughty daughter is waiting for you, we will be watching don't fail us!"