Last Paradise

Last Paradise. An adult-rated apocalypse survival game. Extreme freedom! Protect the world from zombies alongside the most beautiful women on Earth!

"Protect it together, my ass..."

I quickly clicked the mouse to skip the intro floating on the screen. The reason I played this game was to satisfy my depraved desires, not to save some damn world. Still, I didn't think the premise was half bad. According to the setting book I had skimmed before launching the game, the women in this world gained immense power proportional to their popularity and charm. In other words, there was no way some random zombie or another man would easily defile them before I could get a taste.

I clicked the start button and moved on to the character creation screen.

"The name... pfft."

A nickname I used to hear all the time when I was younger came to mind. It was a play on my real name, Kang Taeseung, changing just the first character to make 'Byun Taeseong'—which sounded exactly like the word for pervert. Part of it was due to my unusual preferences, but the real reason lay elsewhere. The package dangling between my thighs was on a completely different level compared to other men.

"Man, look at this magnificent bastard..."

Glancing down, my eyes fell upon the massive weapon proudly boasting its heavy presence. It was 25 centimeters long and 30 centimeters in girth. It was practically like having a third arm attached to my crotch.

"You fucking monster... hehehe."

Its shape was both ferocious and bizarrely beautiful. When fully erect, the glans expanded, flaring out like a traditional bamboo hat and completely dwarfing the shaft. It would spearhead a ruthless assault into any bitch's pussy, crushing her cervix and stimulating her deepest, most sensitive spots. The shaft following behind, throbbing with veins that looked ready to burst, would scrape wildly against her inner walls. It was, quite literally, a natural dildo forged from women's wildest sexual fantasies.

"...Fuck."

Yeah, some of you might have already realized. Everything I just said was purely hypothetical. Fantasy was fantasy, and illusions were illusions. When I posted photos showcasing its size on social media, I received countless messages. But the moment those girls actually saw my monster in person, they almost always chickened out and ran away. If they had just let me slide it in just once, I could have shown them a whole new world. I could have carved the sheer greatness of this beast deep into their very bones...

"Tsk."

But since that was impossible in reality, what else could I do? I had to unleash my desires in a game. I refocused my attention on the brightly glowing monitor.

Since I had already applied a cheat mod, I could have locked all my stats at the maximum S+ rank. But since this was a game after all, I wanted to leave at least a little bit of the "joy of growth," so I intentionally left some room to improve.

Hmm... Should I just max out Intelligence and Wisdom to S+?

I briefly considered raising Intelligence, which determined the limit of skills I could learn, and Wisdom, which determined my total mana pool, but ultimately decided to leave them as they were. Next, I looked over the unique abilities.

The first was, of course, Immune Constitution, which prevented me from turning into a zombie even if bitten. This trait didn't just stop zombie infection; it also blocked secondary infections from most other diseases and drastically accelerated healing.

The second was Semen Injection. This ability allowed me to bestow my first unique ability, Immune Constitution, onto any woman I ejaculated inside, and it even had the power to turn women who had already turned into zombies back into humans. However, this ability came with a cruel, monopolistic restriction: if she ever received another man's seed, all the abilities I had granted her would instantly vanish. This included any skills she had acquired from the magic books I created for her.

On top of those, I added Inventory and Interpretation.

"Let's see... what else should I add?"

I searched through ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the countless unique abilities, looking for some of the more ridiculous, troll-like ones.

"Heh, this one's perfect."

I selected the Vajra Penis, which rendered my member completely invulnerable to all physical and magical damage when erect, and Super Regeneration, which allowed me to restore any severed body parts.

"...That should do it."

Adding too many abilities would make the game boring too quickly, so I decided to stop there and review my completed status window.

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"Hmm... just in case... let's throw this in too."

I added one item to my inventory: the Imprint of Ability Awakening, an item that allowed me to unlock any unique ability I wanted, though it required spending soul currency. After confirming that final addition, I clicked the character creation button.

"...?"

The moment the in-game screen finished loading, I couldn't help but feel a brief wave of confusion. The room displayed on the monitor was an exact replica of the studio apartment I lived in.

"Tsk."

But since it was a generic layout you could find anywhere, the strange sense of dissonance quickly faded.

"First... let's go buy some booze."

I wanted to enjoy a cold can of beer while staying up all night hunting beauties, so I stood up, threw on a coat, and headed out.

Chime!

"Hello."

I greeted the clerk as I pushed open the convenience store door, but no reply came.

...Ah, it's this bitch today... Goddammit...

Instead of the usual polite part-timer, a rude bitch was crammed into the corner of the counter, completely absorbed in her phone with earbuds plugged in.

"......"

Even after seeing me walk in, she didn't bother to stand up, just staring blankly at her screen.

Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable...

If I had to rate her looks, she was a solid six, maybe a seven if I was being generous. Yet here she was, acting all high and mighty as if she owned the place. It was utterly ridiculous. But then again, what could I do about this terrible hybrid creature spawned by modern South Korean society? I decided to ignore her, grabbed a four-pack of beer, and set it on the counter.

"Excuse me."

She didn't even look up.

Thud, thud!

"Excuse me!!"

Only when I slammed my hand on the counter did she slowly raise her head and glare at me...

...?!

Her sheer audacity left me speechless once again.

"Ugh, so annoying..." she muttered.

It was a quiet mumble, but it was clearly meant for me to hear.

"Annoying? Why don't you say that again?"

Beep, beep.

Perhaps she hadn't expected me to confront her directly, because a flash of panic crossed her face as she picked up the barcode scanner and began ringing up the items.

"Ten thousand won."

Her voice was dripping with attitude.

"Seriously... if you're going to act like this, why the hell are you even working in customer service?"

"Ugh, whatever... so irritating..."

"......"

I barely managed to restrain myself from throwing a punch.

"Pathetic bitch..."

As she retreated back to her corner after saying her piece, I whispered the words back to her in the exact same tone.

"W-what did you just say?!"

Ignoring the convenience store girl as she jumped up in anger, I walked out of the store.

Crunch, crunch.

It was freezing cold. I was carefully treading over the lightly frosted snow when I heard it.

Squelch, rip, squelch.

"Argh, ugh... cough."

...What is that?

The sound of tearing flesh and a man's muffled groans echoed from the mouth of an alleyway. My eyes naturally drifted toward the sound, and there, I saw a woman pinned on top of a man.

"Grrr."

With a grotesque sound, her head snapped in my direction.

"...F-fuck...!!!"

The moment I saw her bloodshot, glistening eyes and the fresh blood smeared all over her mouth, I spun around and bolted.

"Graaaakh!"

"Dammit!"

I tried to head back toward my apartment, but those monsters had already overrun the path. I immediately pivoted and ran in the opposite direction.

"Graaaaaakh!"

Thud-thud-thud-thud!

Fuck, fuck! What the hell is going on?!

Watching the monsters sprint at speeds that seemed to defy human limits, I didn't even have the luxury to try and process the situation. Only one thought consumed my mind: I had to survive.

"Graaaakh!"

"Shit."

Monsters were blocking the opposite path as well. In a panic, I rushed back toward the brightly lit convenience store.

Slam! Chime!

"You! Perfect timing! Grab that bastard!"

"Hey, mister!"

Click, clack. Creak, rattle.

Ignoring the voices behind me, I desperately tried to lock the double glass doors. But the frame must have been warped, because the lock lever refused to turn.

Grab.

"Hey, you bastard!"

A hand grabbed my shoulder. I turned my head to see the convenience store girl glaring at me with venomous eyes, alongside a man who looked like her personal simp.

"Move, you motherfucker!"

Shove!

"W-why you...!"

I shook off his hand and stepped inside. Right at that moment—

Crash!

The sound of the front door being violently forced open echoed through the store.

"Kyaaaah!"

Splat, rip!

"W-what is this?! Argh! Help me!"

The girl's bloodcurdling shriek, the sound of tearing flesh, and the man's agonizing screams assaulted my ears all at once.

Creak.

In the chaos, I managed to reach the convenience store's backroom and throw the door open.

"L-let me in too!!"

Just as I stepped inside and tried to slam the door shut, the convenience store girl forced her way in with me.

"Graaaaakh!"

"H-hurry up and close it!"

"Shut up, you fucking bitch!"

Slam!

The moment the grotesque face of a zombie lunged right before my eyes, I barely managed to slam the door shut. And in that exact instant—

Ding!

With a cheerful sound effect, a semi-transparent window floated before my eyes.

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"...I must be dreaming."

The status window of Last Paradise, which I had customized using cheats, was floating right in front of me. Between the sudden outbreak of monsters and this bizarre interface, the situation felt so utterly surreal that my mind struggled to register it as reality.

Thud! Thud! Crash!

"Graaaaaakh!"

"F-fuck!"

But the moment the terrifying screech from outside startled me, causing me to trip and tumble backward, a brutal wave of reality crashed over me. The pain and terror made it violently clear: this was no dream.