The Prey

"Uh... so let me get this straight... I get raped by the Demon King, become his concubine, bear his son, and on top of that, engage in mother-son incest to become the ruler of this world?"

"Yes! Exactly! You finally understand!"

"How the fuck am I supposed to understand that?!"

My head throbbed with a raging migraine. What kind of lunatic would listen to such utter insanity and go, "Oh, is that so? Gee, thanks a bunch!"

Completely oblivious to my inner turmoil, the crazy blue-haired bitch of a goddess before me kept babbling away.

"Goodness, what a slow-witted Hero. Shall I explain it again? Like I said, in order to grant your wish of possessing the greatest wealth and power in the world..."

"Why can't I just become the Hero, defeat the Demon King, crown myself king, and have it all?! Build a harem! Become king! Fuck demons, beastfolk, the Saintess—fuck every last one of them! That's all I need to do, so why the hell do I have to get fucked by the Demon King and bear his kid?!"

The blue-haired pervert of a goddess tilted her head, fluttering a gown that looked straight out of Greek mythology as she smiled with practiced elegance.

"The Demon King is too strong. You can't beat him."

"Hey! Just use your goddess powers to shower me with all kinds of overpowered perks!"

"Hmph... But I'm just a novice goddess, so my divine authority is weak. More than that, your Karma Value is too low to rewrite destiny...(mumble, mumble)."

"Ah, fuck! Then you shouldn't have summoned me in the first place! I'm a guy! If you want someone to bear that Demon King bastard's kid, summon a woman!"

Even as I stomped my feet in fury and pointed an accusing finger at her, the crazy bitch drifted casually through the air like an astronaut in zero gravity.

"No, no. Having your gender swapped, your body remodeled, and getting totally defiled is what raises your Karma Value the fastest."

"Karma Value?"

"Yes. It's the power to defy fate, accumulated whenever you resist preordained destiny. If you are forcibly genderswapped into a woman and fucked like a dog, it will skyrocket without a doubt!"

"No way! Not happening!"

"Tsk. I heard that in other test worlds, mere NPCs became heroes and saved the realm. Why did my world have to end up with such a useless loser...(grumble, grumble)."

"Are you out of your mind?! What's the point of defying fate if I have to turn into a whore to do it?! Send me back home right now!"

I had only stated the most basic common sense, but the goddess gasped in sheer horror.

"You can't! You have to do it! Otherwise, this world is doomed to be destroyed!"

Is she out of her damn mind?

"If this world can only survive by offering me up as a sacrificial lamb, then it might as well perish!"

"Fufufu. But back in your old world, I saw you fantasizing about getting taken from behind while masturbating your anus, you know? I summoned you because I thought it suited you."

"You lunatic...! You were spying on that?!"

It was an absolute misunderstanding! I—I was just washing thoroughly and felt around a little! Don't get the wrong idea, seriously! I didn't insert anything! I'm not gay!

Just look at that crazy bitch floating around with that smug, carefree smirk! I wanted nothing more than to beat the shit out of her!

"Fufufu. Of course I was! A Hero's summoning requires the utmost scrutiny~ You really have a natural talent for female corruption, Hero!"

I was plunged into despair.

"No, that was just a rare moment of curiosity! I'm strictly heterosexual, I swear..."

Oblivious to my misery—no, knowing full well—the two-faced bitch kept spouting nonsense.

"The Demon King is going to get rock hard the moment he lays eyes on you!"

No matter how pretty I might look for a guy... isn't this going too far?! Wait a second.

"Is the Demon King a woman by any chance?"

"Nope. He's a burly, strapping man."

Despair hit me once again.

"Is he gay, then?"

"Nope. He rapes all the women and slaughters all the men."

"Then why the hell would he get turned on by me?!"

"Isn't it only natural that when he encounters a powerful man, he'd want to remodel him into a soft, supple beauty to serve as a breeding vessel for his superior genes?"

"That is not natural at all!"

"It's completely natural for the Demon King. His bloodline produces only male offspring. So he has no choice but to violate the females of other species to perpetuate his lineage."

"What... did you say?"

"Oh, and don't even dream of committing suicide if you get captured. The Demon King's necromancer is so exceptionally skilled that even if you die, he'll forcibly remodel your corpse and violate you anyway."

"W-Wait! I take back my wish! I'm not going, so—"

"Well then, I'll give you plenty of perks, so struggle to your heart's content. Bye-bye~"

"You crazy fucking biiiiiiitch!"

And just like that, I became the Hero and was whisked away to another dimension. No, I was kidnapped.

At first, I thought about going into hiding. But popping out of the summoning circle like that drew an unbelievable amount of attention.

"Ohhh...! That person is the Hero!"

"Please save us humans from the Demon King!"

The entire kingdom had their eyes glued on me! Naturally, the Demon King's gaze fell upon me as well! Day in and day out, assassins—or kidnappers—came crashing in!

"Fuck, fuck...!"

In the end, cursing with every breath, I leveled up and grew stronger.

"Fine, fuck it! Since it's come to this, I'll get ridiculously strong and crush them all!"

Nothing is impossible for a determined Korean!

The goddess had indeed granted me unspeakable, legendary perks, and through every trial and tribulation, I rapidly grew in power. Soon enough, no one on the surface or beneath the earth would dare challenge me one-on-one!

It took a few years to reach that point. And all of it was made possible because I had wonderful comrades—written as comrades, read as female friends.

"Yo, Hero. You up?"

Standing with the morning sunlight at her back, my potential lover number one called out in greeting.

Taller than me, with chiseled six-pack abs, broad shoulders, muscular thighs as thick as an ordinary woman's waist, and sun-bronzed skin that brought all of it together in breathtaking appeal—a red-haired female warrior.

"Yo, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jamila. A mighty and powerful morning to you."

I raised a hand in return.

She looked to have just returned from a morning workout, clad in a skimpy tank top and leopard-print hotpants that barely qualified as rags. With a towel draped casually around her neck like some middle-aged uncle, the beads of sweat trickling down the cleavage of her watermelon-sized breasts were breathtakingly fresh.

Haa... I want to lick it.

Because of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠her wild, untamed red hair jutting out in every direction like a lion's mane, she had earned the moniker 'Red Mane Lioness.'

"Up for sparring later?"

"Anytime."

"Heh. Look at you, turning into quite the man now, huh? Feels like yesterday you were learning hand-to-hand combat from me."

"I'm stronger than you now anyway."

Jamila, the 'Lioness.' Though she felt like a tomboyish friend my own age, she was the one who had taught me swordsmanship, shield techniques, and close-quarters hand-to-hand combat and defense. She was truly the martial arts mentor who forged me into a Hero. With her voluptuous, stacked physique and defenseless fashion choices, she was also the favorite wank material of the kingdom's entire army.

"I'm gonna run a bit more. Catch you later."

"Sure thing."

Waving a hand at me, Jamila dashed off.

Hmm, even a muscular female warrior can be so wildly attractive if her face is gorgeous. Fascinating.

Of course, wasn't that likely because her female hormones were overflowing these days thanks to me? If not for 'that issue,' I would have made my move long ago. What a waste. Having to hold back in front of such a magnificent body... Ghh...!

Stepping into the Grand Library of the Royal Capital, I found my potential lover number two reading, just as she always did.

Clad in drab, dull-colored robes, she was completely absorbed in her book.

"Doing well, Yuria?"

"...(nod)."

A white-haired mage who rarely showed a flicker of emotion. Petite and cute, she wore an oversized witch hat that practically buried her head, adjusting her round spectacles as she read. Despite her appearance, she was the youngest Grand Mage in royal history.

I had learned all manner of elemental magic from Yuria. She was my magic mentor, so to speak.

Heh, every proper harem needs at least one bespectacled girl.

"Reading again?"

"...(nod)."

"What are you reading?"

Without a word, Yuria tilted the book to show me the cover, her face deadpan as ever.

"Mind if I read beside you?"

"...(nod)."

She really was a girl of few words. When would I ever get to see a radiant smile on her face? So far, holding hands was as far as I'd gotten with Yuria. Still, seeing her blush whenever our hands touched proved she was a woman through and through.

Side by side, we enjoyed our quiet reading date.

After reading for a while, I stepped back outside. That was when I spotted a truly welcome face: a voluptuous nun with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Oh, Saintess."

"P-Please do not address me like that, Eric. Just call me comfortably by my name."

Saintess Martha. Unlike the other nuns, she was the only one permitted to wear the sacred habit—pristine white with gold trim and bands of blue signifying holy authority. She was also the mentor who had taught me divine magic. Ever since I was first summoned, she had been a steadfast companion at my side.

"For we are all equal before the name of God."

Just you wait. I'll court you until you're so madly in love with me that you'll forsake divine will and gladly welcome a harem.

Since she was the Saintess, her defenses were ironclad, meaning I unfortunately hadn't made any physical progress yet. But she would be mine one day. How was I so sure? Because...

"What about the ring I gave you? Did you take it off?"

Because we were secretly engaged in a platonic romance.

"Eek?!"

Glancing frantically in all directions, she rushed over and whispered under her breath.

"Eric...! Someone might hear you!"

This was the very woman who had incinerated the Vampire King, one of the Demon King's Four Heavenly Kings, with Sun Blast. Having overcome mortal peril together, our bond had grown even deeper.

"Why? Where is the couple ring?"

"...I'm wearing it here."

Identical to the ring on my own finger, the band hung suspended from a chain around Martha's neck. So she kept it safely tucked beneath her holy habit? How adorable.

"Good girl."

I patted her head gently.

"Y-You must not stroke a servant of God so carelessly."

Despite her tall stature, she blushed bashfully. Beneath the prim and proper habit, her scandalous curves shifted. To think that soft, voluptuous body was going unused simply because she was a servant of God—what a waste! A total waste!

"See you later during service."

"Yes. ...I will be waiting."

Smiling warmly, we shared a brief, firm squeeze of hands before anyone could notice.

"Until then. May God's blessings be upon you."

As I stood admiring Martha's backside as she hurried toward the Great Cathedral, a mischievous voice drifted from behind my head.

"My, my, your eyes are about to pop out of your skull~~~ Stop staring at her like that, you."

"...Sister Nina."

A silver-haired thief appeared out of thin air. Her lithe, slender figure was accentuated by sleek black leather pants. The very epitome of slender perfection! But regrettably, she was excluded from my harem plans. Why?

"Where is Lord Morrich?"

"My darling went ahead to see the Pope~"

Because she was a married woman! Such an agonizing shame! A lively, playful, seductive older-sister type like her would have been a perfect addition to my harem!

Nina giggled as if she had just witnessed an amusing spectacle, then vanished right before my eyes using the Great Thief's Scarf. Stealth magic, huh. Just like a goblin cap of invisibility.

"You, don't make it so obvious when you're around Martha."

Coming from thin air, it sounded like the whisper of a vengeful ghost.

"Jamila or Yuria might get furious with you if you keep that up."

"We're still strictly platonic, you know."

"You really know noooothing about a woman's heart, do you?"

"...I'll be careful."

"Nah~ I'm rooting for you~ Ahaha!"

Leaving behind her playful voice, Sister Nina completely vanished.

"Man, did I make it that obvious?"

I needed to be careful. Martha, Jamila, Yuria... every single one of them was my precious ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠woman. I couldn't afford to lose a single one.

"Time to train hard."

The raid on the Demon King's Castle was just around the corner! Just you wait, crazy bitch of a goddess. I'll find a way to crush that Demon King bastard and enjoy my isekai harem life to the fullest!

To achieve that, I had committed a 'taboo.' The very reason I couldn't properly indulge in my isekai harem life just yet. That was...

Yes. To win, I gave up sex. No, I gave up even masturbation!

Fufufu, yes, this was it!

"It's been such a brutal ordeal...!"

Going without sex was one thing. But... but banning masturbation too?! Ever since becoming the Hero, I hadn't jerked off a single damn time! For a twenty-year-old young man whose daily routine had been at least two wanks a day, wasn't this restriction way too cruel?! I had gotten to the point where I was practically praying for wet dreams!

"At least wet dreams don't count, thank god."

Yes. With this power, I could do it. On top of that, I had all the perks the goddess had slathered on me, plus the legendary set items I'd finally gathered!

"I will... win without fail!"

Once I won, I would relish my blissful, happy harem life! Even if the Great Virgin Art broke then, my remaining strength and the power I seized would be more than enough to rule this world!

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Back then, I had no idea.

That there was no way to escape fate from the very beginning.

Not for me. Nor for my women.