"To live life to the fullest sounds fun—and it was," Aiden Light thought.
He had everything a young man could want: a solid life, a bright future, and a girlfriend named Radomira who made everything feel perfect.
With his sun-yellow eyes and hair, fair skin, and a casual black jacket over a white shirt and brown pants, Aiden walked happily down the street. At his side was Radomira, her black-and-purple hair swaying in the breeze, her beauty undeniable. She smiled as she clung to his arm.
"So, where are we going for our date, darling?" Radomira asked, warmth in her voice.
"The store's just down the—" Aiden began.
A gunshot cracked the air.
Chaos erupted as a firefight broke out between police and a fleeing criminal. Bullets tore through the street. Aiden reacted on instinct, grabbing Radomira's hand and running. But before they could escape—
Bang. Bang. Bang.
The shots hit. Aiden threw himself over Radomira, shielding her with his body.
Hot pain lanced through him, blood soaking his shirt. His vision blurred.
"Shit... it hurts... I feel cold..."
Then—
[Access granted. Skill: Cold Resistance acquired.]
[Skill: Heat Resistance acquired.]
[Fusion Skill: Thermal Fluctuation Resistance created.]
[Skill: Stab Resistance acquired.]
[Skill: Pain Nullification acquired.]
[Skill: Piercing Resistance acquired.]
[Fusion Skill: Physical Attack Resistance created.]
A voice echoed in his mind, mechanical yet absolute:
[Pain Nullification has restructured your body: Blood loss will not kill you.]
Through the haze, Aiden thought desperately: I wish I could see the photos of my family on my phone again…
[Request too vague. Adjusting parameters to match intent.]
[Skill: Electric Current Resistance acquired.]
[Skill: Paralysis Resistance acquired.]
[Fusion successful.]
Aiden's eyes widened as he saw Radomira collapse. His last thought before darkness swallowed him was a vow:
If I am reborn... in my next life... I will be aggressive. I will kill anyone who dares hurt my loved ones. I'm sorry, Radomira.
[Unique Skill: Predator acquired.]
[Unique Skill: Guardian acquired.]
[Unique Skill: Sage acquired.] → [Evolving…] → [Great Sage acquired.]
[Guardian has evolved into Grand Guardian.]
[Skill: Regeneration acquired.]
[Skill: Adaptation acquired.]
Another voice—different from the system—laughed in the void.
"Now this is fun. You weren't supposed to die in your thirties, and you weren't even a virgin. But let's give you this anyway—it'll be entertaining."
Then—silence.
Darkness stretched, endless, until Aiden opened his eyes again.
He was no longer lying in blood on the cold street. Instead, he stood in a vast, pure white space. Endless. Infinite. Empty.
And then a figure appeared.
A humanoid silhouette, featureless, yet smiling. Its presence was ancient, absolute. Aiden felt its gaze pierce straight into his soul.
The figure spoke. Its voice was calm, but it carried authority that could unmake worlds. "So this is new. You came to me instead of my brother… You didn't break the laws of alchemy like that other boy.".
[Insert image of Truth]
Aiden's breath caught. Recognition struck."T-Truth? As in… the Truth?"
The figure smiled wider. "Indeed. You've watched enough anime to know who I am."
"…Am I dead?" Aiden whispered.
"Yes and no," Truth replied. "Your old life is finished. But you? You're not gone. You've been given… an opportunity."
Aiden frowned. "An opportunity? Why me?"
Truth chuckled, a sound both amused and terrifying.
"Why? Because I'm bored."
Aiden blinked, trying to steady himself. "Wait… that's it? That's your whole reason?"
Truth strolled leisurely around him, hands behind its back, like a teacher circling a confused student. "Yes. Because why not? I am God. And as a God…" the figure spread its arms to the endless white void, "…I get bored. Especially here."
Aiden glanced around at the nothingness stretching forever. "This is where you hang out?"
Truth smirked. "You're in my domain now. It's not much to look at, but it's mine. I enjoy watching worlds play out—especially the ones where my brother, the Dragon of Rebirth, keeps sending 'heroes' to clean up his messes."
Aiden's brow furrowed. "Dragon of Rebirth?"
"Yes," Truth said casually, tilting its head. "You might call him the one who spins the isekai wheel. I prefer… the audience seat. And since you're here, in my domain, and you heard my Voice of the World… I thought you'd make great entertainment."
Aiden stared at the smiling figure, a mixture of disbelief and frustration tightening his jaw. "You dragged me here just because you're bored?"
Truth's smile widened. "Exactly. It's your turn on the board, Aiden Light. Let's see what you do with it."
Aiden let out a long, resigned sigh. "Let me guess—no chance I'm going to heaven, huh?"
Truth chuckled, the sound echoing in the endless void—both funny and unnervingly cryptic. "Nope."
Another sigh escaped Aiden as he muttered, "Figures. Fine then. Just tell me the world already. Please let it be Konosuba."
Truth's smile stretched wider, almost predatory. "The name of your new world is Kuroinu: Kedakaki Seijo wa Hakudaku ni Somaru."
For a moment, Aiden just blinked, processing the words. Then it hit him. His eyes shot wide, and he stumbled back like he'd been struck. "No! Not that world!" His voice cracked with pure dread.
Truth's laughter rang out, sharp and cruel. "Oh, so you've seen that hentai?"
Aiden groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "Listen—Archer's Promise tricked me, okay? That fanfic tricked me! I thought there was a good ending somewhere!"
Truth leaned forward, peering into Aiden's very thoughts, grinning ear to ear. "Aww, how adorable. You actually believed you'd find a 'good ending' in the VN."
Aiden pinched the bridge of his nose, muttering, "Listen… copium is one hell of a drug."
Truth leaned back, utterly amused. "Well, I suppose this is your chance. You can make your own good ending."
Aiden froze. Slowly, he blinked. "…Really?"
Truth's grin widened. "Really."
Aiden narrowed his eyes, trying to read between the lines. "…So, you're saying I get to fix the hentai world."
"Yes."
"I get to actually make a good ending?"
"Yes."
Aiden stared at him for a long moment, then muttered, "…I don't believe you."
Truth just chuckled, cryptic as ever. "That's the fun part."
Aiden crossed his arms, exhaling sharply. "So… when am I going to be reincarnated?"
Truth tilted his head, almost playful. "After Volt's conquest."
Aiden's jaw tightened. "…Great. So right after he builds his little sex empire."
A low chuckle rumbled from Truth. "Think of it this way—you'll get the satisfaction of making them all suffer."
Aiden's glare softened for just a second, his voice quieter. "…Yeah, but the girls… that's going to take a lot of healing."
Truth's smile lingered, but his tone dipped into something cryptic, almost mocking. "That's your role, isn't it? Predator and guardian both. The punishment of monsters… and the hope for the broken."
Truth's eyes gleamed as he leaned closer. "So tell me—do you truly think you can save anyone in this hentai world?"
Aiden's lips curled into a grin, sharp and defiant. "Think? No. I know I can. I heard the voices… those skills weren't random. That was my proof. My edge. So yeah—count on it."
For the first time, Truth's smirk softened into something almost approving. "Good. Then you won't be completely lost."
He straightened, hands clasped behind his back, as his voice echoed through the white void. "Because I should tell you… a Revelation is already stirring in that world. A rebellion. Led by someone who refuses to bow."
Aiden raised an eyebrow. "A rebellion, huh? Guess that means I won't be starting from scratch."
Truth chuckled, low and ominous. "No. But whether you lift them up… or break them further… that is your story."
Aiden turned toward Truth, hopeful. "Can I get a picture of this Rebellion Leader?"
Truth smirked and projected an image into the air.
A girl appeared—long blue hair flowing down to her waist, sharp purple eyes that gleamed with authority, her flawless features framed by a golden headband. She held a staff crowned with crystal and gold, her attire—like everyone in this strange world—strikingly revealing.
[Insert image of Emilia Solva]
Aiden blinked, stunned. "Wait… but that's—"
Truth cut him off with a knowing grin. "Yup."
Aiden stared at the image again, his voice caught between disbelief and amusement. "But she isn't canon… she's Gaiden. Fanmade."
Truth laughed, his tone echoing with certainty. "The Multiverse doesn't care who is canon or not."
Aiden narrowed his eyes at Truth. "Let me guess… there's more Kuroinu Gaiden character running around in this world, isn't there?"
Truth shot him a pair of finger guns. "Yup."
Aiden let out a long sigh, rubbing his temples. "Well… I guess that's not too bad. More allies, at least."
Truth's grin widened. "And harem girls."
Aiden gave him a flat look, but didn't argue. "…If they can be saved, then that's what matters."
Aiden looked at Truth as he spoke. "Fine. I'm ready to go."
Truth grinned, his form shimmering slightly. "Then go, Aiden. Bring your justice to the world of Kuroinu. I'll be watching with great interest."
And with that, the light enveloped Aiden once more. His soul stretched thin, bound to a new destiny, and his journey into the twisted fantasy world began in earnest.
Truth, still grinning, reached out and grasped the fading spark of Aiden's soul, tethering it to Kuroinu's corrupted stage. A low chuckle escaped him as he leaned back, already imagining the chaos to come. But before he could savor his work, the air shifted.
A pressure unlike any other filled the domain. A vast silhouette emerged, scales shimmering with cosmic radiance. The Dragon of Rebirth — the Cosmic Dragon — descended with silent authority.
Truth smirked, unfazed. "Let me guess. His girlfriend got reborn too, right?"
The Dragon's eyes glowed faintly, unblinking.
Truth's grin widened. "Don't tell me… it's her. Radomira. Figures." His laugh echoed across the void.
Finally, the Dragon spoke, its voice ancient, resonating through every thread of existence. "She has been reborn, as you suspected. Her fate binds to his once again. But it is not for you to interfere."
Truth waved him off, lounging in his seat. "Relax, brother. I don't have to meddle. The pieces are already moving. I just set the stage."
The Cosmic Dragon's gaze softened, though concern lingered in its glow. "The balance of that world is fragile. Push too far, and it may collapse."
Truth tilted his head, smirking. "Balance, rebirth, redemption — isn't that your whole sermon? I'm giving them a shot, that's all. What they do with it? That's their story."
The Dragon studied him for a moment longer before fading, scales dissolving into starlight.
Truth leaned back again, hands folded behind his head, grinning to himself. "This is going to be interesting…"
He chuckled, the glint in his eyes brightening. "That kid's definitely getting a harem. No way around it." His smirk deepened. "It's that kind of world. He'll fight, he'll struggle, but those women? They'll flock to him. And with his ideals, with his stubbornness… oh, he's going to be busy. Very busy."
Truth laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "Good luck, kid. You'll need it."
The Dragon of Rebirth's eyes narrowed, his cosmic aura sending ripples through the white void. "So… you're stripping Volt of his plot armor and handing it to Emilia?"
Truth leaned back, smirk broadening into a grin. "Why not? I never liked the guy in the first place." He twirled a finger lazily, and spectral images of Volt's so-called triumphs shimmered into view — women in chains, kingdoms burning, his smug grin plastered across them all. Truth sneered. "Overpowered, overindulged, and worst of all… predictable. He's nothing but a walking cliché."
The Dragon's lips curved into the faintest of smirks. "Actually… that's amusing. And fitting. He deserves the humiliation."
Truth's laughter echoed across the void, sharp and mischievous. "Now you're getting it! Let's see how the big bad conqueror fares when the script doesn't bend over backwards for him." He tapped his temple. "It'll be chaos, brother. And chaos… makes the best entertainment."
The Dragon's smirk faded into a thoughtful expression, though a glint of humor still lingered in his ancient eyes. "Just remember — chaos also makes corpses. If you've shifted the weight of fate onto Emilia… she may carry more than she can bear."
Truth waved him off with mock sincerity. "Please. That girl? She'll manage. Besides…" His grin turned feral. "…she won't be alone anymore."
To be continued
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