Kael's soul hovered over his still-twitching body like a freshly divorced ghost "Wait… wait wait wait, what the hell just happened?! I just wanted to ogle some titties, not die in the intro scene of an adult video!"
Silence ensued for an unknown amount of time as his soul disappeared from the world.
Then, a faint chime echoed in the void.
[Ding!]
[Fatal Impact Detected. Host Termination Confirmed.]
Kael's consciousness floated in a dark, empty space, his thoughts a jumbled mess. "Wait… I'm dead? Over a pair of—okay, yeah, they were worth it, but still! This is not how I pictured going out!"
[Scanning Host for System Compatibility…]
[Degenerate Tendencies: 100% seamless compatibility]
[Perseverance in Pursuit of age-old Culture: Exceptional]
[Congratulations! Host Kael Rennhart has been selected for the legendary PORN EMPIRE SYSTEM!]
Kael's non-existent jaw dropped. "Porn… Empire… System? Is this a prank? Did I get isekai'd by a horny AI?"
[Initializing Host Rebirth Protocol…]
A jolt of energy surged through him, like chugging a dozen energy drinks laced with lightning. His vision snapped back, but he wasn't on the street anymore.
He was sprawled on a cold, stone carved bed, surrounded by suspicious stains carved into the cracked walls of a room. The air felt different here, filled with a strange energy that made his skin tingle.
Kael sat up, blinking. "I'm… alive?" He glanced down and froze.
He was buck naked, but that wasn't the shocking part. His body was different—leaner, but more defined, like someone had photoshopped him into a fitness magazine. And his… manhood? Let's just say it had received a significant upgrade from his past life's below-average tool.
"Whoa," he whispered, staring at his new and improved anatomy. "Did I just get a glow-up from the afterlife?"
A translucent blue screen flickered into existence in front of him, floating like a hologram only he could see. Words scrolled across it in bold, glowing text.
[Welcome, Kael Rennhart, to the Porn Empire System!]
[From data monkey to a bedroom beast. From salaryman to a stallion of smut.]
[System Interface]
[Name: Kael Rennhart
Race: Half Human & Lust Demon
Title: Embodiment of Lust
Power: Level 1 Mortal Rank
Age: 19
Status: Average performer in the Pleasure Wand Whorehouse
Objective: Survive in this mana-infused fantasy world and rise to become the king of adult entertainment. Establish your empire, conquer every obstacle, and claim your destiny. Bang Your Way to the Top]
[Rewards: Fame. Fortune. Freaky Fanatics.]
Kael's mouth twitched into a grin. He pushed his glasses up—somehow, they'd survived the truck incident—and leaned back on his hands.
The stone bed was cold against his bare skin, but he didn't care. His mind was racing with a thousand thoughts.
"So, let me get this straight," he said to the empty room. "I got flattened by a truck called Nipple Creamery, resurrected in a fantasy world, and now I'm supposed to build a porn empire with a magical system? This… this is the best day of my life!"
The screen blinked, as if approving his enthusiasm.
[Memory Assimilation begins in three seconds. Brace for impact..]
"Huh, what imp—"
A sharp pain struck Kael's head before he could complete his sentence.
"WHY DOES IT HURT SO MUCH?!" he howled, foam forming at the corners of his mouth. His vision blurred, his muscles spasmed, and for a moment, he was sure he was going to pass out.
Then, as quickly as it started, the pain stopped.
Kael lay there, panting, sweat dripping down his face. His head hurt like hell, but the pain gradually subsided.
The screen chimed again.
[Memory Assimilation Completed]
"So, that's how it is..." Kael muttered.
He had reincarnated into the body of a lowly whorehouse performer that shared similar names with him.
Kael Rennhart was an orphan since he could remember. He grew up in the streets of the Kingdom of Eldoria, battling hardships, starvation, and learning the evil ways of the world at an early age until he offered himself to the Pleasure Wand Whorehouse.
The Kingdom of Eldoria was a mid-tier human kingdom in the world of Virelia, governed by uptight nobles, strict religious dogma, and a Church of Sacredflame that views pleasure as a sin.
The lower classes, however? Were totally not on board. Underground brothels and secret pleasure cults are thriving in the shadows.
The Church of Sacred Flame preaches chastity and control until marriage. They hold a significant sway over noble courts and openly despise lustful corruption, ordering their Flame Knights to hunt down sinners and put their heads on stakes.
Though certain noble houses secretly consume or fund the "sinful arts" while publicly denouncing them.
"Hypocrisy? Nah, delicious."
Kael stood, his legs wobbly but his confidence soaring. He didn't know what this world had in store, or how he was supposed to build an empire from scratch.
But one thing was certain: he'd been given a second chance, a killer system, and a body built for stardom.
He cracked his knuckles and grinned at the glowing screen. "Truck-Kun, you beautiful bastard. Let's make some magic."
He took a deep breath, adjusted his glasses, dressed up, and stepped through the door, ready to conquer this strange, sexy new world.