Race Change

Hello~! My name was — well, it doesn’t really matter, my name is… no, wait, that doesn’t matter either… hrm. Okay. Here’s what does matter.

I died and was reincarnated into an eroge. You know, a porn game. Only one problem: I wasn’t the hero, or even a nameless character in the background. I was one of the primary capture targets.

And the entire game is set up to corrupt and transform its capture targets into ever-hotter shapes and forms! Mind control, erotic transformations, annoyingly hot heroes that I can’t help but stare at… and to top it all off, the world is designed by one of the laziest gods I’ve ever heard of. He, quite literally, couldn’t be bothered with making ‘linear time’ work. I’m not joking. It’s a mess.

As if that wasn’t enough, I knew from the start that if I didn’t defeat the final boss — the Evil God of Chastity and Purity — then the entire planet would be cursed to never have sex again!

Which would, uh. Be bad. Given that means there would be no more babies being made.

So there I was, a newly-transmigrated capture target, stuck in a school contest to settle land in a setting with a trash god in charge where I was convinced I was the only one who could save the world. Given the final boss isn’t meant to be beaten on a fresh save!

At the time, I hated it, don’t get me wrong. But now, I must admit, nothing better could have ever happened to me! Want to hear about my story? Come ooon, you know you do!

Oh, by the way — did I mention that I used to be a guy?