The swish of the blade made his head separate from his body. The last sound he heard before his face hit the ground. His blood covered his face, his eyes glared at the endless dimension and his body dropped like a log after the blade splashed his blood to remove it.

The young Don realized his life had already done. He had never thought that his life had easily erased from the history of this outcome. With nothing to do, he closed his eyes and accepted his death by the hands of the monster who shouldn't exist in their world. ​​

He thought he would live in peace and lay down on his bed to sleep.

But his ambition had already vanished from his hand.

All his potential and upcoming enemies must be happy and celebrated his death.

Something like this was unacceptable, and he should be killed by the hands of female protagonists' reversed harem members like Arata Kingsman.

This event shouldn't be his end.

But nothing would change since he's already dead.

After his resolve to live had gradually perished, an unfamiliar smell sniffed by his nose that made him open his eyes in shock.

"Oh, you're here now," a nostalgic voice made his eyes open. His eyes wandered and rolled around as he found himself in a strange place. Her voice called his name and his face flustered upon seeing her, but he ignored her to focus his attention on his body first.

"Am I dead? But it feels so real," he muttered, scanning his body from head to toe. He checked his pulse to be so sure. "I'm breathing."

The beautiful girl approached Hermes. Her whole body covered with a white cloth that appeared so erotic had caught his attention. He took a cough when she noticed his gaze at her chest which was so daring to spot at first. Both her hair and sharp eyes were purple and her aura showed a dazzling sight that could make a single man fall in love at her.

Coincidentally, the young Don realized some familiarization about her. He recalled the beautiful girl that he saw from that time. It was the time when he was engulfed by a dark shadow, and he got transferred to a large garden where he saw the two couples flirting with each other.

"So, it was another illusion. I'm daydreaming again," he sighed. The girl stopped moving and she titled her head in confusion, "What do you mean? I'm real though." Hermes flinched, "Oh, great. This daydream is good, huh. Is this kind of dream where you'll meet the girl of your dreams? Damn, she's hot and pretty, however, she's a 2D girl where you can only find in the store though. Well, I can't deny she meets some of my requirements, though. Maybe, this is what every single man like me could see before we go to the afterlife. Darn it, I shouldn't befall in this scene."

The girl covered her mouth before she laughed. Her way of laugh was like a noble girl who looked so flattered. She put her hand on her cheeks, "Oh, my. Do you really think I'm just an imaginary girl for you? I'm flattered after you mentioned I met one of your requirements to be your type."

Hermes flinched upon her response, "Now, she's talking to me. Wait,― wait for a second, you're real? I thought you're not!" The girl placed her hands behind her waist, bent her upper body on the right side while she kept looking at his sharp scarlet eyes. She simpered with a nod, "Yes, I'm real. I'm not your imaginary dreamed girl and a typical character of your imaginations, apparently."

"What?" Hermes, surprised, took a short step away from her.

With that kind of reaction he showed, the girl giggled. She said, "So, looking at your reaction, I can tell you're not totally good at interacting with a real woman."

Hermes clicked his tongue and he replied, "I am not, woman. I'm just being cautious. You know I met a girl last time but it didn't go well. Who knows what would you do to me, you might kill me just like her. By the way, who the hell are you? And, where am I?" The girl bewildered when he said it, she sighed while walking closer to him, and her smiling face made him petrified. Hermes could smell her odor that made him cover his nose to prevent sniffing it further. It smelt like a cherry blossom that one of the perfumes he loved to sniff during his time in the original world. However, she hitched his hands that made him feel uncomfortable. She replied, "Before I answer your first question, let me congratulate you on accomplishing the mission. I'm so happy that you manage to pull it off despite your dense approach."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" asked Hermes. She embraced him without asking. She muttered, "Finally, you're already doing it like what you did."

The young Don tried to push her away, however, he couldn't even move his body at all. His face flustered when her chest touched his body. He could see her cleavage in that distance, however, he closed his eyes to prevent his junior to rise up.

"Woman, who the hell are you really? Please, get off from me," asked Hermes as he kept resisting her beauty. The girl looked at his eyes and she grabbed his face, "Look at you, oh, my, fufu~. You're blushing. Does my beauty make you horny?" Hermes clenched his teeth, "Don't even think about it, woman. I'm not that type of stupid man who can be easily jerk off easily. I'm not a man who just going to let myself seduce by your methods. Stop this nonsense already. Just answer the fucking question."

The girl turned mad at him and she released him. She folded her arms with puffed cheeks, "How rude. Every male will easily fall in love with my beauty and they will be going to do some nasty stuff. I already prepared this moment just to be able to ―"

"― Enough! Just where the hell am I?" Hermes grabbed her shoulders and the girl simpered, "Oh, my. You're bravely enough to demand me that. A'ight, I'll tell you where you are right now. This is the dimensional universe where only Almighty God and his angels can be used to meet a single soul. In Islam, they call it the hell, an enlightenment world for worst people called by Buddhism, the purgatory known by the majority of the Catholic and other Christian society but only the Jewish beliefs precisely knew this world ― this place is known as Gehenna. It is the name of the hellish realm for Gods."

"Gehenna? What the fuck are you talking about? This place where the trees grow and the sky is colored blue are known as the gates of hell?" asked Hermes abruptly. With his harsh questions, her face puffed once again with a closed fist, "I told you already. This is Gehenna. It is not hell but a dimensional universe. Hmpf, you're really getting in my nerves. Be grateful, I'm a benevolent existence."

"Huh?" Hermes shook her once. "You're the one who is getting me pissed off. Gehenna or whatever you call this one is supposed to be a fantasy world. Aah! Whatever," he pushed her away. She got mad, "How rude. That's now how you treat a lady, sir."

Hermes pointed his index, "Shut it, woman. If this is Gehenna, then I'm already dead?" The girl heaved an exhausting sigh. "You're really just like before."

'Before, did I meet this woman somewhere?' His thoughts.

In one flick of her finger, a bench appeared behind them out of nowhere. She sat down on the bench and she offered him the vacant seat. She asked, "Please have a seat, sir." Hermes abruptly responded, "Why should I?" The vein on her forehead appeared and she forcibly commanded with a terrifying smile, "Sit down."

The young Don's body got dragged down in the vacant seat. She hitched her hands on his left arm. Her smooth chest made him flustered once again.

The girl started to talk, "Starting today, you're not allowed to say rude things against me. You will obediently follow my request whether you hate it or not."

'This woman―' His thoughts. His face showed his hostility at the girl.

"C'mon, just enjoy this moment. For now, of course." Her smiling face made the young Don felt disgusted. But he gave in already since he couldn't move at all. "I can finally embrace you once again," she muttered aside.

"Did you just say something, woman?" asked Hermes. She simpered, "Nothing."

"A'ight, just be serious already. Can you explain to me this, lady? If this is not hell, not a purgatory and some kind of place to live, then why am I here?" Hermes turned his face at her. She flustered when his handsome and cute appearance dazzled. "Oh, my. You're really looked so cool, face to face."

"Enough, already. Please, just answer the fucking question." Hermes heaved a sigh.

The girl placed her index finger on his lips, and she happily rested her face on his shoulder, "To tell you the truth, you're already dead."

Hermes, surprised, became saddened, "So, I'm dead, huh."

"What's the long face? To tell you the truth, you'll be resurrected in no time anyways. You've been granted the powerful item which was a gift of my father, oh, our father, and a powerful mystical power that could rival the angels, demons and even the other gods. The reason you are not yet coming back to that place is that I intervened in your resurrection. My only aim is to meet you in person. No need to worry about it, you're going to become alive once again." said the girl as she placed her hand on his left arm.

Hermes flinched and he turned his face at her, "What do you mean?" With just two seconds, Hermes found himself surprised by her looks. Their lips collided with each other and his feet started to disappear in a form of bubbles out of a blue.

Angels, demons and other kinds of stuff ― the annoying things he couldn't understand even he wanted to uncover. Those statements were not part of the gaming system which really gave him a headache. Moreover, the appearance of this girl and her confession made him believe that this world had to turn into a different level he couldn't imagine.

For the last three days, he placed himself in his office and he researched all the potential updates related to the game. Everything was normal at first however, there was a book that really bothered him the most. It was the book related to the species coexist with humans. They were the dwarfs, goblins, elves, and demons who were disappeared one thousand years ago. They were not part of the game structure however, they were all introduced in the history of this world.

It stated that these creatures had been wiped out from the history of mankind because of their power, strength, unrivaled knowledge and how they badly treated the humans as a mere pawn.

The smooth and sweet taste of her lips made him feel nostalgic. That moment was his first. It was his first time to get a kiss from a beautiful woman other than his body pillow.

His lower body started to dissolve into bubbles and the girl whispered something from his ears before his head vanished, "I'm sad. We have no time to be alone together. I'm really pissed off. Please, use your slime pet to destroy them all however you want, 'kay. I do know that you realize he exists. Use him properly. We'll meet once again when you finally defeat that Ogre. I'll wait for your return. That time, I will tell you who am I."

Hermes, who didn't understand what's happening, proclaimed, "I will."

"Return to our world, and rise again. My dear Emp-" and he disappeared completely from that dimension before he could hear her last word.

At that time, Seraph approached the lady in the black cloak. He congratulated her for finishing the job properly.

"It's done," she muttered with a saddened face.

"As the reports said before, you were the most outstanding assassin above all. There's no need for the other assassins to come here. Impressive," he clapped, glaring.

"There's nothing to celebrate about this matter," she picked up her knife from the corpse. "Your monster finished the job properly. I didn't do anything at all."

"No matter, I'll tell the higher-ups that you killed him without my help. Think of this as my free service for you, milady," he interjected. He offered his hand to assist her but she rejected it, "Don't bother. Just report them that you did it. I won't accept that kind of lame joke of yours."

"Oh, my. How stubborn woman. No matter. Umm, it keeps bothering me, but somehow, I feel like you were holding back against this man," said Seraph, who was looking at the corpse.

"I wasn't. To think, forbidden magic has activated accordingly. I'm surprised." she pointed her weapon at the Ogre. "Where did you get this beast? This is the first time I've seen this type of monster."

"The forbidden art won't work without the special drug injected at the corpse of the man they killed earlier," he said. "To tell you the truth, only a capable and stupid man would inject that drug to defeat his foes. But at least, we earn a lot of money by selling this product. Only those who are hunger for power, greed for money and lust for strength would buy this stuff."

"So, our organization is selling drugs now? How pathetic. If you are revealing this to me, who exactly is this man?" she asked. With her question, he answered, "It was Renzo of the Handdog gang. A valuable customer who is bound to kill for fortune and lust for a healthy lifestyle by killing other people. I have never thought he would put himself in this kind of a mess."

"How unfortunate, indeed." she felt pity at the person. "Can he talk?" Her question made him shook his head indicating it didn't talk like humans.

"Lady Z, I shall leave this place. This place is blocking the signal of my telepathic magic. So, I need to leave right now. I'll report our success to the grand lord immediately." he lowered his head and he disappeared.

"Seraph, " she turned her gaze at the location he disappeared, "a mysterious person who is working as a spy of other faction. He's looked mysterious. He is still wearing a mask of death like the others," she muttered.

Her eyes caught at the corpse and her face turned dark.

"Oh, Hermes Archnemesis, you shouldn't die in the first place. You stole something important from me that I wanted some answers. That night, you're always in my dream, so I ran away to my hideout to plan my revenge. I can't stop thinking about you all the time. Now, my mission has been fulfilled but you fell in the hands of this beast. Ooh, you smell so nice. Your blood so redly that I want to pour my glass with it. And, drink it until its empty. Oooh, your hair looks so nice. It can be used as a stuffing bread for my breakfast. No, I mean, I can eat it in its raw standard. Oh, my. What am I even thinking? Why am I crying for his corpse? Why? Some people wanted you dead and I'm one of them but why my heart so lonely and empty? You, you, why can't I stop thinkin' about you already? You have been condemned and put into trial. I executed the orders of my master to end your family's history. W-W-Why my mind wanted to eat your meat? That I want to hang your head as my trophy in our living room. Am I crazy? What's this feeling? No, I'm not crazy. I'm fine. Huh?" Her eyes opened wide when the head of the young Don started to reunite with its former body.

"What the hell is going on?" her surprised face made the ogre moved in front of her. Something fell down from her back and she disappeared from the dimension after it touched her skin.

Her mind started to look dizzy after she realized something unnatural. She got transferred to an unknown place. She, surprised, removed the thin material from her back.

"An n-n-newspaper?" her face puzzled upon seeing it.

The content stated in the headlines, [Bitch, stay away from my man. If you're not that important, you're already dead. But still, I punish you for this. Be grateful, I'm benevolent.]

"What?" she asked, worrying. Her last word before she fainted on the ground.

Going back to the dimensional room, the Ogre realized something odd, it tried to stop his resurrection by slicing his body, but it was too late. The edge of its sword got stopped by one finger.

"You, son of a bitch," Hermes said, cracking his neck from left to right, "Don't you know that it is bad to intervene my resurrection. You got some nerves to kill me in the first place."

The ogre roared and it tried to slice him again. The young Don bent his body backward to dodge it, and he stepped away in a distance.

"Oh, ho. You're angry. This filthy huge beast is like a baby who is ready to kill his daddy, lol. Oi, slime. Tell me something that can be useful in this situation. Give me full details of how I should properly use your powers immediately." Hermes commanded. "C'mon, say something!"

His mask turned into an eyeglass. It was sharp and his face looked like a sharp teacher of Mathematics.

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"Oh, it answers. Great." he murmured.

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'Seriously, this is getting out of hand. Is this part of his system? Like that girl, this item is talking nonsensical monologue.' His thoughts.

Souls? Hermes had no idea why he needed some souls. But he ignored it and read the messages.

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"A tutorial, huh. Okay, yes," he answered. He dodged the sword and took a step away. His feet continued to move before the monster lifted up its sword.

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"Time skipped? Wait, I just said yes. Also, why it is u-unavailable? Why did you even ask me for that if it is invalid, you useless piece of shit? I'm a newbie in this world, though. Have some sense already. That's against the rules of the gaming system. Ah, shit. Here he comes," he dodged the upcoming attack once again. He ducked his body and he jumped down when it started to give him a hard smash. He ran away for two hundred meters before the monster followed him.

"Anything useful against this bastard?" he asked, angrily.

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"Inventory, open," he commanded.

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His vein showed up, "Then, why did you even advised me to check my inventory if you know I have none! You're a piece of shit, alright. What kind of command to customize my weapon, slime?"

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"Loadout? What the heck is this, Call of Duty? This is not really part of the original game. Now, open the loadout."

The Ogre roared so loud that made him covered his ears.

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"I just commanded it, Yes. Just activate the fuckin' loadout already," he commanded.

He kept running away until the slime answered.

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'Why this bastard keep asking me about it?' His thoughts.

"Create a weapon. Weapon customization activates. Whatever shit you have just done it. Just do it!" he cried, angrily.

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"A powerful weapon that can take down this monster," he replied, angrily.

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"Elaborate, my ass. Ah, shit," he ducked before the Ogre cut his head. Only a portion of his hair was cut off. He luckily survived its next attack from his right. He dashed and kept running away. "Alright, how about a submachine gun? A Tommy gun! I want a Tommy gun!"

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"A pistol. Desert Eagle!" he said.

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When the monster lifted up its sword and jumped to his position, the young Don raised his hand.

"Hey, monster. Get ready to be whacked, son of a bitch," He proclaimed. On his hand, a pistol appeared and without waiting for the monster to get near, he fired it.

Seven bullets hit the chest of the monster. The power of the bullets made the ogre been tossed away for seven hundred meters.

Hermes blew the smoke of his gun with a satisfying gaze. He smiled with his teeth after the satisfying result of his opponent.