A/N Warning R-18 Scenes of a sexual nature below, read if you consent ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

As I saw the approaching tail get closer and closer, I found that the belief that before death your life flashes before your eyes, is true.

In front of me I saw my elder sisters running ahead of me towards two blurred figures, in my sisters eyes love could be seen, but in the figures eyes all could be seen was fear, and apprehension. As a kid I always wondered why they were like that, well even now I wonder why. I ran towards them but no matter how much I ran they never got closer, instead they seemed to be getting further and further away. All of a sudden they disappeared in a flash of smoke. Seeing this I began to break down and scream.

No! No! No! Don't leave me alone again! I don't want to be alone!

Suddenly in front of me, I was greeted by a woman. Her appearance was odd to me as her hair was a glossy white, her lips a dark shade of blue, nearing on purple, her eyes appeared as black as the void. Even in eyes that dark I could still notice the expression of happiness and love within them. I rose from the ground and embraced the woman while sobbing. In response the embrace was met with a tender cuddling and reassurance. I looked up and saw her lips begin to move, just as I was about to hear what she was trying to say the memory began to fade.

When I opened my eyes next, I was in a room with one of the previous figures and a person who appeared to be a doctor. The doctor began asking me questions. They began to ask about the woman I saw, when I told them again, the doctor shook their head and began to write some notes. Afterwards they called over the figure and began to speak in a hushed tone. Finally they gave the figure a bottle of water. Which was then passed to me, with the order to drink it. I did as told, and once again the memory began to fade.

Now in front of me was a classroom, I am being looked upon with horrified expressions of fear. Wondering why I traced their gaze and looked down and found my hands were a deep crimson red. Huh? Did I spill some red lemonade or something? Then I looked further down and saw three other students collapsed on the ground, a red pool of the liquid covering my hand oozing from their heads. Thinking nothing of it I began to lick my hands, hmm it doesn't taste like lemonade if anything it tastes metallic...why would anyone make a drink taste like metal? Whoever did good job! It tastes great! As I got absorbed in licking it up, I quickly found my hands were now wet only with my saliva. Feeling a sense of loss at no longer being able to taste that strong taste, I remembered that it came out of those other people. If it came out once it can come out again! The pool of liquid had already dried quickly as the temperature was over 30 degrees Celsius.

Lifting up one of the students head I saw a mark with some of the liquid still oozing out, seeing this I was ecstatic and began to lick the trail until the mark. After I moved onto the next and did the same. As I began to lift the third one, the figure rushed in. It quickly grabbed my head and began to make me drink the water again. Aah no good, it's fading again.

As I was jostled awake, I was greeted by my eldest sister. It seems I overslept. As the light shined through my window and shined upon her, something deep inside rumbled, I quickly pounced on her and pushed her down. Knowing we were alone as my other sister was away for a training camp and the figures left on a trip, I began to strip her down. Surprisingly she didn't scream or resist, instead she spread her arms and welcomed me in. The rumbling began to die down, but a remnant remained, I pulled down my pants and my mast was erect which why shouldn't it be? In front of me was a beautiful seductive woman welcoming me into her with open arms, I began to poke her hole which was already leaking love juice, I quickly thrust forward and was met with a gasp, looking down I saw a trickle of that liquid again...I licked my lips in satisfaction. I then began my rapid thrusts, which was met with grunts of pain, then heavy breathing and quickly gasps of pleasure.

Thrusting my dick in right down to the hilt I began to kiss her face intensely while kneading her overflowing breast between my hands. While kneading I pulled at her nipples which was met with a deep moan of pleasure, smirking to myself I lifted her up and turned her around so i could fuck her doggy style. As she put her hands against the wall, I began to move my hips. As my thighs clapped against her plump succulent ass, I remembered her joy of having her nipples abused and began smacking her ass with every thrust. That did the trick. After not even three thrusts she was already quivering in climax. Not giving her a chance to rest I resumed my thrusts while exploring her depths. My cock quickly met with a barrier. As I had already ridded her of her hymen, it could only be her cervix. I smiled a wicked smile a began to beat the door to her baby room, which caused her body to shudder even further, with every few thrusts I felt her climax over and over, ah the benefits of a womans body. Thinking it was about time to finished I began a barrage upon her womb until my dick manage to slip inside. As it did I began my own climax. After what seemed like the longest ejaculation of my life I slipped out of her vagina and rolled to the side while panting. She began to snuggle towards me, which I reacted with wrapping her within my arms. As I looked upon her smiling face, I felt the thing deep inside myself being pushed further down. After that the memory began to fade.

I was once again greeted by the figures. They were trying to make me drink the water again. I knew if I did, something would change. Until now I would only drink after something happened, but now nothing. Looking at their expression as if a heavy burden was lifted, I felt rage began to grow inside me. These were my parents!? Not a chance! No way could I be born from these lowly beings! All of a sudden something seemed to click into place.

It began with me saying I wasn't thirsty, as I said that they looked between themselves and I could trace worry from their gazes. They then began to try to coax me into drinking. I again told them I was fine and wasn't thirsty. They clearly wouldn't take no for an answer. They uncapped the bottle and tried to force some into my mouth, expecting this I quickly knocked it away. Seeing the bottles content emptying on the floor, fear began to sprout in their eyes. I stood up from my seat and began to walk towards the doors. As I turned the handle and began to step outside I saw my former-sisters standing there. Their expressions could be said to be the difference between heaven and earth. The elder of the two had an expression of intense grief while the youngers face was the image of smugness and elation. I remember her expression when I first entered this family. Her eyes seemed to contain a fury while her expression showed nothing of the sort, instead it was one of happiness and curiosity. The contrast reminded me of a quote.

“There’s nothing as significant as a human face. Nor as eloquent. We can never really know another person, except by our first glance at him. Because, in that glance, we know everything. Even though we’re not always wise enough to unravel the knowledge.”

- Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

I guess I wasn't wise enough to unravel the knowledge of her. As I shook my head in resignation I stepped past the pair and passed through the open door, and into a separate life than the one I had previously known. The sunlight cascaded down and greeted me as the memory faded.

Once again a memory faded in, this one a bit more recognizable. In front of me was a grotesque figure with pale red lumpy skin, eight mangled arms, and where it's heart should be, instead an open hole filled with hissing snakes nesting there. It bares a pair of very dark-red eyes with even darker red pupils. Instead of having legs, strips of bloody flesh hang from the edge of stumps where it's feet would normally be shown, and so it moves about by levitating. Many individual cracks in coat it's skin, which seep blood every time it even slightly moves.

Before I knew it I was charging at the monstrosity which began to chuckle towards my attack. As my axe sliced and sliced, the monster calmly received them as if it was as if a mere fly was buzzing around it. Seemingly irritated the monster casually swatted it's arm, which I tried to meet with my axe to no avail. As it shattered under the force I was sent flying due to the excess power, and crashed into a wall. With that collision, something receded towards the back of the mind, causing my strength to rise. I quickly stood up and once again dashed towards it. Thinking nothing of my strike it didn't even bother to defend, my fist landed upon what I could only assume was it's stomach. The monster staggered a few paces backwards, appearing injured. A fury lay in it's eyes as if a mere ant dared to strike it's holier than thou self.

My confidence rose with that strike and I began to send forward a flurry of fists towards the lump of flesh. No longer daring to be negligent the monster began to meet my strikes. As I was lower level I was the one being pushed back, more and more. The monster seeing myself getting pushed back began to question my conviction. Lines such as "Why do you fight when it is futile?","If you give up your life now I will make your death quick" and the one I decided to reply to "Why do you struggle in this fleeting life?". My reply was

"Life… For some it is battle, for others its dance...For rich it is party, for poor it is chance! I am a poor man, so I must do all I can!"

All I was returned with was a laugh as the monster seemed to either find my reply amusing or idiotic.

Spurred on my by my own words I roared to the sky. I swung as many strikes as I could, causing my knuckles to become bloody. It looked upon me in disdain mocking my gusto. As 5 minutes turned to 10 and 10 turned to 30, I grew frustrated and exhaustion began to kick in. Besides that one hit in the gut, I never got a clean hit off. After an hour had passed, I stood 4 meters from the monster. I began to question why? Why can I not defeat the creature? Why must I die here? Why must fate be so unjust?

As if reading my mind, it began to speak. It told of how it was a demon master and how it was part of the worlds very being, and that no matter what I did, a mere mortal could never best it.

Realization hit upon me.

So...it's the worlds fault...the world created by the gods...they condemned me to this fate...they controlled this outcome...they dominated my life...everything...nothing was my own...and I could do nothing about it...

The creature who named itself Lord Loss seemed in ecstasy as if it had just had the most succulent meal. Looking upon that, more and more rage begin to build, rage against those who caused this, rage against those who supported this, and rage against myself for never noticing.

I screamed at the heavens while a black mist began to coat my body, as thunder clouds began to form above. A lightning bolt that seemed to radiate an aura of judgement struck down towards myself. As it struck my body the mist seemed my body to withstand the literal trial by lightning.

As I stood there enduring, a screen appeared before me.

You have unlocked a hidden traitDefianceOnce trait is recognized in a normal state it will unlock, once unlocked [???] title will become unlocked.Dominance. Control. These things the unjust seek most of all. And so it is the duty of the just to defy dominance and to challenge control.

Defiance? Haha! Is that what this is!? So for defying those fuckers upstairs they decided to strike me down simply for going against their wishes! Guess that is a feature of most arrogant bastards!

While still withstanding the heavenly lightning, it showed signs of weakening, I suddenly felt a surge of power, taking this opportunity I swung my arms in a wide arc and quickly brought them together and clapped, causing the lightning to dissipate in one fell swoop. Once that was out of the way I quickly looked towards Lord Loss. While the strength was still within me I needed to be rid of this schadenfreude creep.

With a quick stride as fast as thunder I was in his face. I grabbed the nest of snakes in his chest, who in their folly tried to bite my hand, causing the majority to wither like flowers in autumn. Pulling harshly at the snakes, a sphere came out in which the snakes were connected as if roots. With the sphere gone it seems Lord Loss' only lifeline is now also gone. Smiling I begin mashing his eight arms into but a mushy mess, while to the best of my ability I began to split it's cracks upon it's body apart, turning it into a flesh puzzle, which I then scattered across the building.

I then leaned against the wall after making nothing else would show up, and let sleep come.

A/N So there is chapter 28. In regards to this chapter feedback would be greatly appreciated as this a plot point I came up on a whim as I felt since people complained previously about our MC's lack of character it'd be best to give him a backstory. If you notice any mistakes point them out as near the end(and currently) I was pretty tired. Any questions which aren't plot secrets I'll answer down below. Also big shout out to Yang_God_Of_Games_And_Power for the cover. And lastly a lot of reviews have a suggestion for a harem, so once again we shall have a poll! Harem? or One True Girl! I have a feeling Harem is gonna win though I am rooting for One True Girl!

So once again, Ciaossu!