My name is Alex. I have always been an average Joe in the entire 29 years of my life. I work in a dead-end job, and my life is dull and boring, devoid of any fun or joy.
It's sad to admit this, but up until my death from accidentally slipping down of an escalator, I've never been with any girls at all.
It was the only regret that flashed across my mind as I bled to death on the ground from multiple injuries.
"β Haha... JβJust a day more, and it'll be my birthday, I can finally become a wizard then... If only..."
*Ding
[Detecting strong magic affinity.]
[Binding host to The Eros God System! The fate of humanity now lies in your balls!]
"What's this? A hallucination? I'm hearing strange noises..."
[Initializing transmigration to Fiore.]
As soon as the unknown voice faded, Alex's vision ceased to function. All he could see was total darkness. All sounds, including his own voice were being blocked out as well.
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"Get up, you swine! Break time is over!"
Alex was rudely woken up from what felt like a deep sleep. He struggled to open his eyes, and when he did, he was met with an unbelievable scene; a scene that seems to be straight out of a hellish nightmare.
Men of various ages, all severely malnutrition, were chained with an iron ball at their ankles. Many were holding pickaxes and shovels, digging at the surrounding rocks and ground while women wearing skimpy outfits with tiny black wings attached onto their backs lashed out at the men, occasionally whipping the men's already feeble bodies with the long thorny whips in their hands.
"Where am I? Didn't I die? Is this hell?"
[You've transmigrated into a young man's body in a parallel world called Fiore. In this world, the Gods had either all died or were captured by the demons.] A mechanical voice sounded.
"Whoa, who is speaking to me?" Alex looked to his surrounding frantically, surprised by the sudden voice.
[I'm the Eros God System, created by God Eros during the War of Genesis waged between the Demons and Gods. Though, before I could be put to use, the Gods had been no more but relics of the past, and humanity enslaved.]
"What does that have to do with me?" Alex asked begrudgingly. A life of being a slave sounded horrible to him, and it was the system that brought him here. He'd rather be dead than be a slave.