"You're out the party."
"Alright. See you around." He turned to leave, but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't you understand your position?! You've been kicked out of the Empire Nominated Leon-sama's party! My party!" A blonde man of twenty years shouted. He was the typical pretty-boy who relished in attention, especially from the fairer sex.
In this fantasy world of magic and nonhuman beings, he's the stereotypical jock. He's Leon Breton the party leader of Golden Dawn. He possesses the legendary skill
Master Swordsman
and was able to draw the Church of Eris' Sacred Sword from it's sheath, so he grew a massive ego.
"Are you ignoring me?!" Leon shouted.
"You're being very rude to Leon-sama! You're only here because you were born in the same village as us. You're only capable of carrying our baggage!" The next person to shout was the incredible fit purplette Sheila. She's the Chi Monk, able to strengthen her body to fight with her bare hands and feet. She also possesses the skill
Blessed Fists
.
"Leon-sama is making the right choice." Then Ana speaks, the Tank of the party. She was the physically strongest and had bulging muscles that somehow didn't detract from her feminine beauty and curves. She was a darker blonde than Leon, and she possessed the skill
Defense of a Giant
.
"We don't really need this useless guy after all." A loli redhead imperiously stated. She was Maeve and she possessed the skill
Arch Wizard
, and was heavily praised by the Church of Eris, one of the top two religions in the human countries.
"She's right! What do you think now, Takeshi? It's too late for you to cry and beg to stay-HEY! DON'T JUST PACK YOUR THINGS! LISTEN TO WHAT I'M SAYING!"
He felt it was a shame, but he wasn't really surprised. They were all childhood friends from the the village of Pinewind. They've all known each other practically their entire lives. It was that reason he knew way ahead of time that he'd be kicked out.
It's because Leon is fucking all of them.
Though he was curious; what would their reasoning be for kicking him? "Can I ask why I'm being kicked? I'm a bit curious."
"Isn't it obvious? It's because you don't have a divine level skill! When we face the Demon King, we'll need only the strongest to fight with us." Leon barked.
"Yeah! Not to mention your only a Red Mage, a lousy support class. We shouldn't be focusing on protecting you when we'll be fighting hordes of demonic beings." Maeve derided.
"I see." He says as he secured his pack, then turned to leave. "Oh, before I forget. Leon, the medicine for the strange itching you've been experiencing is starting to run low, so I put it in a blue jar for you."
"Huh? Strange itching?"
"Hey, you don't think...?"
"W-wait, it's not... Damn you, Takeshi, I won't forgive you! Wait, HE'S GONE!"
With a small amused smile, he cancelled his invisibility spell.
Truthfully, he didn't feel anything about being kicked out. Even in his previous life, he was a nonchalant person, despite his ability for great violence.
He died of his injuries after giving a gang a beating so severe it caused irreversible damage to them all. They made the mistake of harassing his best friend's family. Those people were kind enough to practically raise him while his own parents focused on their careers.
Looking at his reflection in the pond, he couldn't help but to tug at his cheek. His hair was vibrant red and was braided down to pass his rear and amethyst eyes. He seemed to have retained his melanin from his mother's side of the family, but his features were sharper than before. He was half black, and half japanese. He had to acknowledge he looked inordinately beautiful in this world.
He awoke in an orphanage in the body of a child. He was completely enthralled by the world he appeared in. He liked to visit an old woman who had an extensive library of books that was filled with different spells, and some historical knowledge.
He found spellcrafting incredibly easy, but apparently it was thought to be impossible. Honestly, his knowledge on basic chemistry was enough to ensure that he'd be the greatest Mage in the new world he found himself in.
The world he was in was called Asina. There was five continents, dozens of countries, and a couple island nations. Two continents were dominated by mostly humans, with three different empires. One continent was dominated by elves, both High Elves and Drow (calling them dark elves is considered rude). One continent was dominated by mostly demihumans, or beastkin. The last continent was the largest, and was dominated by demons, and demonic creatures.
He was currently in the country of Verna walking towards the capital city of Nimia. The city was the biggest in the country, and was home of the Emperor and Empress of the Bromidus Empire.
Culturally speaking, this world was very odd. While the most popular churches and religions involved deities he was unfamiliar with, there were legendary weapons that were named after deities from Earth. The different countries mixed with cultures from Earth. The main language spoken was English, but most people oddly used japanese honorifics. There were black people, him partially included, and there were those with obvious asian features and clothing.
It was strange, but he didn't mind it. It sated the weeb in him.
Approaching the city gates, he took a moment to admire the two gigantic lion statues that stood by the entrance. He stood in the short line by the entrance and waited for his turn.
"Welcome back, Takeshi-san." One guard greeted as he reclaimed his Adventurer ID.
"Thanks, Ariake." He responded.
He entered the city and made a beeline to the Appraisal Office where you can exchange crystals, rare weapons, and jewelry for mora, the world currency.
In his last life, he liked to horde loot and points whenever he could get it in videogames. That habit came with him in this new life. Every shiny object, and every weapon he saw, he made sure to collect and stuff it into his inventory. Usually, inventory satchels had a set amount of slots, but he rearranged the runes to expand the slots. That was how he was able to have an infinite inventory.
He walked into the Appraisal Office with only a couple hundred mora to his name and walked out a multimillionaire. He was excited because his inventory was now empty, and he couldn't wait to refill it.
This world was a strange mix of fantasy and futuristic due to how magic is blended with technology. All he needed was a blood locked ring that determined just how much money he had in the bank. Physical currency still exists in the form of gold coins, but banks were a much safer and preferred alternative. The invention was made only a couple decades prior, so there are still many tombs and dungeons filled with treasure that can be given to the bank to fill your coffers.
Seeing as how the sun was setting, he decided to eat dinner, then officially remove himself from the party tomorrow. He felt like treating himself, seeing as how he just became one of the richest men in the country, so he went to the most popular restaurant in the city, the Blue Lily.
He was directed to a table and took in the ambiance. The waitresses were all pretty, but it just reminded him of a weird quirk of this world; large breast are seen as just a bunch of useless fat, so pretty women with big tits are less popular than flat women. Another odd quirk of this world was that all the women's bodies were proportionate. There wasn't anyone with a heavier top than bottom, or vice versa. If you had a small chest, your rear would match.
He was an ass man, but he did prefer bigger tits over smaller ones. The slender, and some downright flat waitresses made him just a tad uncomfortable. He felt like it was children flirting with him for a bigger tip. He ate his meal in a quicker pace, and left, not wanting to stay too long.
He did enjoy the meal, but he doubted he'd return.
Making his way to the Red Light District, he idly looked around as the lively debauched area began to pick up in activity. It was night time, the time when all the sinning began.
He looked at the largest most expensive brothel, then turned and walked further down to the cheaper ones. Finding an adequate one, he entered to find a bare room with a desk, and an ornate double door leading to the back. Behind the desk is a grey-haired gentleman with a mustache and a monocle wearing a black vest and tie.
"Welcome to the Red Rose. Here is our catalogue, so please take as long as you need to choose." He greeted in a British accent, which Takeshi found weird, but he didn't look to deep into it.
He flipped the pages idly, taking his time to read each profile until he fell onto a gorgeous woman with dark blue hair and lavender pupil-less eyes. "I'll take her."
He paid and was directed to an empty room with a big bed. He stripped completely, briefly looking at his muscled body with a curious frown. He never truly looked at himself before, so his six pack was quite the sight. Hearing the door open, his breath almost hitched at the sight.
"Excuse me. I'm Hinata, and I'll be servicing you, today." The curvier version of Hinata Hyuuga greeted him in a small kimono. "Please wait a moment."
He quirked a brow as she took out a small vial and poured the liquid onto her hand. He realized it was lube when she began fingering herself. She crawled onto the bed, her kimono open as wide as her legs. "Please use my body to make yourself comfortable sir."
'No foreplay?' He thought fleetingly as he he took his underwear off. Her surprised gasp made his lips quirk upward. He crawled above her, and slowly eased his way into her.
He hefted one of her massive mammaries and began teasing the nipple with his tongue. He directed her to hold them together, and he began to alternately suck on each nipple while grinding deep within her.
When he felt she got used to his size, he pushed her legs back and began slowly fucking her harder. He nestled his face between her breasts, and just enjoyed himself. The vibrations from her moans turned her breasts into pseudo massage pillows. The way she kept clamping on his dick finally crumbled his restraint as he came deep inside her.
He pulled out, and turned her onto his stomach. She made a curious sound at this before a startled moan escaped as he plunged his still hard shaft into her. The sounds of her moaning added to his enjoyment, because it was like she couldn't help herself, and it was the first time she experienced such pleasure.
He came again, deep inside her as he nibbled on her earlobe.
"M-my Lord. How are you still aroused?" Hinata stuttered out.
