Prologue

I was a normal, functioning member of society.

That's what I would say, however I had no recollection of anything besides from numerous anime, and hentai I had watched. Many would say that, losing everything but that is sad, but to be honest, it felt quite nice having a relatively clear head.

Unfortunately, a clear head doesn't help you when you're dead. I don't know how long it had been since I first died, all I knew was that I had likely been floating in this infinite space of darkness for a very long time.

The occasional question of why I was here would pop into my head, but quickly leave as if my mind was cleansed of unnecessary thoughts.

I floated for what felt like years, yet nothing happened. Perhaps this was some divine punishment for whatever sins I had done in the past.

'Man, I could really go for some titties right now,' I thought to myself. It was a stupid thought to have, yet I could not deny my want for the legendary bonghongalongas. The dark abyss I floated in pulsed, as if my thoughts had some impact on it.

"Your thoughts did have an impact on my domain, hun," I heard a woman's voice say from... Nowhere? Everywhere? I honestly didn't know at this point.

"Ah, such an odd anomoly I found, I heard the same voice say. I guess I must've been entertaining to her in some form. Her voice had a heavy, seductive tone to it that likely would've made my man down below rise, had I been in a physical body. 'Damn, if only I had a dick, I probably would've used it to pass some time.'

The voice laughed as she read my mind. I didn't know whether to laugh alongside her, or just remain sad that my penis had said bye bye.

Without any warning, the darkness I had grown accustomed to seeing disappeared entirely as my view was replaced with the sight of a large grassy green hill and blue sky.

Off in the distance, I could see a table with an umbrella and two chairs. I walked closer to the objects, watching as a figure slowly began to form.

By the time I had reached the seat, an unearthly beautiful woman was sat on a chair directly across from me down. Her hair was blonde, and curly, reaching down to the nape of her neck. White flowers decorated her hair, adding to her already large charm. Her eyes were sapphire, and seemed to have a look of intrigue.

Saying her clothing was revealing would be an understatement. She wore a traditional Greek clothing that exposed her torso. It barely covered the nipples of her extremely large breasts, rear and pelvic region.

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She looked at me with a smile, occasionally from a white, porcelain tea cup. "Come sit, and enjoy the tea. I made it myself," she said with the same voice as the woman I heard earlier.

I oggled her figure without shame as I sat down across from her.

After spending what normal people would consider an uncomfortable amount of time staring, I spoke. "Whe-"

"You're in an artificial world created by my glorious self," the woman interuppted with a smile. Normally, I feel like I would have been slightly ticked off at being interupted, but her smile made me calm down right away.

"I'm assuming you must be some type of all-powerful being then?" I asked. The woman shook her head in response.

"I am a powerful goddess, however I'm not all-powerful, not omnipotent. I just kind of exist. What's your name?"

Having no answer to the goddess's question, I replied with an "I don't know."

"Hmm, hmmm. It seems your time in the root of magic erased your memories, yet you weren't erased completely, tell me, what do you remember about yourself?"

Now, any normal person in my scenario would likely fold like a fucking omelette from the awkwardness sorrounding my scenario, however I, a being of absolute shamelessness replied instantly. "I remember having a deep love for hentai, anime titties, ass, and a lot more shit, but that's really all. I don't remember my name, family or anything else, well, I guess speech could could in stuff that I remember considering I am having no issue speaking to you."

I was expecting the Goddess to show a face of disgust, or laugh at my predicament, but instead I received a nod followed by a look of happiness as she appeared in front of me in an instant. I was enveloped in a tight hug, having my head pressed between her massive honkers, causing me to sigh in pure Bliss at the feeling of her mounds.

"I knew it. It wasn't any fluke at all," she whispered into my ears rather seductively before backing off, seperating me from the heavenly pillows on her chest. "Hugs are nice, especially when there's breasts like yours."

"You can do more than just rest your head on them, but that'll be far far down the road, when you manage to stabilize your soul a bit."

"Excuse me?" I said. Having an unstable soul sounded like a pretty serious issue to me, yet she acted as if it was just a normal thing.

"Ah, don't worry about that. In all honesty you shouldn't even exist. Once you die, your soul and essence are basically recycled. I don't know whether it's your lust that kept you from completely disappearing or some outside force, but I don't care. Your memories and personality work so well with my divinity, that I can't pass up this opportunity."

Before I could ask any questions, the goddess grabbed my hand and placed it on her right breast. The feeling of her plump, soft mound of flesh was heavenly, no pun intended. "You like sex and I exist because of sexual fantasies. We go hand in hand."

She grabbed my other hand and brought it up to her cheek and held it there. "So, I propose an agreement of sorts. You become my apostle, and eventual lover, and I will grant you every Weeb's dream of being isekai'd with a system."

"That sounds like a lot of good things for me, however, what's in it for you, mysterious Goddess?"

"Isn't obvious? I get to have sex, get married. I get an apostle that is actually unique unlike the other God's. I get to be entertained by your journey, and I get new ideas for the book I'm writing."

Honestly, when she phrased it like that, I felt stupid, but then again I was right to be skeptical of her motives. Nothing in life is ever free. "Before I say yes or no, could I know your name?"

The Goddess paused for a moment. "Did I not give you my name when we first met?" She asked. "No, I don't think you did," I replied. I watched as the woman slapped her cheeks. "Of course I'd forget about that. I got way too aroused by your stares. My name is Cynthia."

"Alright, Cynthia, I accept your proposal. Now, how do we-" I was cut off for a second time when Cynthia leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips had a sweet taste to it, yet I couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was.

She slowly separated, leaving a tingly feeling on my lips. "The contract has been formed, now, where should I send you?" She asked herself before mumbling something about XP farming.

"I GOT IT!" She shouted, making me jump. "I'm sending you to Kyonyuu Elf Oyako Saimin. Great place for a beginner like you, and you can build up tons of Spells and skills to prepare yourself for the other worlds you'll eventually travel through."

I didn't get any chance to ask her about the world she was sending me to, due to me being sucked inside a portal.

My eyesight was black for a few minutes before a screen appeared in front of me.

[Welcome, Player to the Sex System. Please insert name here: _________]

I didn't know what I should put, so I thought about it for a couple minutes before giving up.

[Creator has chosen the name for you. Welcome, Eden Sheol.]

[As a welcome gift, you have been awarded a Survival crate to start you off in the new world. Would you like to open?]

"Yes," I said, watching as a little image of a wooden crate opened up.

[Congratulations, you've won:]

[Blue jeans.]

[black baseball cap]

[black Polyester T-shirt]

[Pair of Running shoes.]

[Random Spell Crate]

[Random Skill Crate]

[All items have been stored in your inventory, would you like to proceed with creating your character?]

I could tell this was going to take a long time to go through.