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A Pervert's Dream (DISCONTINUED Until REWRITE)

Brian is a simple guy. When he dies and gets reincarnated...he suddenly finds himself with options. He could do... anything and be anyone. Pursue greatness rather than being contented with what society offered him. So he latches on to what was his most unattainable desire from before. To bang the Black Widow. Make her shout his name in euphoria and a plethora of other Perverted things. But to get there he needs to be strong enough. Let's start the Grind.

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A Harem Protagonist?

So here it is. Some will call the new development crap.

Others will like it. What I can assure you all however, is that crazy OP shit is on its way.

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(Brian's P.O.V)

I walked inside the bar and looked around. The place wasn't that crowded but I could see a substantial number of patrons for this time of the day. I looked at the clock on the wall and confirmed it. It was 11 in the morning for crying out loud. 

At the counter, the bar tender lazily wiped a glass while looking lost in thought. I smiled when I saw the guy. Walking over, I thought about the first thing I should say but instead settled for being a normal guy and just ordering a drink.

"Hey there, can I get a glass of Heisler?"

He looked up at me and frowned.

"You're a little too young to be drinking."

I shrugged.

"So? You're the bartender… your house your rules Nick."

He placed the glass down in confusion.

"How do you know me?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Come on, this is like the greatest bar in the world…the question is, why don't more people know of you?"

I cheekily said.

The look of confusion was replaced by a proud one.

"You know what? You're alright Kid. One glass of Heisler coming up and it's on the house!"

That's what I'm talking about! The beer was placed Infront of me and I took a sip. It was good, for a fictional beer. I chatted with Nick for a little while, just enjoying a break from the craziness that was my life.

A thought made its way into my mind when Nick went to serve a customer. The Pure Wish Energy Bead appeared in my palm as I studied it. My body was now strong enough to use it. I mentally connected with the bead just as Nick came over, another glass in his hands that he was wiping. 

"Hey, Nick. I have a question. If you were given the chance to make one wish, what would it be?"

"One wish? Why can't it be two?"

He asked me and I stared at him amused.

"Come on Nick, 2? Why not 3? 2 is just so…it's like you're not even trying to be greedy."

He shrugged.

"I don't like 3. It's shape is kinda creepy. Like an inverted pitchfork."

I sighed.

"Anyway back to the wish, and remember, you only get one."

" Oh that's easy. I would wish for world hunger to end."

I shook my head. 

"Loathe as I am to say it, that sort of wish would have more downsides than upsides. The wish I'm talking about is a… personal one. What would you choose Nick? Come on there must be something you want."

"Everyone in the world to have watched Little Man Tate and liked it."

"No."

"Flying whales and talking dogs. That would be fun."

"Nope."

"A talking hat."

"Too easy."

"Another Die hard movie starring Bruce Willis but with hair."

I gasped.

"Never!"

" Bread to taste like chicken and chicken to taste like bread."

"That makes no sense."

"A talking hat?"

"You already said that and it's still a no."

"Iron man's suit of armor but in a medieval style."

"That would get you in trouble with the government."

"A gun that shoots out fun and makes people die of laughter only to come back to life."

"That's…doable but no."

"A talking…no a singing hat."

"Kinda the same thing Nick and you already said that. It's a no, if you're wondering."

I told him.

"Gaaah!! I can't think of anything else! Goddamit, I would wish for this keg to never run out. Unlimited beer for life!"

"Done."

I said, directing a sliver of wish energy into my intent to make his wish come true. I felt a hum of energy that signalled the wish had taken hold. 

 "That was a good wish Nick. Well done."

"Can I change it? I just thought of something even better."

I wiggled a finger at him.

"No take backs."

He shrugged.

"Meh whatever, unlimited beer is still awesome, I guess."

He told me, unaware that his wish had actually come true. I would give anything to see his face when he realizes that.

With that, my experiment was complete. I could now use the Bead without any negative effects. The next step of the plan was now open to pursue. Just after I'm done with unwinding a little.

During lunch, Winston arrived at the bar and I got to watch some of their antics in real life. 

I laughed a lot whenever Nick tried to sound smart but instead ended up looking silly while trying his best to convince Winston that his opinion was the only one right. The beer did nothing for me, so instead, I ordered a Pepsi and drank it slowly.

It was 2 when the door to the bar opened and a feeling of dread crept up on me. A frigid chill swept through the whole place and time stopped. I shrugged off the effects easily by encasing my body in Ki. My energy was of a higher quality than whatever energy was being used.

In, entered… Esdeath. 

My eyes widened.  What was she doing here? This is not only the wrong universe but the wrong multiversal cluster. 

"By your leisure my beloved."

She said, not yet noticing that I was the only person aware inside the bar. 

"Ah thank you Esdeath dear but I'm afraid you forgot one."

The voice that followed was silky smooth and belonged to a slim, incredibly handsome young with an eternal mangekyo sharingan on one eye and a Rinnegan on the other. He had long black hair and tanned skin like a surfer. He studied me curiously before smirking.

In his arms were two beautiful and very familiar girls. 

"Ara Ara, Esdeath-sama, are you growing blind in your old age?"

A slightly mocking voice sounded from the beauty on the right. Big tits, sadistic vibe and a beautiful voice. Akeno Himejima. 

The girl on the left was much more subdued but she was also the most unhinged.

"Die!"

She intoned and sword slashes came flying at me from all directions. I flexed my mental energy and the sword aura was pushed away by my telekinesis. Glasses and bottles shattered under the weight of my psionic abilities. I covered all the humans inside the bar with a layer of durable Ki to protect them.

A crazy smile appeared on her face as she disappeared in what would have been crazy speed, if it wasn't for my eyes following her. 

"I bet your blood will taste great! Stab stab."

Stab stab? Who the fuck gave Himiko Toga sword aura? 

In a second she was suspended in the air, choking due to my telekinetic hold. Her eyes were wide in panic and when I flicked my wrist, she went flying off towards the walking cliche of a generic shonen protagonist. Begone thot!

Himiko slowed just as her body approached the rest of her group.  The boy who I now noticed couldn't have been more than 20 years gently held her and patted her hair lovingly. 

"What did I tell you about jumping into things like that?"

He softly asked in a caring tone.

"I'm sorry Asuma-sama. The scent of his blood was just so enticing…but nothing compared to yours."

She quickly added.

The boy caressed her face gently. She leaned into the touch as the other girls looked on in jealousy. Esdeath especially was leaking out killing intent like nobody's business.

"You silly girl. You know I'm going to have to put you on time-out right?"

She shook her head and started whining.

"Noo I don't wanna go to the dark place…"

"You'll have to. Until you learn some manners okay?"

She finally nodded and Asuma, who I was now a million percent sure was a reincarnator reached out into space. His hand sank in and a PokeBall appeared in his palm once he pulled it out. A light flashed out and Toga was gone.

This guy… he's a real harem protagonist alright. Mostly it's a metaphor when their actions of obtaining a harem are compared to someone collecting Pokemon but this guy…he took it quite literal. 

How many more women did he have stored in PokeBalls? More importantly what should I do?

"Domain Expansion."

At the drop of his words, the bar fell away and the surroundings changed drastically. I found myself in a world of water. 

"Well I'll be damned."

I muttered while looking around. No matter how far I stretched out my awareness, I couldn't feel anything off into the distance, except for water, more water and a lot more water.

"How do you like my inner world? It's a fusion of my divinity and cursed energy. One of the Perks of being reborn as a demigod of Poseidon is that reaching godhood is hella easy and godhood presents you with even more opportunities."

Asuma appeared next to me and I cautiously stepped back. I didn't know how strong this guy was and something told me I didn't want to find out. Not now. Not yet.

A chess board appeared between us as well as two chairs.

"You play?" He asked but before I could answer, the chess board disappeared." No you don't."

I frowned and sat down on the chair.

"Precognitive abilities? You've been to worm?"

He shook his head.

"Close, a skill I created once I got my perception high enough."

I nodded. How high enough was high enough?

"Now what? We discuss about our pasts over tea while getting to know each other?"

My cautiousness hadn't disappeared and I was still looking for alternatives to break out of the domain if things got… aggressive.

"We don't. I already know who you are."

What? I struggled to keep my calm. How? I'd never seen this dude in my life before.

"Your soul…It has the same frequency that mine does. You're one of the only three to chose reincarnation after you died during my trial to become a dimensional walker." He stopped to sip on a bloody Mary that had appeared out of nowhere. 

"The other one died unfortunately. She could have been fun."

Meanwhile my mind was running at the speed of light. This was him. The guy who was responsible for my death. I don't know if I should hate him for that or thank him for the opportunity I'd gotten to reach where I had. So I settled for the most neutral response.

"Ok. What do you want?"

He shrugged.

"A little thanks would be nice. You couldn't have achieved a power level of 10 million without my help."

At my shocked look, his expression turned smug.

"I have the gamer ability."

Of course he does. If this was a fanfiction, he'd be the main character.  A look of bitter jealousy came onto my face.

Inwardly, I was careful not to think about how wrong he had been about my power level. Who knew if he could read my mind? My current mental shields were strong but I didn't know to what extent.

He's not omniscient at least. Seems like while I'm actively suppressing my ki, no one can tell that something is amiss.

"I have an ability," he begun. "It lets me see if the impact of my actions will be positive or negative to me down the line. Do you know what it's telling me now?"

I clenched my jaw as I held onto my ki tightly beneath my skin. If it came down to it, I could explode with my full power. That would be enough to destabilize the domain, increasing my chances to win. When was the last time, I was at a disadvantage like this? It's almost refreshing. Out of all the opponents I'd faced, none had felt as unbeatable as this one.

The reason why I was wary of a fight with him? I hadn't felt his energy. Not even once Not when he came in, or when he activated his domain or when he used his abilities to create things from thin air. 

He was a god. A true one.

He snapped his fingers and my attention came back to him.

"Do you know what my ability is telling me now? If I fight you, the chances of beating you are 99%."

Instantly I sprang up and released a hold of all my ki. The familiar comforting hum of my personal inner energy went missing and I slumped on the ground suddenly weakened with a force holding me down. No matter how much I strained I couldn't rise up. My ki…I couldn't feel it.

A pair of black shoes appeared in my eyesight.

"This is my domain. Don't look so surprised, I just negated your powers.  I can will anything to happen here, but killing you like this…would be too easy. Especially when you don't have anything I want. I had come here for Cece, you know the New Girl hottie because I was bored but… maybe you can take that boredom away."

I craned my neck up and raised my head. My eyes burned with anger.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

I spat out. 

He crouched to my level and stared deep into my eyes. For a brief second I saw it. I saw it all. The depth of his power.

"Fuck."

I finally said. 

He laughed.

"Exactly. Get to my level and entertain me with a glorious fight. A fight encompassing the range of the whole omniverse. What you saw is less than a percentage of the guns I got. Until then…bye bye."

I blinked and found myself in the bar sitting across Nick. He snapped a finger at me and startled when I turned to look at him.

"Hey Kid you okay?"

I didn't say anything, wondering if what I'd seen was real. If it was, then that…thing, Asuma would come to regret not taking the chance while I was weaker. 

I smiled and looked at Nick.

"Yeah everything is just fine."

Believe me you. There's an awesome fight on the next 2 chaps, where we get to see Brian flex his power.

Don't trust Asuma's words. For this next volume he's going to be the driving factor to mc finally attaining *spoiler*. Nothing ever comes easy guys. A Pervert's Dream is not just about a guy who's after pussy. Its about the journey he takes to get to the pussy and beyond. My lovely readers trust in me. This won't turn into Power Trumps All, Atlantis Fiasco.

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