Chapter 8, weeb allert

(lustful kid pov)

I can't believe it, I always knew I was special, that I was meant for greater things, but of course I just had to be born on a magicless earth, filled with repressive societies and mobs, incapable of realizing my true worth, I was stuck in a normal school, held down by the fear of others, they knew if I had the chance I would take their power in but moments with little to no effort, so I was forced to hide my specialness, pretending to be a normal student, never standing out, always average, not due to my lack of talent, but simply because I knew they would get rid of me the moment they noticed, I was the protagonist after all, and no one wants to lose their power.

(an, he was just really bad at studying lol, also chunni much? wait I'm writing this, well doesn't make it any less cringe, that's the entire point of the character after all, my chapter outline literally just says cringe as his personality lol.)

but I knew eventually everything would go my way, everything does for protagonists after all, so one day while protecting (read: stalking) the prettiest girl in school, my future harem member, from all of the mobs that try to confess to her, It finally happened, A circle appeared beneath her feet, ethereal and glowing, my protagonist senses (read: weeb senses) and genius mind (read: do I need to explain why this is wrong?) instantly identified as a summoning circle, and I knew my time had finally come, I gracefully (read: tumbling) raced (read: staggered) towards the circle, jumping into it at the last moment, and appearing inside of a fancy looking hall.

"great hero's! we have summoned you to our world to save our kingdom from the evil tyrannical demon king, attempting to take over the world, please brave hero's save our kingdom!" 'I knew it, I'm the chosen one, everyone who told me else can be damned, I was chosen by the world to be the protagonist, I will save the world, and get all the women!' I think to myself as my eyes wander around the room, I ignore all the background characters and focus my attention on all my future harem members, and I can't help but drool as I imagine forcing myself on all of the beauties in attendance, till my eyes lock on the other two summoned with me, probably both accidentally wandering into MY summoning circle and ending up here (need I explain?), though one of them is the girl from my school, my future harem member and secret admirer, after all, who wouldn't love me? the protagonist?

but there is one other, I cant Identify them as they wear a full body armor but they must be a demihuman considering the ears and tail on the armor, but they don't matter, their either a meek girl for me to conquer, a stupid supporting character, or a minor antagonist, so who cares anyway, wait a moment, why do I suddenly feel cold? why are they facing this way? I get it, I must have caught their interest, they seem powerful, they must have noticed my shining potential and want to train me or use me as their pawn! to bad Ill pull one over on them eventually, and who knows, If its a cute girl I might be so kind as to make them my sex slave and with my new power, mind control, all the beautiful women will be mine, and Ill rape all the men's wives as they can do nothing but watch, as I make them forget about their husbands and become nothing more than a slave to my cock, and so I decide to test my new power on the armored summon, they seem to be powerful so getting control of them now would be best, then I can train them to be my obedient dog should they be a girl, or my meatshield if they're a man. and I begin to laugh at the thoughts of my future dominati- why did the ground suddenly become the sky?

(king pov)

finally we managed to summon the hero's, although we only intended to summon one, the more the marrier, and now we just have more cannon fodder to throw at those detestable monsters (an, yes I know the monster hate was largely instigated by the ruminas church which doesn't exist yet, doesn't mean there weren't xenophobic humans before then) unfortunately one of them seems to be a detestable demihuman or magin, considering their inhuman ears and tail, Ill have to make sure they get killed first, or if their a women I can sell them to some Nobels, or maybe some common soldiers or even some commoners, if she's strong enough we could even breed some nice disposable soldiers, but not before having a taste of them myself first of course hihihi.

I fantasize slightly, especially since one of the hero's is a very voluptuous looking teen, I definitely need to take a bite out of her before she dies, or maybe after if I can get her corpse, or I could offer her to be my personal sex slave, no one could resist a king after all, but lets get to the point, so I rattle of the pre prepared speech, asking them for help, not like they have a choice of course, I even tell them that we will return them home after they complete their task, a lie of course, but they dont need to know that, ah I can already taste the riches and monster women to be gained from this crusade, I always love some exotic bedwarmers after all. (like the earlier chunni the kings personality was just, "detestable" on my chapter outline.)

I can even see the one obviously male of the group smile, drool driping from his lips, obviously imagining some lecherous fantasy, likely believing themselves special like all the others before him, little does he know when he's outlived his usefullness Ill just have him executed, not after raping all his women to death in front of him first though hihihihih.

but suddenly my thoughts freeze, alongside everyone else in the room, as a loud crack is heard and the male hero's head flies through the air, his body having simply vanished, as a long trench appears between his previous position and the wall, which also collapses, and I hear a scream as a distinct wetness appears in my crotch, and I watch as the armored hero looks towards me, now that I think about it, why did the sound originate from the-

(mc pov)

it's a disgusting feeling, the gazes of the people in the room crossing my armor, even if they cant see me, I can already feel their dirty thoughts, many probably originating from them believing me to be a magin, and even some lecherous ones, likely stemming from the possibility I might be a women under this armor, with the boy summon, king, two of the three princes, one of the 4 princesses, and a gagle of nobles being the worst of all, with a multitude of disgusted and ridiculing stares as well, the only neutral or respectful stares coming from the last prince, some guards, some maids, the queen, who now that I notice looks quite dead inside, probably the work of the king, and the female summon, and I decide they will be the only survivors of my massacre.

and as a particularly disgusting stare comes from the male summon, I can feel his magicules reach out towards me, as a probing feeling enters my mind, as an instinctual reaction, as well as my paranoia at the possibility his skill might actually work on me, and the hatred at his attempt to breach my mind, a part of myself I view as sacred, I Instantly materialize a prototype RMDR (Relativistic Mass Driving Rifle), setting it to Mach 20, a kind of railgun I modified to incorporate space warping properties into its firing mechanism to vastly increase projectile speed, unfortunately I haven't yet managed to create a stable long range space warping device of small enough size without the need to manually warp space myself with my own magic, so It is limited to relativistic speeds for now, hence that part of its name.

but even then, a projectile, even with the mass of a pencil, when fired at Mach 20 instantly vaporized everything in its path, the hero's body simply ceasing to exist, his once solid form of organic molecules now spread evenly across a multi hundred kilometer area behind him, the only solid part of his body remaining being his head from the upper jaw up, as it falls to the ground with a sickening thud, not that my actions affect me, I've always been a bit crazy, and never really cared much for the lives of others, so his attempt to control my mind was more than enough justification for me, and with my now centuries long life, its evolved to the point that I would kill him for less.

not like its the first life I've taken, ignoring my own suicide I've killed quite a few sentient creatures since my arrival in this world, after all, it took a while to set up my utopia, and so I rise from my sitting position, killing all of my targets in the moments it takes me to preform said action, the hall now sporting hundreds of large holes in the walls, ceiling, and floors, careful not to bring the building down in the process. now its time to play the rest of this out perfectly, cant have my performance falter now can I?

(an, well, how did everyone like these two chapters? sure maybe two chapters might seem low as an apology for being gone for so long, even if its not my fault, but considering my other novel, it was actually 4 today, anyway, hope y'all enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it, which is a good amount, next chapter will have the survivor pov and the aftermath, then I'll probably do another timeskip, maybe to cannon, probably not further than Milims massacre, I want to incorporate the mc into that somehow after all, well see y'all soon, school starts up fully tomorrow, (as in actual academic classes not the bullshit we've done so far.) so depending on how busy it is I may or may not post, well see, peace!)