The Hentai and Manhwa Harem

Sometimes I wondered if I would die at a young age, considering the type of life I had.

I was by no means a poor idiot that was an orphan because his parents died when he was young. Nor was I a weeaboo that hid his pain by watching anime 24/7. I had the typical life of a normal kid as every American person did.

I had the opportunity of discovering anime when I was very young, at the age of eleven exactly. I wasted years of my childhood and some of my adolescence watching the same shit revolving around harems and stupid perverts or dense protagonists like Issei and Takashi.

I just got bored of it at the end and decided to move to some other stuff like studying to get my career in engineering started. It was during my four years in high school that my life got more interesting when it came to money and entertainment.

When I was a sophomore, I decided to take a job at some fast-food restaurant that sold pizzas. My parents decided to pay 50% of my college tuition, so I had to get the other part by scholarships and, last but not least, working.

I still remember that day when I got rich. If my memory is right, someone called and made an order for a couple of pizzas.

This wouldn't be important if it was just some random dude calling to our establishment to buy food like 99% of the other customers did, but this guy did something out of the ordinary.

He offered to pay his fucking order with bitcoins, fucking bitcoins. It took some time to explain to my old school manager what the fuck he was talking about, and I told him that it was some kind of currency that people on the internet use.

My manager, not wanting to get bamboozled by some 4chan or Redditor member, was going to cancel his order and tell him to fuck off.

That's when I stepped in and decided to pay for that guy's food if he let me conserve the bitcoins. In the end, he agreed to it, and I had to pay like twenty-five bucks for that order, but man, it was worth it.

I was twenty-five bucks poor in cash but twenty-five bucks rich in bitcoins. Or that was their value at the time when they weren't that famous yet.

I kept the bitcoins in my digital wallet and forgot about them for some years. It was during that time that I finished high school, and I got involved in the world of manhwa, or more precisely, pornhwa.

The thing that attracted me about pornhwas so much was that it didn't matter how stupid the protagonist was the fucking moron would actually get some pussy.

I, of course, read the comments before looking at some of them to see if they had NTR or not. That's what keeps someone's mentality safe most of the time if you don't want to have a bad time. Bad time, XD.

I fell in love with those like Silent War, Circles, and Wonderful New World. They fucked the first one ending quite a bit, but it was enjoyable nonetheless.

So yeah, in the end, I was a fucking degenerate with tons of money that when he got his bachelor's degree in civil engineering was hired to build those stadiums for the 2022 World Cup in Qatar.

And, oh yeah, Qatar, that's exactly the place where I died.

One thing that I would recommend to people when they visit that country is to never race without looking at the road.

What happens if you don't do that? A fucking camel smashing in your front window, that's what happens.

It was December 2022, and those fucking Arabs still use camels as one of their sources for transportation. The more camels they have, the biggest their status. I didn't know about it, nor did I care.

At least I won against some annoying bitch that thought her car was better than my fully customized BMW M2. If someone ever tried to make fun of my car, I'll make that faggot or hoe bite the dust. I was a racing addict, and no one was ever good enough to beat me.

Not that it matters right now. Thanks to that I missed the opportunity of watching the World Cup final match between Portugal and Argentina.

And that wasn't the most important reason why I was lamenting my death. My girlfriend and her best friend forever made a bet in the semifinals between who was going to pass. My girlfriend said that the United States would go through, and her bestie said that Portugal would.

In that game our best player, Pullisic, missed the fifth penalty and the pen merchant, Cristiano Ronaldo, scored the fifth one for Portugal.

I was pissed for a moment until my girlfriend's friend told me the innocent gamble they made between them. Let's just say that after the final, we were supposed to have a threesome, and I was going to take her virginity.

Although we were going to do that with a weird request of hers. She wanted my girlfriend to watch the moment I popped her cherry while she was in a corner crying.

It was some weird shit, but I was down for it. My girl didn't like that at all and said that she would kill me before letting that happen. She lost her chance, I guess.

But enough about reminiscing about my past life, I was now located in some sort of limbo waiting for someone to tell me if I was going to heaven or hell. The place was dark, and I couldn't see anything.

It was like that for quite some time until a bright light got me blind for a few seconds, and the first thing that I managed to see was a woman.

There wasn't really much to say about her but only her physical appearance. She was wearing some sort of long white dress that covered all of her body. She had a curvy figure with big tits and a big backside with it too.

'That ass better be from a milf.' That was what I was thinking after examining her figure. Not that it was that detailed considering that she was wearing a veil that was hiding her face. The only thing that I could make out about her skull area was that she was a blonde. She was the cliche of how a Goddess would look.

"I knew that girl was going to do something," she said without noticing me, "but killing him because of that? It was a mistake that he chose her over me. She was too immature to have him."

"Excuse me, my lady, what was the last thing that you said?" I asked her while I was walking towards her.

"Oh, it was nothing young man, just some things that happened lately." She said, trying to change the topic.

I decided to drop the whole subject of who killed who and started asking more questions to know what the hell is going to happen with me.

"If it's something personal, you don't have to tell me. Would you mind telling me where I am supposed to go now? I know that I died and all of that, but I am a little bit nervous regarding where my stay is going to be.

"Ara ara, you don't have to worry about it. Since your departure from the human world was a mistake, I won't send you to heaven or hell." The Goddess said while giving me a little bit of calmness. "In fact, I will send you to a world of your liking with two wishes at your disposal!"

Wait, don't tell me that this shit about reincarnation and all that stuff is happening to me. With this situation unfolding here, I assume that I am dreaming and possibly on my way to a hospital. There's absolutely no chance that this is happening.

I'll say some random shit, and after it, I will wake up in some hospital bed with some guy named Mohammad or Ahmed as my doctor.

"If what you are saying is true, then send me to a world where those people from those fanfics ask to go to." With this, I chose a world that came to my mind right away.

"A world full of beautiful women for you to fuck from almost every hentai and manhwa in existence got it." She said while giving me the thumbs up.

I was expecting to go to Marvel, but I guess this is good.

"And for my two wishes, I ask for a system to keep things in order and the option for me to have the biggest plot armor that is known to exist," I say, "Everything that happens will benefit me in some way."

"You had plot armor since you were born, but I'll grant you an upgrade to it." She said while particles came out of her body.

Those particles started to surround my body while I felt that I was starting to levitate to some light that appeared above me.

"This is our goodbye, for now, I'll get in touch with you in the future!" She yelled as she waved her hands in a clear sign of farewell. "I hope that you enjoy your new, my dear son-in-law. I'll be patiently waiting for our bodies to come together as we did in the old times." She muttered to herself.

I waved her goodbye before, little by little, I started to lose consciousness. Now I was just waiting to appear in this new world or possibly wake up and start beating Muslims left and right.

The latter seemed to be the most favorable for me.

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I will rewrite this since there were a lot of concepts about the previous writing that didn't make sense. There are some things that I will change to make it better like MC's mother becoming yandere for something stupid and mainly caused by his father in a cheap way to make it easy.

With this said I sign out and I hope you have a good night or day, whatever.