A HERO?

As I stopped my car right outside her house, the rain hadn't let up yet.

I had turned the radio off so we were surrounded with no sound other than our heartbeats and the faint sounds of our breathing.

Both of us were dressed in new clothes that I had asked one of the workers to purchase in exchange for an extremely generous tip.

She didn't utter the words but I could tell that she wanted to inquire about the promise that I had made her and whether or not it was the truth as I had claimed it to be.

She would be correct to assume that I was lying because I was lying.

But also — I now knew that I could no longer live without her and I needed her to know that.

"We're here," I said.

"Yep," she quietly responded.

As we sat there in silence for a while, she finally placed her hand on the handle and was about to open it when I interrupted her action.

"I wasn't lying. You know that right?" I asked, flipping it on her.

"..."

"I wasn't merely obsessed with you just because I couldn't have you like the other girls," I repeated her words from before, the one she used to push me away.

She didn't know because she wasn't the other girls but her body was simply divine and something that I could never give up.

If it indeed was like the other girls then she would've been correct and after having sex with her, the original Alexander would've dumped her to the curb like trash.

"I love you," I said as I looked deep into her eyes which were beginning to tear up. "This is the first time I've ever uttered these words in my life. I've never said it to my parents, my brother, or any of the girls in my past."

Taking a deep breath, I repeated myself, "I love you. I want all of you. Not just your body. I want everything that you have to offer. But as I also told you, I'll cherish the memories forever and leave you alone if that's what you'd like me to do."

The tears that had gathered in her eyes began to trickle down her face slowly.

All the fears she's had, all the doubt that lingered about my intentions, all of them were just proven wrong.

I just got a taste of her body and yet, I was still in "love with her". If my feelings for her weren't true then nothing in the world was.

There was no doubt left in her.

She looked at me and said, "No. Don't leave me again. I... I don't know if I love you. I can't say it back without certainity but... but my heart does beat for you too."

I watched her intently as she began responding to my "feelings", a little tempted to kiss her but holding back.

"Sorry that I can't give you the response that you wanted," she apologized.

"No," I shook my head with a wide smile that reached all the way to my ears. "That's more than enough. Can I kiss you?"

She nodded and the two of us shared a kiss. It was soft then hard, it was calm, then stormy. Our tongues danced around each other and our souls touched.

When we separated, a thick web of saliva formed between us.

I asked her, "So are we a thing now?"

She nodded her head. She didn't love me yet but she knew deep down that if we kept going at this rate, the day would eventually come.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, Izzy," I said.

"Bye," she responded as she opened the door and began walking towards her house.

She turned around just as she reached the door and gave me a wave.

I waited for her to enter the house before driving off.

"Mission... complete," I sighed in relief.

Now that I'm in a relationship, does that mean I'm only going to have sex with her now?

Don't worry you horny bastards. Do I look like the kind of person that would remain loyal to a single person even if her pussy is the best thing I've ever had before?

No! Absolutely not. Did you already forget that I'm playing the role of a villain now?

What kind of villain is loyal to their lady?

Exactly.

Don't worry. Once she gets addicted to this dick, she won't mind me having sex with other girls because by then, she'll be too deep in to back out.

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That night, when I went to sleep, I found myself in this dark room.

"Where am I?" I asked and I could hear my voice echoing across the endless darkness.

My first thought was that I was lucid dreaming but I knew how lucid dreaming works and this didn't feel like it.

I began wandering around and I could feel the strange texture on my bare feet.

I could smell the air and it smelled weird but not disgusting.

Then my second thought was that whatever this was, it had something to do with my curse. It had to do with the endless isekai-ing that I've been subjected to.

Just as I was about to give up and stop walking with no sense of destination in mind, that was when it happened.

You know how in Isekais when the people are killed by the trucks, there's a short period before they enter their new world where they speak to a god, right?

That never happened to me before but it's not guaranteed to happen.

But just as there are gods, there must be devils as well, no?

That's exactly what happened.

In front of me was a sexy devil. Yes, I said sexy because it was a female devil with cute short horns and a tail that looked like it was straight of hentai.

She had light red skin and her eyes were completely black other than these two small red dots in place for her pupils.

"Nice to meet you," I said.

"...You aren't scared?" asked the devil who looked baffled by my reaction.

"Should I be scared?" I asked.

"I mean... I don't think so but aren't humans meant to be terrified of the devil?" she asked. "Is my knowledge outdated?"

"Don't worry. If it was anyone then they'd shit their pants. I'm just not scared because, to be honest, if you did decide to kill me for my rudeness, I wouldn't exactly mind that," I told her.

"Are you suicidal?" she asked.

"Hell no," I shook my head. "I just don't like dying over and over. Dying once seems more than plenty."

"That makes sense," she said, nodding her head.

"By the way, what's up? Why did you bring me here in this dark-ass room?" I asked, wondering what her purpose was.

"I brought you here today because I know what you've been wishing for."

"You do?"

"You want to get revenge on God who has cursed you to be killed and reborn over and over," she stated.

"Eh... I guess," I replied. That wasn't really my motivation but I guess it somewhat correlates. I just wanted to stop dying in these stupid isekai methods.

"That's why I'm here. I've been meaning to meet you for a long time now but God had this protection over you that prevented me from making contact."

She made it sound like I was God's favorite or something but if I was, why would he keep having me isekai?

"How did you make it happen then?" I asked.

"I didn't," she shook her head. "You did."

"I did?"

"Yes. God brought you into the body with the intention of seeing you redeem that character. But instead, you decided to not only play into the villain role but also take it up a notch," she stated with a devilish smile on her face.

She looked like a fan.

"When you broke that girl's hymen, not only did you break the path that God wanted you to follow but you also broke a hole in that protection he's wrapped over you which allowed me," she said as she bowed gracefully, "to finally meet you."

"Again, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too..."

"Just call me Alexander. It's the name I'm used to now."

"...Alexander. Would you like to hear why I've brought you here in my domain?" she asked.

'No shit Sherlock. I've been waiting for ages.'

"Alexander, how would you like to become my hero?" she asked.

"Your hero? What does that entail?" I asked.

"You see, you aren't the only one that God has been cursing. There are others like you who've been cursed to live new lives," she explained.

"Does that mean there's another person like me on Earth?" I asked.

"No," she shook her head. "You're the only one on your planet. The others are in fantasy worlds with magic, sci-fi worlds with mechas, post-apocalyptic worlds with zombies, and many more."

I felt two things when she gave me that answer: relief because I didn't have to worry about someone stepping into my territory, but also anger because I was subjected to such a boring world in comparison to everyone else.

"In every world in the universe, there are these canonical paths which you refer to as story plots. For example, the demon king is meant to be defeated by the hero. The male lead is meant to get together with the female lead. Good guys win. Bad guys lose."

I nodded my head.

"These paths are intended to keep God in power because he's not exactly all-knowing, all-seeing, and all-powerful. Paths, you can consider them like factories. When the paths are fulfilled, the factories create the product you can sell, or in God's case, it creates energy that keeps him powerful," explained the devil.

The sexy devil approached me and used her tail to lift my head up.

"What you did when you fucked that girl who was intended to end up with her prince charming, you not only prevented God from receiving the intended energy the path was supposed to create but you also sent it my direction," she explained.

This is a lot of information for you readers to remember but it's not like most of you guys care anyway. You're just here to jerk off.

"I must thank you because this is the most powerful I've felt in a long time," she said as she licked her lips.

"What are you intending to do to thank me?" I asked.

"Don't you feel cheated? The fact that God has cursed you to die over and over but he hasn't given you anything special other than that useless stalking ability you have," she said, rolling her eyes.

"I do," I nodded.

"Every time you help break these paths, the more energy that comes my way, the more abilities I will grant you," she stated.

Now this sounds like a proper isekai with a "system" that rewards you for completing missions.

"That sounds nice and all but what am I going to use it for in this world? I'm rich and powerful, and everyone else can be killed with a bullet. What's the use of having these abilities?" I asked.

"Because my hero, I don't want you to only ruin the paths of this world. I want you to ruin the paths in every world he has his hands on," she said with a smile so devilish that I could every single fang that was in her mouth.

"How are you going to do that? And won't I get caught by God and be punished with... I don't know, a skyscraper falling on me or something?" I asked.

"Don't worry about being caught. God is angry at what you did but he doesn't have the guts to punish you because firstly, if he kills you too soon, your soul is exterminated for good and secondly, your existence alone is worth more than a thousand paths combined. That's why he's so adamant about killing you and having you isekai before you die of old age. If you die any other way that's not through his methods, you'll die forever and escape his clutch."

"So if I just killed myself, I would've escaped the curse the entire time?"I asked, feeling like someone had just sucker-punched me.

"Yep."

"Oh my god," I sighed.

"Don't do it so soon my hero. Help me get revenge on that bastard. Doesn't that sound fun?"

"It wasn't before but... now I'm really considering it," I said, a little ticked off by the revelations.

Long story short if you didn't understand the conversation I had with the devil, God keeps killing me and causing me to isekai because I'm worth a lot to him.

He can't kill me right now because the time isn't right yet.

The devil wants me to become her hero in order to give her more power by redirecting the energy produced by the canonical paths toward her so that she can fight back against God.

That's about the gist of it.

"And to answer your other question, you'll be able to enter other worlds temporarily with a little bit of my power," she gave me a wink. "I may not be as strong as God but... no one else in this universe can dare claim that they're number two as long as I'm around."