Erogelic Physique Immortal Cultivator

Foreword:

My English writing skill sucks. I apologize early if you find some mistakes later.

This is fantasy with elements from hentai anime and doujinshi, thus there will be R-18 rated scenes scattered here and there.

I'm writing fantasy and not non-fiction. Don't be surprised by some unrealistic things that will show up in this story.

This first volume will contain the doujinshi titled "Isekai Harem Monogatari/Tales of a Harem in Another World" volume 1~2.5.

Besides fantasy erotica, this fanfiction also contains a slice of life, comedy, cultivation/power-leveling, kingdom/world-building, and other-worlds/works-traveling elements.

Next is the structure of this fanfiction.

"…" is used when someone speaks loudly.

'…' is used when someone thinks.

[…] is used when the person or the interlocutor isn't present in the conversation, normally through phone call and or telepathy.

(…) is used for naming the speaking/thinking person. If "AN" is included, it means Author's Note in the middle of the story.

Please enjoy!

Yours truly,

FapEmperor

(December 22, 2020)

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Volume 1 - Conquest of Lesdea, Chapter 1 - Prologue

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"…so, let me get this straight… you're a higher being from a higher dimension, and you call yourself FapEmperor…" The protagonist paused. He had a weirded out expression. 'How can the owner of this voice introduce himself with that name proudly? Didn't they feel ashamed?'

[Hey! Don't make fun of my pseudonym! It's something I'm proud of!]

A disembodied voice retorted. It sounded as if it was affected by a voice-changing program to hide the actual gender raged. It came from everywhere in the room. But, if someone else was there, they wouldn't be able to hear it. Only the protagonist could hear the disembodied voice.

By the way, the protagonist was a below-average guy in his late teens. Because of his condition, he had a sickly appearance and a thin body. He was wearing a hospital gown and sitting in a hospital bed.

He was there because he was unlucky enough to be infected by a coronavirus. If the voice hadn't done something to make his pain and sufferings disappear, he wouldn't be able to converse with it. But, that was beside the point.

"What the hell?! You could read my mind! Where the heck is my privacy?!"

[Privacy? What's it? Is it tasty?]

The protagonist looked at the space in front of him blankly. He was not amused.

Taking the hint, the voice coughed and continued, [Joke aside, mind reading is a simple trick. But, that's not important. You haven't finished your quick recap. Go on. Finish it!]

The protagonist was irritated. He felt like he was being played. But, what could he do? The opponent was a god-like being while he was a powerless human.

"Okay, okay! So, where am I? Right. So, you and others like you normally spent your abundant free time watching the lives of people in the lower dimension as if our lives are a reality show. You guys even spiced up your source of entertainment by transferring some guys to other worlds, which may or may not be fiction in my world."

The protagonist stopped to catch his breath.

"My world is a hot spot for you guys to pick candidates because humans here have this unique power to see what's happening in other worlds subconsciously, though they consider it inspiration and idea. I suppose the Multiverse Theory is also real."

The protagonist paused briefly when realizing that he'd been digressing. After organizing his thoughts, he continued, "This is your first attempt to transfer someone from this world to another world. By the way, I was the first guy you picked randomly, who met the requirements you set beforehand. You've even prepared a destination, and it's a universe based on lots of hentai anime. I'll also get a unique power to make my new life more exciting."

"My unique power is called Erogelic Physique. If I manage to cultivate it to the pinnacle, I can become immortal and very strong. I can even visit other worlds freely. However, the utmost limit of its potential would be the peak of this dimension. Thus, I will never be able to ascend to your dimension, which is directly above mine."

The protagonist was a little disappointed. He wanted to ascend to the upper dimension to punch the face of the owner of the voice. He quickly recomposed himself and then continued.

"For the stages of this physique, there are three major stages; Nephilim Erogelic, True Erogelic, and Transcendent Erogelic. Each major stage is divided into three stages; Near-mortal, Balanced, and Near-Angelic for Nephilim; Low Erogelic, High Erogelic, and Erogelic Lord for True; Divine Erogelic, Primordial Erogelic, and Absolute Erogelic for Transcendent."

The protagonist stopped because he needed water to wet his sore throat.

[Here. I get your favorite cold drink. Look at the bedside table.]

Following the voice, the protagonist turned his head to the table and saw a glass of cold apple juice, his favorite drink. He drank it, and after that, he muttered, "Thanks."

[No problem. Now, continue. You almost finish it.]

"Alright. So, I will unlock more abilities and obtain an intuitive understanding of my new powers with each break through to the next stage. To evolve my physique, I have to collect special energy generated when a willing sexual partner orgasm. By willingly, I can't blackmail, drug or mind control my partner…"

The protagonist paused when realizing something. 'So, I'm gonna be a Vanilla Hentai Protagonist? Well, it's better than being a Netorare Hentai Protagonist.'

Dismissing his thought, the protagonist continued, "That's all. By the way, I have a question."

[What's it?]

"Why the heck did it sound like a plot of a crappy fanfiction?"

[That's not important. So, what's your answer? Do you accept?]

The protagonist looked as if he was at the limit of his patience because of the dismissal. "…Look! I am dying before you come, and my parents died a few days ago. I haven't been dating anyone since I broke up with my ex. I'm all alone here. My healthy condition now is your doing, and I know that I will return to that miserable state if I refuse this offer. Perhaps, I'll die soon after. My answer is obvious, isn't it? Just send me there quickly!"

[I'm glad to hear that. Have a nice life!]

Their conversation over, the protagonist felt tired suddenly. He fell unconscious, after which his soul was taken out from his body to be transferred to his destination.

And so, the protagonist began his new life/story…