"What? How is that possible? Wh-what's going on? Are you saying that I am in the game 'Make Them All Yours'?"
[Yes and No, this world is not a game.]
While trying to digest the explosive news that I just got, I plunged directly into my bed.
'Make Them All Yours, Ether, these words, how could I not know them?'
It was when I was in the 2nd year of high school, the game was released, and just as it was released, it had become a great hit.
(A/N: The name of the game and everything about it is fictional. I am not taking it from anything existing, and if they do, I have no idea about it, and I truly do not know.)
It was an eroge game...
Boasting great capture targets, adventure, action, and yes...we also have heart-moving sex, it was a story of how you capture each target and expand your harem as big as possible.
What had set this game apart from others was how hard it was to capture the girl's heart. Each character felt like it had its own life.
And instead of the normal route where we have a choice to pick to increase your favorable points, you could type your words and get different responses.
The more you progress, the harder it gets as you had to work hard to keep your harem afloat. As a man of culture, I had also played the game... secretly that is.
Well, I could have said to be the topmost player as I had the largest harem and could keep it afloat.
The feeling of conquering the heroines was so addictive that I couldn't stop playing and ended up becoming a pro who conquered many girls that others could not.
"So what you are saying is I was reborn in the game, but why?"
I was really curious why did I get a second chance? Why?
[Well host, to start with, this is your game world, but in reality, there will be no second chances, no restarts, and no retreats.]
[The action the host takes will affect the future, and everybody here is real and has feelings.]
[As to why you are here, it is because of the God of games.]
"God of games? Are you saying that a God gave me this chance? Why?"
[The God of games is one of the supreme gods in existence. As to the chance the God of games gave you, it is not free.]
"Wait, not free, what do you mean?"
[Ding..]
[Main Quest Initiated:
Info: Take all the girls away from the main protagonists, take all the girls for yourself while making sure that the protagonists live a full life of a bachelor.
Reward: Getting to freely live in this world.
Failure: To have your soul completely tortured for eternity in hell.]
Reading the main quest I got, I had only one thought in my mind.
That I was f****d up!!
While taking all the women for myself and living a harem life does sound great, it has a huge backlash.
One must know that the game was almost similar to reality where only you could know the result after the action. As an eroge, the game had the tsundere, the sadist, the masochist, the kuudere, and the...yandere.
Don't take me wrong; I have nothing against yandere. Which man doesn't love it when women will do anything for you and live just for you?
But when love leads a woman to activate god-tier forbidden magic to keep you for herself, that's when shit hits the fan.
Remembering the manic look on the woman's face as she proclaimed me as hers, a tremble ran up my spine.
"Wait, why did the God of the game do this? What's in it for him?" I asked.
"[The host may not know this, but as the God of Games, it is his responsibility to play all the released games and completely conquer them. However, for the first time, the God of Games couldn't completely win in a game.]" the system explained.
"So, you mean that since he couldn't complete 'Make Them All Yours', he created the real world just to torture the protagonist?" I asked.
"[Correct, host. As the chosen individual, you must conquer each of the targets while making the main hero's life tougher.]" the system confirmed.
Hearing this, I was speechless. Just because the God of Games was spiteful, he wanted to torture the game's main hero. "So basically, I should take all the women for myself while making the protagonist a bachelor," I muttered.
"[Yes, that is correct.]"
Although what I said was easy, completing it was almost impossible. Each of the capture targets had an immense background, power, or beauty and would not settle for just any Tom, Dick, or Harry. Sighing while rubbing my head, I chose to temporarily set the problem aside and focus on the present.
"Can you at least tell me who I am right now?" I asked.
"[The host has taken the body and has become the character, Austin Lionheart.]" the system replied.
Hearing the name, I jumped out of bed, shocked and fearful.
Austin Lionheart, a name that every player who has played 'Make Them All Yours' will know, a person for whom even I felt pity in the game.
He was the younger brother of one of the capture targets. He was a wimp and crybaby who admired the protagonist and called him 'big brother'. Having looks that made even the protagonist jealous and someone who hid and behaved like a girl, he was said to have talents in combat but due to suffering trauma at a young age, he became afraid of fights.
Well, if that was all, then it was no problem, but he was then used by the game producers as a sacrifice to boost the protagonist.
It was revealed that the simp-like kid was having an affair with his uncle's wife, that is the Azraeil Empire's Empress.
Also, the empress was so excessively attached to him that she burned herself along with him so that they could be together in death!
Plus, it was later discovered that the empress had forced upon him and had blackmailed him to keep him for herself while hiding it under everyone's eyes. Remembering the scene of how Austin was screaming in despair at how he was being burned by the empress makes my body go cold.
Taking a deep breath to control my body, I take a walk toward the mirror placed in my room and take a look. I gaze upon an eight-year-old boy with silver hair, deep and penetrating purple eyes, and chubby cheeks along a cute nose giving a very cute appearance.
Yup, it's him alright. Even young, I could still tell the characteristics of his handsome face of the future.
'T-Then she must be real too, s-so aren't I already dead?!'
'Wait wait, take a deep breath, the other things are only going to take place so the attraction of the empress must have not happened till now.'
'Yeah, that's right. I don't have to get afraid. I still have time.'
Forcefully stopping my panic, I slowly begin to calm down.
[Host, is your inner monologue over?]
"Yeah, what's up?"
[It's just that I have yet to transfer your current body's memories to you, so could you prepare yourself?]
"Memories?"
It was only then did I realize that I didn't have any of the memories of this body.
"Sure, tell me what do I have to do?"
[Nothing much. The host just has to lay down on the bed while I transfer the memories to you. There might be a slight headache, that's all.]
Giving a nod, I walk toward my bed and lay down.
[Starting procedure in 3..2..1]
Suddenly a mild pain comes to my mind, and I started to see some images. Like a movie, they passed through my mind. I closed my eyes and started to integrate with the memories. After 10 minutes of going through the memories, I woke up. The mature aura around me disappears as my movements started to change. Each and every one of my actions started to resemble a child's.
'Um, it will take some time to get used to.'
Opening my eyes, strong determination starts to flow through me. From today onwards, I am Austin, Austin Lionheart. The pain of the past hasn't left me, nor have I forgotten my loss.
'System, did you change something about me?'
I know myself, and I can feel that most of the sadness I felt at the beginning had lessened a lot, and I refuse to believe that it's natural. Just how could I give up 10 years of my life on Earth in just half an hour?
[What has to be done is done.]
Hearing the system's reply, my eyes narrowed, but right now I have no authority, but I will definitely find what has changed. Suddenly, the door to my room opened, and a woman walked in. Seeing her, for a moment, I fell into a daze.
Blonde hair that falls to her shoulder, green eyes that shone like gems, plump lips along with a motherly aura, Grace Lionheart, my mother, walked in. Although I had seen her in my memory, seeing her for real is a totally different experience.
Grace looked towards her child, and for a moment, she felt that her child felt different, like a stranger.
'What am I thinking? Looks like the stress is getting to me.'
Shrugging her thoughts, she walked towards her child. Seeing my so-called mom stop for a moment and frown, my heart almost stopped, and cold sweat appeared on my back.
'Does she know? No, maybe she felt something was different? I need to get my act together.'
Finishing my monologue, I looked towards my mother and began my act.
"Little Austy, are you alright? I got scared when you suddenly fainted."
Saying so, my mother approached me and pulled me into her embrace as I directly fell into her pillow-like breast, and a sweet scent entered my nose.
'Umm, smells like roses. Wait, that's not important. Did she say that I fainted?'
I started to look through my memory and found out that I had fainted during my breakfast. Placing my hands on my mother's breast (by accident) to pull myself up, I looked towards my mother. Smiling, I said, "It's nothing, Mom. It's just that I have a headache, but I am fine now."
Seeing that her son was fine now, Grace gave a happy smile. "Then it's all good. I had a healer check up on you, and she said that you are alright."
"Humph... How can he not be okay? He is the one who always survives after all."
After the loud shout, two girls walked into my room, one a 10-year-old and the other a 6-year-old, and I know the one who had spoken now.
Nora Lionheart.
My big sister and one of the capture targets.
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