Name: –
Race: Nephalem
Gender: Nephalem
Class: –
Level: 1
Experience: 0/100
Health: 200/200
Mana: 150/150
Stamina: 100/100
Lust: 5/300
Strength: 15
Agility: 12
Endurance: 14
Intelligence: 16
Charisma: 30
Soul skills: [Devour] [Hell Chain] [Nephalem Form]
Passive Skills: [Insatiable Hunger] [Aphrodisiac Aura]
Active Skills: [Succubus' Feast]
...
The first thing I immediately noticed was the absence of my name. It wasn't a big thing, I still recalled my name, or so I thought.
"Eh?..."
As soon as I tried to recall my own name, I found myself unable to remember it. Well, in truth, a name did appear in my head. However, that was the problem—I knew for a fact that wasn't my real name, but I had a strange feeling, or an urge to accept it as my name.
"NO!" I exclaimed, my voice echoing in the dark cave, "I'm not that bitch."
The name was Sol. The goddess of the sun. The same bitch I fucked and devoured. Because of this, her memories mixed with mine, and since she was a goddess who lived for ages, the effect was tenfold. The sudden influx of memories may have altered my personality.
"Ugh!"
The more I rejected the name, the stronger the headache became. A pressure was crushing my mind, trying to force the name inside.
"Think, think. Think, come on, focus. What was my real name?" I muttered, massaging the bridge of my nose and trying to recall my human name. And after some time searching through my memories, I found it.
"Azariel!" I shouted, finally recalling the name. "My name is Azariel."
Ding!
Instantly, my status window changed. The absence of my name was replaced with my true name, and with it, the headache and pressure went away, allowing me to relax.
'Damn, that was close.'
In fact, the whole thing was a close call. If not for my past experience with this kind of thing, I'm sure the name of Sol would have consumed me, and I would have turned into another version of her.
"Phew... now, let's continue."
Shifting my focus back to my status, I noticed that my race and gender were the same thing—a Nephalem.
"System, what is a Nephalem, and why is it the same as my gender?"
[A Nephalem is a unique race, born from light and dark, a creature that breaks the balance.]
[They existed a long time ago but were hunted down by the gods. They were a threat to their existence, powerful beings that took a neutral side in the never-ending conflict between Light and Dark.]
"So they watched from the side, like a bunch of cowards for too long, until they pissed everyone off." I scoffed, shaking my head in disappointment, but not really surprised why the gods hunted them down. I had a similar thing happen to me with some of the human nobles. They kept watching from the side, refusing to help me against the demons until one day they stabbed me in the back when I became too much of a threat.
[Indeed, user, the Nephalems were born from Light and Dark—a perfect mix, yet they didn't belong to either side. For the gods, if you're not with me, then you're definitely against me.]
"Of course," I nodded, understanding the logic behind this, but that didn't explain why it's the same as my gender, and there's no explanation.
"System, what is the purpose of having Nephalem as my gender? Is it an error?"
"..."
The moment I asked the question, the system was silent—not responding or even showing any sign of life. And at that moment, I got a weird feeling. But then the system responded.
[No, user, it's not an error, but a unique trait of the host's race. A Nephalem is a gender in itself—both male and female. As a Nephalem, you have a unique ability to switch between genders. You can be a male and female angel or a male and female demon, or your standard form—the same as your current body, half and half, male and female.]
"Fuck!..." I cursed, dropping my head. "So I can be a male, female, and a fucking futanari?"
We had girls with dicks back in my world, and they were mostly elves and demi-humans. And they were rare. HOWEVER!... My luck and charm as a hero pulled one of them to me.
It was in my early days as the hero, in a tavern. A stunning elf woman approached me. And as the inexperienced virgin I was, I fell in love the moment I saw her. She was a beauty beyond words—long golden hair, a slim body, and the way she swayed her hips was the most seductive thing ever. We got to know each other, and after a few drinks and some flirting, she invited me to her room. And at that time, I thought, This is it. My ticket to manhood. I will get laid.
I was wrong.
When we arrived, she kissed me, and things started heating up. We were undressing each other. And then I saw her.
Her dick.
The thing was bigger than mine! At that time of course.
I crushed hordes of demons on my own, dancing on the thin thread between life and death, and never felt fear. But the sight of her dick and the look in her eyes scared the shit out of me.
You may think that she wanted me to fuck her, right? No. She was the one seeking me. She wanted to fuck me. And as a young virgin man, that destroyed my image of a woman forever.
'Damn it!'
Just the memory made me shiver. I never allowed a woman to approach me after that. The good news was that I punched the shit out of the elf, leaving her on the verge of death, before fleeing the town.
"Let's focus on the present and forget the past." I shook my head, chasing away the bad memories and looking back at my status. The next thing I noticed was the level and experience—level one with no class, a normal start. The rest of my status was okay, a little bit of everything, but my charisma was high. It was probably because I'm a Nephalem.
I saw the 'Lust' stat but didn't bother to ask about it—I had a very good idea about it. My main focus was on the skills.
"Phew... they're still here." I sighed in relief, seeing my two soul skills—'Devour' and 'Hell Chains.'
After I defeated the demon king and devoured him, I gained the knowledge to bind skills to the soul. Normally, a human could bind a single skill. But since my old mentor performed a ritual on me, planting his dragon heart inside me, my soul was altered a little, allowing me to bind two skills.
Devour was my bread and butter. It was a unique skill and allowed me to absorb everything, be it living or non-living, as long as they had mana. It also allowed me to gain the skills of those I devoured. It mostly worked based on the race.
For example, I devoured many trolls and gained only one passive skill that allowed me to regenerate wounds and heal faster. As for unique beings, I always managed to devour everything.
'Even to this day and after countless beings, I still don't fully understand the skill.'
Hell Chains was the skill that the demon king created to kill Sol. I killed him before he finished it, and I had to admit that it was a brilliant creation. It was the only skill that could work against a god, so I had no choice but to finish it in his place.
Nephalem Form is a self-explanatory skill. It allows me to switch my gender and my race, and it looks like no mana is required.
"Good skills that consume no mana are always welcomed."
As for the three remaining skills, I was hesitant to pull out their descriptions. Just from the names, I could guess their effects, which gave me a slight idea of what kind of being I had become.
"Fuck it, I'm not a coward," I said and then summoned the skill windows. The moment I saw them, my face darkened.
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[Insatiable Hunger: As the Nephalem of Lust, your body and soul crave sexual energy, growing stronger and more powerful the more you feed your lust. Every sexual act rewards experience points based on the act and the level.
Warning: Failure to satisfy your hunger will result in a massive decrease in the user's stats and the chance of going berserk.]
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[Aphrodisiac Aura: As the Nephalem of Lust, you constantly emit a scent that acts as an aphrodisiac—a strong scent that affects both men and women. The stronger the user, the more effective the aura.]
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[Succubus' Feast: As the Nephalem of Lust, you can feed on the essence of other beings, absorbing its raw life essence to heal, restore stamina, and gain experience. The stronger the source, the greater the benefits.]
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"Great... just great," I groaned, not believing what I was reading.
"I was turned from a mighty dragon warrior to a half-angel, half-demon slut, whore, bitch, cum dump, and sex addict that feeds on her partners and their seed. And not only that, the aura is fucking strong and effective. How am I supposed to survive in this world when the first person or creature I meet will want to fuck me?"
I had the urge to scream, shout, and curse at the world or the creator of this fucked-up situation, but before I had the chance to do anything, a terrible pain erupted from within my chest, causing me to fall to the ground coughing blood.
"UGHHH!... System, what's happening to me?" I asked the only one who could possibly help me.
[User, you're suffering from internal injuries. Your core was badly damaged when you devoured the goddess of the sun and is close to shattering.]
"Cough!.... If that happens, I'll die, right?"
I knew the answer, but for some reason, I had to hear it from the system.
[Yes.]
"Shit," I cursed, not wanting to die. Not again. Not so soon. Not like this.
I survived a hellish war for too long, and now, after a short period of pleasure fucking that bitch, I was about to die.
'What kind of bullshit is this?'
"System, is there any way to heal this?"
[User, you have to replenish the lost mana from your core, and the only way is to feed—by performing sexual intercourse.]
"Great, just great," I couldn't help but groan. "So I have to find someone to fuck."
[No, user. You have to find someone to fuck you and feed on their essence, or die.]
"AHHH... FUCK THIS SHIT!"