Honeywood Village, bordering the Mythical Woods

Town Of Maplewood

Spring had arrived but the winds rolling off the southern mountains still brought the cold touch of winter. The trees swayed with the blow of the fading winter winds as their leaves rained down, landing softly on the river that laid between a wall of beautiful trees, causing ripples to form across the surface of the water.

The bundles of fallen leaves parted, drifting away from each other as a milky-white leg poked at the water, determining it's temperature before slowly descending into the river.

Willow sighed, a tremble in his voice as he shivered at the cold touch of the river. He sank deeper into the river, washing himself with a natural, feminine grace even though he was a boy. The water trickled down his nubile body as he cupped his hands and washed his beautiful face, taking a deep look at his reflection from the river, giving another breathy sigh.

"I think it's been about 15 years since I've come to this world." He whispered, hearing the softness of his voice from how silent his surroundings were.

Willow thought back to the time when he'd remembered his past self on a certain day in his babe years. It was a massive shock to him - the memories of being a disgusting excuse of a man, obsessing over either porn or games, sometimes even both. He wished that he hadn't been such a man, living in his mother's basement as the embarrassment of his family but regardless of which, when he investigated the affairs of this world as he grew older, he came to a terrifying realization.

He had been reincarnated into one of the worst possible worlds, at least for the current body he'd inherited. A world where innocent boys like him get devoured by dominant women or men - either way, he couldn't think of a future where he wouldn't lose his anal virginity.

Salem. An erotic game he'd spent most of his time on. It hadn't really been that popular as it was pretty niche and targeted towards fat otakus who liked seeing futas on effeminate boys. Or that was how it'd been marketed. It didn't take long for the game to reveal it's true nature - one of gore, blood and tragedy. It was a game where the porn was mostly secondary while the primary plot of the game revolved around 5 Celestial Heroes who would band together to fight against the Demon God who had kidnapped someone with one of the most tragic backgrounds in gaming history.

And he had possessed that being's body.

He stood up, hearing the sudden splash of water as he saw how feminine he looked from his reflection. Standing at 5'6, he was the epitome and definition of sexual attraction despite just reaching 16 this year. The perfect blend of cuteness and sexy, he looked both like a whore and an adorably little sister character in dating sims. With an obscene amount of curves and fat-meat in all the right places - especially his ass - not to mention how his pouty lips always had a soft pinkish glow, or how his scarlet red hair had been styled into an old, pompous wave that covered one of his cerulean green eyes, giving him a mature, seductive look that had made growing up without being molested extremely hard. He demanded attention wherever he went, with his boner-inducing, sway of his hips. Yet, despite all of his womanly charm, he almost cursed out loud when he saw how un-manly his little package was.

It was like the gods had played him, giving him the body he adored the most in the opposite sex yet depriving him of the thing that mattered most. He tried to do one of those manly bodybuilder poses, only to fail and somehow look even more adorable.

"What am I even doing?" He sighed.

Willow was the name of this character, the being who would turn into the main antagonist, the older brother of the protagonist of the story - Elm. Willow had actually started as an innocent, beautiful character but due to a series of misunderstandings, after he had been taught the power of his 'Emblem' in the castle of the Demon God, he'd been coaxed into the dark side, embracing his role as the 'wife' of the Demon God and was a symbol of sexuality and corruption. The author of the story had revealed that Willow had been made in the image of Lilith from the Bible which explained why he had obtained the title of "Mommy" after his rebirth as a Dark Maiden.

Years of torment and destruction later, the protagonist accepted that Willow had already gone too far to be considered her older brother and so, felled him with her sword before moving on to defeat the Demon God. That ending was considered canon by the fans even though many of the more degenerate fans wanted to see an incest ending between Willow and the protagonist.

That was the future that Willow or James - his previous name - had inherited.

"But, why on earth should I follow such a troublesome future?" Willow muttered, holding out his right hand, beginning to see a faint outline of the crystallization of his soul.

As explained before, this fantastical world of debaucherous sex and porn was first and foremost, a world of magic and swords. But unlike the usual fantasy world, there were different power systems under different patron gods that led to many wars of religious supremacy in the past - a story for the near future.

Willow was a human, at least for now so of course, he followed the power system under the Human God - Hum. Every human would obtain an 'emblem'- the materialization of one's soul - when they entered adulthood, which would be when they're 15 where they would undergo a ritual ordained by a priest of the Humlic Religion. So basically, he'd have to undergo the ritual tomorrow morning along with his sister. He knew the emblem he would obtain since he'd played and completed the game to the point where he'd already explored all the possible endings and routes.

Spoiler Alert. Willow got fucked or raped in every ending.

And in each and every one of those futures, the downfall of Willow's innocence started tomorrow, the Humlic ritual of [Awakening] where he would obtain his emblem and kick off the main plot of the game.

Willow returned to washing himself, trying to wash away the worry that gnawed at his stomach as he noticed the sun starting to fall.

For a fantasy world, the sun looked the same, albeit a bit larger and redder with the moon being the same. Although, the night skies over here were brighter and more beautiful, clueless of the excessive light pollution of his previous world.

Willow sank back down, leaning against the river-bank and sitting upright as he brought out his dainty little fingers above his face, the sun's rays spreading from his finger-tips. He enjoyed the seclusion nature provided him as he remembered that it would be one of the last moments of peace he would enjoy before tomorrow's pivotal moment in history. He knew that by inheriting his emblem, his constitution would change - no, unshackled would be the better word - as Willow would have to deal with a number of suitors. Some would be gentle and civilized, but most were going to be savage and would want nothing more than to stuff him with their cocks.

How was he going to survive here?