Epilogue 2...
Sora Uta couldn't believe he was given such a ridiculous name when he was reborn in this world. On people's opinion, his name was not really that ridiculous or weird at all, but for Sora, it was. It was just so different to what he pictures himself as. In a simpler explanation, it didn't sound manly enough.
In his previous life, he was a nation-wide renowned martial artist. He was proud of his strength and skills, and most of all, he was proud of the warrior-like name he inherited from his father. Now, that name was no more, and he's now merely known as Sora Uta.
He's Sora Uta - he's one of the few heroes in the world.
"He really cut that wyvern in half like butter... as expected of a hero..."
"Guh... you're acting like a mad man again..."
Sora's two female companions comment as they watch him from the sidelines. Since Sora is a hero, the two of them have prominent titles as well. One of them is a sage, and the other, a high priestess.
"I'm pissed... the report said it was a dragon...!" Sora hissed.
"Come on now, it's not like we're going to find a dragon hanging around in a place like this..." Senna, the sage, nonchalantly replied.
"Ugh..." Sora groaned for the last time, before finally fixing his composure. "I guess you're right..." he mumbles.
Despite not looking much like it, Sora is actually the kind of person who would listen and consider the opinion of others. He has a hasty and energetic personally, but he's also smart and calm in regards to certain things.
"There's nothing we can do about it... how lame..."
"Defeating a wyvern is no small feat either, you can call this a success," Emilia, the high priestess, cheered.
"I know... but still, I wanted to fight a dragon..."
Sora looked down in disappointment, all the excitement he felt when he thought he will finally be fighting a dragon was long gone. He wanted to unleash the frustration in his mind, but the only thing he can throw it onto now was already dead.
There is only three things that Sora wants: food, women, and competition. He wants the thrill of battle, and he will have that by battling the strongest creatures this world has to offer.
He was grateful to receive the title of a hero, to the goddess that sent him to this world as well. When he died, the goddess chose to give him another chance in this world, and she sent him to become a hero. People thought that he received the title of a hero by an oracle, like all the other heroes, but that was not the case. Since he was reborn, he was already one.
Sora was strong even before he reincarnated in his current body, which has been gifted with the genes of heroes that reigned for just about a hundred years into the past. Without that gift, he still believes that he would be able to find success in this world on his own. Without that gift, he's still physically stronger than the average person, he's also supreme in martial arts. He doubts there would be anyone who's a match to him. However, monsters and demons exist in this world, and as an ordinary person, he wouldn't stand a chance.
Frankly, he feels troubled by the fact that the power he has now was not entirely his. It's not truly something he gained by himself through hard work. He feels pity to his past self and those who grinded their bones to become strong without the help of a miracle. However... just who in their right mind will refuse to be given the power that stands on top of the world? He was not stupid, so he accepted the offer of the goddess.
But more than choosing to be smart, deep down inside, he felt that he truly deserved the power given to him. After all, even before he was reincarnated in this world, he was at the peak of society.
He has always been strong, smart, and good-looking. He has always been gifted... but even when he has all of those qualities, he's never been conceited, he still worked far harder than everyone. He couldn't think of any other person than him deserving of being given the power of a hero.
The greatness he achieved in his past life warranted him to become someone great here in this world as well. That's what he thinks.
Senna and Emilia are the reflection of his greatness in this world. They are both his women, and they are willing to offer anything to him and for him. He loves them both as well, but his thirst and lust pushes his reasons further, and he always ends up sleeping with even more women. But that's not really a surprise to him, even in his previous life, he was like that.
Sora's heroic ancestors in this world were the same as well. From one hundred years ago, the adventurer Gilbert, his furthest ancestor who was given the title of a hero, also was the kind of person who had multiple women as his wives. It was as if it was only natural for him to do the same.
"By the way, where are we planning to go to next?"
"We're being sent to another kingdom to repel the demons running rampant there... it's just as always..."
"Man... just when will we finally go to that place? Can't we just go to the demon realm and defeat that guy all by ourselves?" Senna complained.
"You know we can't... The demon lord is a very strong individual... if we want to secure victory, we need to team up with two or more heroes."
"Those other heroes... are they even as strong as Sora? I specially doubt that..."
"Umu... I never heard any of them being as strong as him..."
The two women chatters as they look at Sora with deep admiration. Under those stares, also comes the lust they are having difficulties to suppress. Once as their minds were reminded again how supreme the man in front of them was, there bodies heated up and their nether regions leaks of lustful fluids.
"Can... can we now hurry up and go back? We've finish the job already..." Senna mutters, her legs quivering in sudden desperation.
"Uh... That's right, let's go back, Sora... there's nothing left to do here anymore."
"I can't believe that's really it..." Sora mumbles as he was still staring at the corpse he just defeated. "Umu... let's go back... Mm? What going on you two?"
"I-It's nothing!"
"U-mm... we're just feeling under the weather."
It was not difficult for Sora to realize what the two of them was thinking. He could read it in their faces. Sora also thought that his passive skill of Natural Attraction might have been activated again.
A smirk appeared on his face...
"Now that I think about it, the wind here feels nice... let's not go back yet."
"Ehh...?"
"But... but we..."
Sora smirked, having fun seeing the reaction of the two girls whose bodies are at their limit.
"This is a nice place to catch the wind and relax, don't you two also think so?"
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Sora savored the view in front of him. Laying his back on a big stone, he looks at the blue sky above him and the green sea of trees beneath the small canyon they were in. The wind that was blowing on him felt good as it ruffles the hairs on his skin.
"Slurp... chu... kuh...!"
"Lick... mmnh!"
Along with the beautiful scenery, there were the two beautiful women just below his peripherals. They, Senna and Emilia, who are sucking on his erection and licking on his balls.
"Doesh ish feel good?"
"You're doing great, Emi..."
Feeling grateful, Sora patted the head of his submissive companion. He was kind, so he also did the same for the other one who was earnestly mouthing his balls in her mouth. He doesn't want her to feel left out.
Sora has always been good-looking, even in his past life, so it was not ordinary for him to always have a woman on his side. However, never in his wildest dreams he thought he would ever be pleasured by two women of super model caliber both at the same time, who wouldn't argue or fight, or be angry at him for being selfish.
Staring at the blue sky, he was suddenly reminded of his past life. He felt nostalgic.
"That guy could only dream of this to happen to him... I somehow feel bad..." he mumbles under his breath.
Suddenly, he was reminded of his perverted friend. For a man, he was too obnoxious and weird, so he didn't get along with women. But... he was so endearing as a person, and even more so as a friend, that Sora just couldn't help but get attached to him.
Since they both died in an accident, although he died far later, he couldn't help but wonder if his friend also ended up the same as him. Has he been reborn in this world as well...?
"Fufu... there's no way..."
He's sure he's an exception... he knows he wouldn't ever see that friend of his again.