For the first time in my life I felt an emotion I had never before. Emptiness.

Why? Because my family.

A family of four just a little while ago, now down to half.

The only one's remaining being me and my sister and our parents now gone.

It's not like they were abruptly taken away in a freak accident or anything of that sort. No, they passed away peacefully together in their bed, right next to the one they loved most. What better way to go out?

Still, when it happened, it was a huge shock. Not just to us two, but to the whole world, some more then others.

Passed away at the rip old age of 50 and 51.

Not very long, but when taking their occupation into account, it makes sense.

They weren't in the dark side of business or anything, but they were doing some dangerous stuff.

Fighters.

They officially started by the time they were in middle school and continued to do it still they passed away, all those decades ago.

Of course, they didn't last that long with just grit though. They were good, really good.

My father got the nickname title the Golden Arms and my mother the Golden Legs. They hated those titles because they found it embarrassing but those titles were not for nothing.

No one was better at using their arms like my dad and no one was better at using their legs then my mom.

They were born fundamental different and those differences only pushed them further with their immense training.

Probably another factor of their short life span.

But me and my sister often poking fun at them every once in a while which would often lead to us getting chased.

I also got a tittle similar to theirs. I got called the Golden Body. I was the first child of my family and also inherited those same features about my parents. I of course embraced the name, negating any embarrassment that was thrown my way with pride.

My sister on the other hand was more passionate about just about anything that involved using her mind.

She got into science, history, math, astrology, you name it, she probably studied it as well, or at least it planing on it in the near future.

But there's no way I was about to let her beat me at something. Even though she was more into education, she still had the flame of competition she and I got from our parents, constantly trying to one-up each other, me often taking the win more often then not.

While she was more into that sort of stuff then me, I was faster at picking things up then her which I could tell she was a little jealous over, but her sheer effort and focus more then made up for it.

She's the smartest person I know and also the one who I've gotten into competitions with as well as the one I've suffered most my losses in my life against.

She also has a fiancee who I know for a fact will take good care of her, I made sure of it. She has someone I can trust to take care of her, no matter what.

After all, I can't trust myself anymore with who I am now. I can't even recognize who I am.

I spent my life in a cycle, the only way to make sure I wouldn't just stop and never continue again.

To me, the death of my parents wasn't just the lose of my family. I lost what I strived towards every single day.

They were both my parents, and my targets at the same time, and I lost them both.

Get up, prepare for the day, go workout, eat, rest, get any missing groceries.

Repeated over and over and over and over since it happened. I'm just glad my sister lived pretty far away from me so she couldn't see me.

Of course there were a few thing that happened every once in a while that would change my routine, but nothing drastic.

Today was pretty much the same.

I went out to get groceries pretty late at night, a brilliant full moon illuminated by the night sky and the nice cold breeze in the air.

I had been walking back home after getting my groceries, before I was interrupted by a small group.

They had snuck up on me in a desolate street and no cameras.

I didn't bother turning around, I just stood still and enjoyed the night as I waited for their move, something, anything.

When they realized I had stopped, they also stopped, approaching me more slowly from behind.

I could tell they weren't very tall so they had to look up at me to see the back of my messy long hair, but I could also tell they were hesitating.

Were they new to this? Normally if people have the number advantage like the one they had and got the perfect opportunity, they would take it.

But I didn't really give them much more thought to them. I knew there was someone else quite a bit far behind them, clearly no intentions of jumping in, just watching.

I heard a blade come out, a pretty good one with a sharp edge followed by rapid footsteps.

I felt it pierce my abdomen, the cold hard steel felt odd.

Blood soon started to run down the blade, a blood stain starting to appear where I had been stabbed.

I staggered from the force behind the blade, the knife wielder pulling the blade forward as I staggered.

Even after this, I felt nothing, that ever consuming emptiness seemingly swallowing any of that potential pain before I could even actually feel it.

They tried to pull the knife out from my abdomen, only for them to be unable to.

I had planted my feet solid and stood up straight before finally for the first time looking behind me at them.

The one with the knife as well as 6 others, not including the one in the back watching.

They all had hoods on, working a little as disguises but from first glance, 4 girls,3 boys, the one in the back being a male as well but was also sitting on top of a brick wall, just watching.

I looked down at the one holding a knife and she looked up at me with traces of fear hidden behind panic as she was still trying to pull the knife out.

She immediately abandoned the knife and immediately went backwards as fast as she could, only to be stopped before she could even plant her feet one step back.

I grabbed her by her throat and lifted her up with my left hand.

She struggled and tried to fight back and her friends all started to charge me.

Before they could even make it half way to us, I tightened my grip and threw her down with enough force to crack the concrete under her and enough speed that her legs were still hanging in the air, nearly perfectly straight up into the air before the rest of her body flopped down.

Her friends were stunned for a moment, probably thinking something along the lines of 'he just killed her' or 'how did he do that'.

But honestly, I'm slightly surprised to.

Despite that level of force, I could still feel a pulse, she's just unconscious but probably sustained serious brain and neck injuries.

But I focused on the rest of them and targeted the biggest of them.

I ran passed the rest and when straight for him.

He got caught off guard but put his arms up to put up his most solid defense.

I pulled my fist back and tightened my fist and sent my first to meet his guard.

As my punch landed, a loud crack echoed through the open space and the sound of flesh hitting flesh struck like lightning.

The big guy's arms were both completely shattered in half by my one punch, a punch hard enough to even lift him off the ground by well over a foot.

I followed up with another attack, not even letting him register what just happened to his arms before I grabbed him by his face and threw while he was still in the air into a wall about ten feet behind him with enough force to shattered the small brick wall and knock him out at the same time.

This time, I was the one getting attacked.

Right as I threw him, 2 people snuck up behind me.

A boy throwing his most powerful right hook packed with his whole body weight aimed directly at the back of my head on my left side and a girl throwing a kick with all her body's momentum at my legs on the other.

I jumped and added a huge spin to it, both hits missing their marks as I slip right between them, not jumping over both their attacks but between the small gap between the space they weren't able to cover, just barely enough not squeeze myself through.

Right as their attacks slip past me, I throw my own.

Using the rotation of my bodies momentum to throw a kick from the sky down straight down at her and at the same time throw a uppercut at the boy in between the spaces in his form, connecting both hits at the same time.

The girl got sent rolling back to the ends of the wall behind her and made the dude flip in the air till he slammed into the ground.

I landed on my feet smoothly, standing up straight again, counting all the ones down so far, 2 girls, 2 boys.

As soon as I got done counting, I saw something flying towards me from the corner of my eye and instinctively moved back where I knew someone was waiting for me.

I felt some arms wrap around me, trapping my arms by my side, squeezing me as hard as she could, locking her fingers, this set up reminding me of a Russian suplex.

I looked to my right where I saw the other girl, a small pill of rocks the size of a finger ready to throw at a moments notice.

I also look up the final person, coming from up above with a fully charged kick, everything stacked in his favor.

I lifted my leg up pretty casually right before he was about to throw the kick and meet it with my slightly bent leg and then straightened it out, using the force to push him back and both me and the girl down on the hard cement floor.

Breaking her lock on me and making her lose her breath from the sheer force she hit her back on the hard floor.

Right as I landed on my back on top of her, I grabbed a small pebble no bigger then my nail off the ground and threw it at the rock sniper girls forehead with enough for to cause some bleeding and disorientat her for a second.

Right after the guy landed, I was already in the air, pulling my legs back to my chest and then shooting them out as hard and fast as I can with the heal of my foot hitting his stomach directly, making him lose all the air in his lungs and collapse to the floor in pain, passing out while clutching his stomach.

Right after that, I switched as quickly as I could and used my elbow to directly strike her chin, making her brain rattle like a ping pong ball, fully knock her out as well and probably giving her a concussion at the same time.

I jumped to my feet and sprinted towards the rock sniper girl who was still trying to get her mind back to function properly again.

I got behind her without her noticing and put her in a chokehold, causing her to pass-out in no time.

I dropped her to the ground and looked around at those I beat, standing at the center of it all.

And yet I still feel nothing as I look at what I did nor my actions. Not a drop of sweat, no increase of heartbeat, not even boredom.

I look over at the final one of the group, still sitting on top that brick wall, having watched everything unfold yet wasn't even showing any reaction to it.

Then a sound began to echo across the street. One I hadn't heard in a long time and least expected to hear in this place.

Laughing.

He was laughing.

Not one filled with malice or anything of that sort, but a genuine heartfelt laugh.

And something within me echoed that laugh.

It felt like a cloth had been removed from my entire body and I could finally breath again, exist again.

My lips began to open, then curl up into a smile, then I began to laugh as well.

It was a truly ethereal, and unreal moment that I couldn't find the words to even begin to describe what I felt at that very moment.

All I knew was that I was finally me again.

I am Kyoki. The first child and only son of the strongest people in the world. Even if it's a sin, I'll hold pride in that.

When I went home that night, I was a completely different person. Actually, no, I wasn't a different person. I just returned to my normal self with a new goal in mind.

I closed up my wound with the equipment I had at my house and got to thinking of how I'm gonna finish my new goal.

I left behind a message for anyone who come by my door and left one inside for my sister who I know will inevitably find it.

That night, I disappeared. Not in a bad way or anything, just no one was able to keep track of me because I was constantly moving around.

I went out and returned to the world as a whole, making the entire world my play space.

I did just about every activity the world had to offer, learned a few things, and just continued to do whatever I felt like.

However, I wasn't just going around like a headless chicken, I was going by a path I set out for myself.

A path marking every major and rising criminal group in the entire world.

Due to the power and wealth I built up for myself despite being so young and by my current living conditions, I was actually probably among the most reach people in the world in wealth alone so it was quite easy finding out just about everything I wanted to know.

The few things I couldn't figure out using my wealth, I figured out myself just by abusing my power a bit.

I was going from criminal group to criminal group, destroying them one by one.

From every town, to every city, I destroyed everything in my path like a hurricane.

For anyone else, this would've obviously been impossible or just pointless, but not for me.

My name was already big across the world and I made no attempt to hide the fact it was me who was doing it.

Infact, it was the opposite. I actively went out of my way to put my face out there and even went as far as to tell the world in advance who I was going after next after I just destroyed another.

It was something the world itself couldn't help but to look at. They were looking as one by one, entire criminal organizations were getting absolutely crushed one by one like domino.

And no one could stop it, even if they wanted to. It was an absolute show of power and might never seen before.

By the time a month had passed, criminal organizations were destroying themselves, trying to hopefully avoid getting destroyed like those before them did, but it was pointless.

Even after they disbanded and scattered, all that did was slow the inevitable by a few hours at most.

Every member was hunted down, didn't matter if there were a few dozen or few thousand, they all appeared on the streets they thought they ruled with injuries covering them head to toe.

It was like a natural disaster that simply wouldn't stop.

It didn't even matter what weapons they had, because I had better ones.

It took a short 6 months for every major criminal organization across the world to simply get crushed.

Over 100 million people ended up in hospitals in those 6 months. And still, the only reason it took this long was because of travel time.

Of course, crime being crime, it tried to replace everything I crushed with something new, only to get crushed as well. And they knew who it was. Everyone did.

My existence became impossible to ignore, even small time thieves who knew were on the other side of the world of me still feared I'd be standing infront of them every time they turn a corner at night.

By the end of it, crime across the entire world cut down to less then 10% of what it was last year and continued to go down more by the hour.

I stopped becoming humans in the eyes of the world. I became a living legend. Some people even thought I was just a myth, which I took great pride in.

And just like I appeared and suddenly went on a rampage, I stopped.

Infact, it's better to say I disappeared off the face off the face of the earth.

Not before leaving one final message to the world though, simply saying to go on ahead and regroup and get strong again, because I want to crush a big organization again.

And after seeing what I had did, those words echoed through the world. Words that would have been something laugh at had it been anyone else instead made them silent.

Groups would voluntarily disband and destroy themselves to make sure they don't appear on my radar.

The biggest and strongest were crushed by something even stronger because they were so big, so they just had to stay small and weak. It was safer that way.

This was the thought process of every criminal left remaining in the world, even solo criminals either went for much smaller crimes or just stopped all together.

This inadvertently made the job of the police much easier since now they were practically just locking up the crumbs left behind from what remained.

People tried to find me, mainly my sister, but I was always just one step ahead due to me having prepared for this beforehand since I started my rampage.

I constantly messed with her though. While she was out looking for me, I would sneak in her place and mess with her stuff, usually leaving letters behind taunting her which I knew was getting her pissed by getting outsmarted by me.

I continued to do this until I somehow ended up here.

I was nowhere now, a void surrounding me that seems to stretch out endlessly.

I looked at my body as saw there was no body, just a pure manifestation of blindingly bright and varying lights that somewhat resembled my the shape of my body.

As I tried to move like I would if I had my body, the lights moved like my body would, further confirming that this indeed is my body, or at least something like my body.

With nothing to really do in the darkness beside move around, I thought.

I crossed the things like looked like my arms and legs and held them there, like I was sitting on something, and just thought.

I thought about my life, my actions, my efforts, my emotions, and moments of my life.

There was a lot and it certainly wasn't easy, I've suffered my fair share in life.

But it was all worth it.

'If I were stuck here for the rest of eternity I wouldn't mind...' I thought.

It was truly peaceful, but for some reason I knew this wouldn't last long so I just enjoyed it to the most.

After some time, the darkness began to shift.

No, for better term, it condensed at one point. I saw it condense and leave behind a beautiful universe that it was preventing me to see, shining in all types of colors and patterns, each complimenting each other.

After some time, the darkness finished condensing into countless spheres and then watched as all of them morphed into a long robe, covering a person.

No, it wasn't a person, it just looked like one. That's what my intuition was screaming at me.

I saw what I could only assume was a few thousand of these things that I could only see the face of, or where a face should be but lacked any defining features. Each were infront of a small light, of countless different variations colors.

Some were only one color, other's were multiple. But none of them looked like mine nor even resembled my shape. Infact, I looked closer to those entities in those robes.

However, none of them seemed to be looking at me. I was debating getting closer to them or not before I was suddenly stopped by the sound of voices, countless voices that I could each hear perfectly somehow.

Each voice I heard was coming from those small lights and each sounded human.

As I was processing them all, I questioned how I knew those voices were coming from those lights.

How did I even heard all of them and understood them?

Wasn't I in space or something?

Sound shouldn't be able to travel in a vacuum.

Actually, am I even breathing?

As I was thinking to myself and asking to myself many questions, I heard a second set of voices seemingly responding to the set of humans but these other guys weren't quite right.

And just humans, I could hear everything they were saying, but each were speaking of with the same voice and tone.

They went back and forth, speaking to each other and explained things to those lights that I quickly realized were human souls, or at least a manifestation of it.

Apparently they were each chosen to participate in a event. A chance to continue their story by getting sent to another world.

Each of them will be sent to a different world yet similar worlds so it's not unfair to anyone and will be sent to the other world in their primes since some of them had injures due to accidents or age has simply caught up to them.

They were also given some knowledge and money to help them start of with until they are able to fight for themselves in the new world as well as a player window to help them decide which path they want to go on.

I also figured out that those entities in the robes are deities.

It was information back to back to back, and I caught all of it.

However, as soon as they were done talking, they were each sent flying into the universe around me, each flying like beautiful meteors of different colors before disappearing somewhere out of sight.

When I saw all of them leave, I realized I probably shouldn't be here and tried to move away, only to end up moving much faster and farther then I intended, going a few galaxies away in an instant.

I stopped and looked around, unsure what to do now. I try to control myself a bit better with great success and wander around aimlessly.

Eventually I approaching a new galaxy and go to the center of it.

As I approach, I realize that I these things I thought were stars, weren't. They were entire universes. Each and every light I saw wasn't a star, it was a universe.

Countless upon countless of universes.

I flew by countless already and decided to head back to where I was before. It was at least a starting point for me.

I quickly made it back and began to explore this multiverse. I had no real aim or goal here, I just went with my instinct.

Eventually, I stopped by a universe. It looked no different from the rest yet for some reason I felt something pulling me towards this one.

I took a deep breath, or at least something like one and felt something flow inside me, like I took a few things I wasn't supposed to have but I didn't really care.

I reached out and touched the universe with my bare hands and went into it, a blinding light consumed me before things went dark again.

In an instant, a brilliant flash of life engulfed my vision and then it faded away quickly.

I had open my eyes and blinked a few times. I was looking at a unfamiliar ceiling. It was quite fancy looking with it's design and chandelier.

I turned my head to see where I was and found a very luxurious room and I was on a big comfy bed. There were some people near the door who seemed to have just entered. They seemed to be wearing female garments. 2 woman. The looks on their faces were once of shock and I saw some small tears building up at the ends of their eyes as they looked at me.

Before I could even say anything they screamed really loud and one of them rushed towards me while the other stood by the door, both with a big smile on their faces.

"He's awake! He's finally awake!" The one by the door screamed behind her. After she said that she also followed behind the other maid towards me.

They went to my bed side and cried happily by the mere sight of me. Soon enough, I heard countless footsteps rushing from behind the door.

Sure enough, a huge group of people soon busted through the door. All of them seemed rushed with some if them already having tears running down their cheeks. When they all saw me though, they all smiled happily and rushed over to my side.

Meanwhile, I was sitting up straight on my bed, confused as all hell of what's going on. It all happened to fast that I didn't even get enough time to properly access what's going on around me. I gained a general gist of it though from their reactions of me and what that maid said earlier.

Another pair of people could be heard running behind the door only a few seconds after the group. It sounded like only a few people though.

They rushed into the room even faster and more desperate then the others before them. It was 4 people. 1 man, 1 woman, and 2 girls. They were each wearing something very different from the ones that looked like maids around me. They were more formal looking, upper-class outfits you'd see if you were in older times.

When they each busted into the room, the maids and butlers around me moved out of the way so they could see me. When they saw me, their desperate faces turned into one's of happiness. The girls ran over to me and hugged me tightly.

Even though they looked young, they looked big to me for some reason. That's when I finally realized when I saw my arms. They were smaller then before I died and my skin was nice and soft. I was younger, but it didn't seem like by a large margin. It's no wonder everything looked bigger to me since I looked around...

After a lot of crying and hugging, they finally calmed down. The nicely dressed man sent the ones that looked like maids off. They looked reluctant, but left nonetheless.

"Are you okay? Are you in any pain?" The man asked with a concerned tone.

"I'm fine. Just a little tired. But, who are yall?" I asked with a tone of confusion. I already guessed but it wouldn't hurt to ask. Anyways, this will allow me to create a story for myself using the excuse of amnesia.

They looked shocked and extremely sad. The looks on their faces changed from one's of happiness to sadness.

"Can you not remember us?" Asked the man with a shaky voice.

"No. I'm sorry." I said apologetically.

They were obviously very sad about this but after a few moments, they smiled again.

"It's fine. We'll just have to tell you." The man said, a slight tint of sadness lingering in his voice.

The girls got off the bed and went to the man and the woman, standing together with them.

"We are the Sano family. We are barons. You are our our son." He said it all clearly. It all felt sort of familiar but I couldn't quite place my finger on it. Either way, my intuition was right. This was my family. It seemed like I was the son of a baron in this new world which works just fine with me.

They each introduced themselves. My new father's name is William Sano. My new mother's name is Lia Sano. The oldest sibling, my oldest sister's name is Unie Sano. And my other older sister's name is Mari Sano. I am Alex, the youngest member in my family. We were all triplets so we were the same age, just minutes apart.

There was one commonality among us and that's the fact that they all have nice dark hair and sapphire red eyes that sparkled beautifully. It wasn't just that though, they themselves were each beautiful. It would be possible for each of these people to work as models in my old world.

They looked similar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it...

After they introduced themselves and told me my name, they left my room to give me some space to myself and to accept it.

I'm thankful they did since now I have some time to remember what world I am since it does seem a bit familiar. I scoured my memories and found it pretty fast.

'...Is this really the world they sent me to?'

The world they sent me was a pretty popular game I grinded before my old family died.

A game simply called 'Adventure!' Even though the name is simple, the game is anything but simple.

The reason the game was good was so popular was for many reasons.

Probably the most popular reason being It was a because it was a damn good NSFW game which was on a whole other level then then every other NSFW game in the world!

It had amazing scenes and beautiful woman. Not to mention the seemingly endless number of endings possible.

The plot was actually pretty good too with little plot holes that any normal person playing the game could notice.

It was a absolute godsend of a NSFW game if you asked anyone.

Not to mention the fact that the gameplay itself was nothing short of amazing, even by itself.

It was even open-world. Even without the NSFW stuff, it could have potentially been put on the same level as games like gta, elden ring, and dark souls combined on sheer scale alone and had multiple secrets.

Sadly the storage necessary needed for it was crazy large as well. Some people had to delete a whole bunch of their games on their consoles to make room for it to fit in their consoles.

I even heard of some people just buying a whole other console just for play this game and avoid deleting their other games. It was truly incredible.

Honestly, I can go on and on about it.

Oh, and by the way, I was ranked number 1 in that game when I last left. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I actually knew the game better then some devs.

But despite this, there were some things that simply weren't talked about much, or included in the game. One such example would be the the backstories of some things.

Either way, I saw a mirror in my room so I thought might as well and check myself out.

I got up and went over to a big mirror in my room.

I saw myself in the mirror and was almost shocked by who I was reincarnated as.

I was a big time villain in the story that made his big appearance on the second-half of the game.

Even if right now he was younger, there was no mistaking him. Scarlet red eyes that shined in the dark, his sharp teeth that looked almost like fangs and beautiful dark hair. Not to mention how handsome this guy is, even as a young adult.

Right now, if I were to take a guess, I'd say I was around my late-teens. At least 17. That means that the actual story hadn't begun yet since this guy and the main character are the same age and the main character was 18 at the start of the game.

Even though this guy made his debut in the second-half of the game, he was teased earlier on in the story, but not directly. It was hard to notice, but I caught on after enough play thoughs.

He was supposed to be in the same class as the main character but something happened to him and he didn't show up until way later on as a villain.

If I had to say anything about the version of the man I fought countless times in-game, and the man in the mirror, it would be the sheer difference. This guy, Alex, looked much more innocent and soft then the villain I fought before.

This was probably the only genuinely shocking part to me. He actually looked better this way in my eyes. It gave off a innocent charm.

Even though this guy is so handsome, he was extremely controversial for many reasons. First was the fact that he could NTR the main character if he made even a single wrong choice when against him. So in order to not get NTR'd you would need to try again and again as to not make a single mistake otherwise you get the NTR ending. He was a huge headache for me when I played. Although he was always a challenging opponent for me so it gave me the thrill of a challenge.

The second reason was actually because of how difficult this guy was to deal with. Many players quit the game because they simply couldn't beat this guy. He was closer to being the final boss on the difficulty scale then the actual final boss. This actually made me like his character just a little because of this. No matter how many times I went through the game and tried over and over again for every possible ending, this guy always gave me a little thrill in battle.

Most people thought I was crazy when I said this, but I didn't care. Got to respect a man's strength at least, even if they are scum heroin stealer.

Suddenly, windows popped out infront of me.

[The system:Heroine stealer has been awakened!]

[Mission: Steal the heroines from the main character.]

[Penalty: Painful death]

"...huh?"