The last memory etched into Issei Hyoudou's soul was one of betrayal. Cold, searing pain surged through his chest, not from heartbreak—but from a spear of divine light. It had pierced him clean through, his breath stolen mid-scream. His body collapsed in an alley, twitching, twitching… then still.
Above him, the girl he thought liked him—beautiful, shy Yumma Amano—smiled sweetly. The gentle mask cracked as black wings flared behind her.
"Goodbye, Issei," she whispered.
Raynare.
A fallen angel bathed in deceit and blood.
And then—darkness.
But it wasn't the end.
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Warmth.
That was the first thing he felt. Not the blistering agony of death, nor the endless void of nothingness. No, this warmth was different—deep, encompassing, as if the world itself cradled him in its arms and whispered: Live.
Issei opened his eyes slowly. Above him, the soft golden glow of a chandelier shimmered across a velvet-red ceiling. The scent of lavender danced faintly through the air, mingling with something warmer… comforting. The sheets beneath him were impossibly soft, like clouds woven from silk.
And then, he heard it—soft, rhythmic breathing beside him.
Turning his head, Issei's breath caught.
There, nestled beneath the sheets with a faint smile on her lips, was Rias Gremory. Her crimson hair flowed across the pillow like a river of blood and fire. Her skin was porcelain kissed by moonlight, smooth and perfect. She looked peaceful—divine, even.
"Am I… dreaming?" Iessi whispered.
A metallic chime echoed through his skull.
[System Log: Supreme Task System Integration Initiated.]
[Welcome, Host: Issei Hyoudou. You are now bound to the Supreme Task System.]
The voice was mechanical, emotionless—yet something ancient trembled beneath the words.
[You have been reincarnated as a Devil by Rias Gremory, your Master. You are now her Pawn.]
He sat up with a sharp breath, clutching the blanket against his chest. His heart thundered.
"I'm… alive?"
[Affirmative. Your human body was destroyed. Your soul has been reforged in demonic energy. Welcome to your second life.]
He turned his gaze back to Rias, his voice low, shaken.
"She… saved me?"
[Correct. And with that salvation comes purpose. You are the host of the Supreme Task System. Your destiny has changed.]
Issei stared into space, trying to process it all—the pain, the death, the rebirth, the girl beside him who had somehow rewritten fate. His hand trembled as he reached for her, brushing a scarlet lock away from her cheek.
He was no longer human. He was no longer just Issei Hyoudou.
But why?
"…Why me?" he asked aloud, his voice barely a whisper. "Why choose me?"
The system responded, but this time, its tone shifted—darker, deeper, as though speaking from beyond time itself.
[Because my creator chose you. The Outer God of Stories—the First Quill. His words forge worlds, birth legends, and twist fate itself. Every fiction you consumed, every story you loved… they are real to Him. And now, He writes you into His next myth.]
[Some of His own characters walk your world now. But you will meet them in time, dear Host. For now, the page turns… and your saga begins.]
The hair on Iessi's arms stood on end.
He wasn't just part of a system. He was chosen by a cosmic storyteller—a god of tales whose quill bled universes.
The next chime of the system was almost comforting in comparison.
[Initiating Starter Tasks. Completion required for basic rewards.]
Golden text unfurled before his eyes, glowing with subtle, divine light:
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Starter Task 1: Initiate Physical Contact with Rias Gremory
Objective: Fondle her breasts while gripping her buttocks.
Time Limit: 10 Minutes
Reward: Sunshine – Ability of Escanor, Lion Sin of Pride
Bonus: +20 Affection – Rias Gremory
Starter Task 2: Escort Rias to Kuoh Academy
Reward: True Dragon Bloodline – Awaken Primordial Heritage
Starter Task 3: Delete Half of Your Porn Collection
Reward: +10 Charisma, +5 Overall Sex Appeal
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He stared blankly.
"This is insane," he muttered.
[Failure to comply will result in forfeiting rewards. The choice is yours. Will you remain powerless, or rise and conquer?]
Raynare's cruel smile flashed in his mind like lightning. The spear. The helplessness. His body bleeding out as his killer turned away like he was nothing.
No. Not again. Never again.
"I'll do it," he whispered. "I'll trust you—just this once."
Gently, cautiously, he moved closer to Rias. She was so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her. His hand slipped under the covers and rested on the soft curve of her hip. Her warmth seared him like fire. He hesitated… and then cupped her backside.
She stirred, murmuring in her sleep.
He swallowed hard. His other hand reached for the swell of her breast, sliding under her nightgown. The skin beneath was smooth and warm, the weight of her chest heavy in his palm. He leaned down, his lips brushing the soft peak.
And suckled.
A soft gasp escaped her lips.
"Mmm…"
Emboldened, he moved to her other breast, more confident now. Her breathing hitched. She arched slightly against him.
Her eyes fluttered open.
They were pools of sapphire moonlight, half-lidded and shimmering with heat.
"Oh my," she purred. "What do we have here? Such a bold Pawn I've resurrected."
Issei froze mid-suckle.
"I-I can explain—!"
She pressed a finger to his lips, smirking.
"Hush," she whispered. "You're mine now. If you wanted to play… all you had to do was ask."
[Task 1 complete. Reward distributed.]
[Congratulations. You have unlocked: Sunshine – Escanor's Ability. Solar power scales with confidence and time of day.]
[Affection from Rias Gremory increased by 20.]
Suddenly, his chest burned—not with pain, but with power.
A radiant heat burst forth from within him, his skin glowing faintly as golden embers danced along his veins. The sensation was divine—like touching the heart of the sun.
"What… is this?"
Rias blinked, leaning back slightly as her gaze roamed his glowing form.
"You're… glowing," she murmured. "And this magic… it's divine."
He stared at his trembling hands, strength building with each heartbeat.
"I think it's time I explain on the way to school," he said, still in awe.
She laughed—a low, sensual sound that made his knees weak. She stretched, the sheets slipping further, revealing pale skin and soft curves.
"I think I'll enjoy this new you," she teased. "Let's walk together. I want to see what else you're hiding."
[Task 2: In Progress]
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Later That Morning – On the Way to Kuoh Academy
The sun was barely cresting the horizon, casting golden light across the quiet streets. Issei walked beside Rias, their steps slow, measured. A light breeze ruffled their clothes.
"So," Rias said after a beat, "do you feel different?"
"Stronger," he admitted. "Confident. Like I could punch a god and make it apologize."
She laughed. "That sounds more like my kind of Pawn."
He glanced at her. "What does being a Devil really mean?"
She looked thoughtful.
"We're born from contracts, power, and bloodlines. You serve me, yes, but you are your own being now. And your power is… unusual. It doesn't feel entirely devilish."
"It's the Sunshine ability," Issei replied. "I think it's tied to some warrior named Escanor."
Her eyes widened. "From the myths of Britannia? The Lion Sin?"
"Yeah. That's what the system told me."
"The system," she repeated, intrigued. "I don't know what this system is, Issei, but keep it a secret."You're not just evolving, Issei… you're rewriting the rules."
He glanced toward the sun, a grin tugging at his lips as its light bathed his skin.
"I think that's the point."
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That Night – Gremory Estate
Issei sat on the balcony, staring at the moon. His heart still raced from the day's revelations.
A soft chime echoed in his mind.
[Host… Do you understand now why you were chosen?]
"I think I'm starting to," he whispered. "But there's still more, isn't there?"
[Far more. You are a character reborn in the story of a god. One who now walks among the legends of your world. Soon, you will meet others—dragons, angels, beasts of fiction brought to life. Some will seek your blood. Others… your heart.]
He exhaled slowly.
"Then I'll face them all. No more running."
[Good. Then let us write history together, Issei Hyoudou. Let your story be the one they remember.]
The moon watched silently above, its light cool and gentle.
Beneath it, the boy who had once been slain by betrayal now stood reborn—his soul ignited by a story not his own, but one he would claim with blood, flame, and desire.
The path to the Harem King had begun… but the road ahead was one of gods, legends, and dragons yet untamed.