A Sexual Apocalypse

Luther said to Meta, "I don't know what would've happened to me if you hadn't spotted this scythe."

Meta replied, "What do you mean? I was the one who summoned it. It's a reward for reaching level 5."

Luther raised an eyebrow. "Reward? You even give rewards? Whoa. Is there any other reward for me?"

Meta smirked. "Yup. Since you've just crossed level 10, here's a cloak as your reward." He handed Luther the cloak and explained, "This cloak increases the power of your weapon by 3% and boosts all your stats by 3 points."

Meta continued, "Now let me explain your stats. You have four major ones:

Strength: Increases raw physical power.

Agility: Enhances speed.

Defense: Boosts overall durability.

Physical: A unique stat for you. The higher it is, the stronger and more muscular you'll become."

Luther blinked. "Wait, will the physical stat improve my looks too?"

Meta scoffed. "Of course not. This isn't some web novel or anime!"

Luther sighed.

Meta then gave Luther an important piece of advice: "You shouldn't stay here for long. If you do, adult Xytherians will hunt you down. Your current power isn't enough to take on even one of them. And with the destruction caused by the meteorite, it's certain that some adults will come to investigate."

Taking the advice seriously, Luther decided to leave. Meta asked, "Where are you planning to go now?"

Luther shrugged. "I don't know yet."

Meta said, "How the fuck are you gonna be a soul reaper without knowing where to go. "

Luther remained silent and didn't say anything.

Bored, Meta shifted the conversation. "So, about that girl... What was she like?"

Luther hesitated but eventually described her. "She had white hair, pale skin, a cute voice, and a scar on her chest. She wasn't exactly 'hot.' Her body was average."

Meta's curiosity piqued. "How old was she? And what was her name?"

"I don't know her name," Luther replied, "but she looked around 16 or 17."

Meta froze. "WHAT THE HELL!? YOU SLEPT WITH A MINOR!?"

"It's not what you think!" Luther defended himself. "I didn't have a choice. Besides, it's not like she was a virgin. It's not my fault. If I hadn't done it, I'd be dead by now!"

Meta groaned in disgust. "I'm ashamed to be your comrade. Truly ashamed."

Luther shot back, "It's not like I enjoyed it! I had no other option!"

Meta, sensing Luther wasn't lying through their mental connection, decided to drop the matter. "Fine. Whatever. So, what's your plan from now on?"

Luther thought for a moment before declaring, "You know, my life's been nothing but misery. I've never felt the touch of a woman who genuinely cared for me. So, I've made up my mind—I'm going to create a harem."

Meta rolled his eyes. "A harem? Really?Disgusting."

Luther continued unabashed. "Not just any harem. A harem of virgin MILFs!"

Meta facepalmed. "Oh great. Why did I have to end up bonded to you? This is so embarrassing."

"Hey, what's wrong with doing what I like?" Luther retorted. "And wait—are you planning to leave me?"

"Impossible," Meta muttered. "I'm bound to you now."

Meta then asked, "But seriously, how do you plan to find virgin MILFs? I mean, with the Xytherians around, I doubt there's anyone left untouched."

Luther smirked. "There are still humans out there, hiding from the Xytherians. And I'm sure some of them are my future MILFs."

Meta taunted, "Sure, sure. Your 'virgin MILFs.' So, where exactly are you going to look for them?"

Luther revealed his plan. "The Xytherians have a slave center in New York. That's where they send newly captured humans. There's a good chance I'll find my first MILF there."

Meta processed the information and displayed a map. "Here's the way."

Luther asked, "Wait, you can even display me a map? "

Meta nodded.

Luther stared at the map, noticing red spots. "What are these red spots?"

"Those mark the locations of adult Xytherians," Meta explained. "In simple terms, your enemies."

Luther nodded. "And my current level is?"

"Level 12," Meta answered. "To take on an adult Xytherian one-on-one, you'll need to be at least level 15."

"Is there any other way to gain experience besides killing Xytherians?" Luther asked.

Meta listed the options:

Kill a Xytherian and eat its raw flesh.

Kill an animal and eat it uncooked.

Kill a human and eat their raw meat.

Luther mulled it over. "So the fastest way is to eat Xytherians?"

Meta nodded. "Yes."

Luther decided to hunt the animals but Meta declined and said to him, "All animals are under Xytherian control. They're force-breeding them for unknown purposes. Your only real option is to eat humans."

Luther accepted the grim reality without hesitation. "Fine. If eating humans is the only way to make my life better, so be it."

Meta, though disturbed, couldn't argue. He popped up the map again, showing yellow marks.

Luther asked about those yellow marks and Meta said, "These yellow marks indicate slave transport routes. You could target one of them."

Following the map, Luther found a group of slaves eating their miserable rations: alien excrement and human blood. Their drink? Human urine.

Meta asked, "Why are some given human blood and others human urine?"

Luther explained, "It's to categorize them. Slaves fed blood are food for Xytherian kids. Those drinking urine are laborers. And those given clean water are for breeding."

Meta scoffed. "Disgusting. Anyway, do you have a strategy?"

Luther nodded. "At night, male Xytherians mate with their females, leaving the slaves unguarded but still chained to rocks or trees. That's when I'll strike."

Meta said, "Oh, is that so? "

Luther questioned Meta, "Why the fuck you don't know about this? Even though you were created by a Xytherian scientist. "

Meta told Luther that even though he was created by a Xytherian, he was not given the information about this habit of Xytherians.

The Night Arrives

As expected, the Xytherians were preoccupied. Their loud moans echoed through the area.

Luther remarked, "These guys are beasts. Listen to how loud their females are."

Meta teased, "Jealous much? Focus on your task."

Approaching the slaves, Luther declared, "I'm here to free you! I'm human, just like you."

Slaves hesitated to believe him.

Luther had no choice but to convince them and after a long talk of 15 minutes, slaves believed his words.

Convinced, the slaves trusted him. Using his scythe, Luther broke their chains one by one and led them into a massive pit he'd dug with an enchanted shovel. The pit was 450m long, 200m wide, and 10m deep.

Few Minutes Ago

Luther asked Meta, "Hey, do you have anything known as shop. "

Meta popped up a screen infront of him and asked, "Is this a shop? "

Luther nodded and searched for a shovel.

He found some but questioned about something to Meta, "What is the meaning of 'blessed shovel'? "

Meta told him that those tools who have "blessed" in their name have some kind of enchantement. For example, this one shovel have an enchantement of instant dug.

Luther checked that shovel and it was perfect for him but it costed 100 coins.

He had no choice but to buy it.

Luther then used that shovel to dug a hole but the moment he touched the shovel to the ground, it got broke and then it disappeared.

Luther was not dissapointed because the shovel dug the required hole Luther wanted.

Present Time

All the slaves jumped into the hole.

Despite their injuries from the fall, the slaves still believed in Luther—until he revealed his true intentions.

"Don't worry," Luther said with a wicked grin. "I'll free you from all your pain—by granting you death."

They all started screaming and Luther told them, "There's no point in screaming. Those Xytherian bastard won't hear you because their ears are unable to hear anything going inside the ground. "

Ignoring their screams, Luther massacred them one by one. Blood soaked the ground as he indulged in his first human kills, feeling excitement instead of guilt.

Meta observed grimly. "You look like a true soul reaper."

Luther smirked. "Don't worry. I'll become one for real."

After consuming the bodies, Luther's level soared to 22. However, he couldn't eat them all due to his limited capacity and the disapearance of the dead bodies after 5 minute. Frustrated, he asked Meta, "What do I do about my stomach? If I can't eat more, I'm wasting potential experience."

Meta reassured him, "As you level up, your hunger will increase. You'll be able to consume more."

Luther also complained about the bodies disappearing. Meta explained, "You can store them using a Preserving Bag, but it is kinda costly. It costs 2 million coins."

"Two fucking million coins!?" Luther exclaimed. "Guess I'll have to start saving."

Meta suggested hunting high-level Xytherians or finding a Xytherian Amulet.

A type of amulet which doubles the coins obtained even from Xytherian dead bodies.

With renewed determination, Luther prepared to raid the slave center in New York—and find his first virgin MILF.

"I am coming my MILF, just wait for me. " said Luther with a proud smile.