“Congratulations, young man! I have good news and bad news for you. Which would you like to hear first?”
In the depths of a black void, a captivating woman—her waist-length pink hair cascading around her, clad in a sweeping black gown, with six small, bat-like wings, black with crimson undersides, sprouting from her back, and a long, slender black tail ending in an inverted heart—spoke to the young man before her, her eyes shimmering with seductive allure.
“Forget the good news and bad news for a moment. Could you tell me who you are? And perhaps untie these ropes? Is tying me up like this some kind of special fetish of yours?”
The young man before her responded. Unfortunately, he was bound to a cross, utterly immobile, and the cross itself lay prone on the ground. From his perspective, this orientation would have afforded him a rather ‘wonderful’ view of the woman opposite, though his eyes, unfortunately, were obscured by a blindfold, leaving him in total darkness. Incidentally, the young man’s body was currently reverting to its most primal state.
“Oh my, what an ill-mannered little rascal! It’s common courtesy to introduce yourself before asking for someone else’s name.”
“Who are you calling an ill-mannered rascal?” the young man retorted. Yet, upon reflection, he conceded the point and began to introduce himself.
“My name is Ji Qianye. I’m 24 years old, a student, currently residing in dormitory 444—specifically, room 4, on the fourth floor of building 4 at ** University! I’m unmarried and not currently dating. Because my biological parents divorced and then both remarried, neither willing to relinquish custody, I effectively have four nominal parents. I work four part-time jobs a week. I don’t smoke, occasionally drink, engage in self-pleasure four times a day, and don’t get into bed until after midnight. It takes me forty minutes to fall asleep, and I wake up four times every night, always before four in the morning. Each time, I greet the dawn feeling as utterly exhausted as a forty-year-old man. Doctors have even called my current physical condition a miracle.”
“Oh my, truly a miracle!” The woman’s laughter was captivating, almost bewitching.
“Now, it’s my turn. Allow me to introduce myself: I am Celia Agrate, the goddess responsible for transmigration in your region!”
“Transmigration? Does that mean… I’m already dead?”
“Oh my!” Celia feigned surprise. “Young man, I didn’t expect you to be so clever! You’ve guessed the bad news I was about to deliver in one go!”
“Any fool could have guessed that!” Ji Qianye’s voice suddenly rose.
“But then again, how exactly did I die? It doesn’t make sense that my body couldn’t withstand a little wear and tear!”
“That’s only natural!” Celia, at some point, had moved her head close to Ji Qianye’s ear, softly blowing a puff of air. A soft sigh escaped her lips. The sudden rush of a mature woman’s scent sent a shiver through Ji Qianye’s entire body.
“That’s because when I was absorbing your vital essence, you little rascal, I accidentally took a bit too much. Poof! Your little life was gone!”
“Absorbing my vital essence?” Ji Qianye’s eyes, hidden beneath the blindfold, narrowed slightly. “Aren’t you a goddess? How could you absorb my vital essence? Are you… a succubus?”
“Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding! Excellent answer, little Qianye!” Celia offered a small compliment, then exerted a slight pressure with her tail, and immediately Ji Qianye felt his hands and feet bound even tighter. “This is your reward. Please accept it!”
“Who wants this kind of reward… Wait, no, actually, this feels even more comfortable!” It turned out that Ji Qianye wasn’t bound by coarse hemp rope at all, but rather by Celia’s tail. As every part of a succubus’s body is inherently designed for pleasure, it was only natural for Ji Qianye to feel increasingly comfortable. Especially since Ji Qianye’s own ‘Pillar of Heaven’ had already sprung to attention, ready to ‘drive’ at any moment.
“Hey, Qianye! Would you like to transmigrate to another world and gain a second life? I promise you, you’ll arrive in a world brimming with beautiful girls, and you’ll become one of its most powerful races. This way, you can openly form a harem—the ultimate dream of you men! All you have to do is agree, and I can make it happen for you! Just say, ‘Let me transmigrate!’ and it will be done!”
“Hoo… hah!” Ji Qianye gasped, his breathing ragged, as he spoke. “If I agree to your terms, if I transmigrate to another world, will you truly let me have a harem?”
“Hmph, hehe!” An intoxicating fragrance wafted from Celia’s crimson lips. “Yes, I promise you. As long as you give me an affirmative answer, I can let you experience a harem life in another world. Answer me! Hurry and answer!”
“However, I refuse!”
“What?” Celia seemed utterly unprepared for anyone to refuse her; for a moment, even her tail ceased its rhythmic twitching.
“The thing I, Ji Qianye, enjoy most is saying ‘no’ to people who think they’re powerful! Just kidding, of course!” Ji Qianye had intended to say this, but Celia hadn’t heard a single word of it, her body trembling with rage.
“You… you played me?”
“No, I was just joking…” Before Ji Qianye could fully explain himself, Celia, with a graceful movement of her slender, jade-like fingers, slipped off her high heels. Her plump thighs, barely contained by black stockings, took a deliberate step forward.
“Wait, I’m just kidding! What are you doing?”
“Hmph! ╯^â•°” Celia seemed to reset to her default playful self. “My apologies, little rascal! Since you just played a trick on me, you naturally must accept your punishment! However, for you, this particular punishment will be more of a reward. You likely never experienced a sensation like this in your previous life, did you? Then please, enjoy it thoroughly!”
“I, Ji Qianye, would rather permanently lose my ‘little brother,’ turn into a girl, and lie beneath a man, than feel even an ounce of pleasure from you!”
“Is that so? Then I suppose I’ll simply follow your request, you little rascal!”
“This feeling is…” An unprecedented sensation, like an electric current, coursed from his spine all the way to Ji Qianye’s brain. Even though his eyes were blindfolded and he couldn’t see anything clearly, he still felt as if he were soaring through the clouds. He felt like a winged serpent, rising on the mist, flying towards the sky, to the very edge of the world. At the world’s edge stood a sky-supporting pillar, formed from a colossal turtle, known as the Pillar of Heaven. The Pillar of Heaven stood tall and firm, propping up the black night sky. The sky, trembling with power, rubbed against the Pillar of Heaven from time to time, and countless white clouds surged forth from within the Pillar, painting the black sky white and leaving their indelible mark.
“Oh my, that feels amazing!” Evidently, Ji Qianye couldn’t hold out for long. The sensation was utterly exhilarating, making him feel as though he wanted to burst into song. While he had certainly experienced such feelings on his own since starting university, he had never reached such a pinnacle of ecstasy. Celia’s black stockings were simply perfect, sending Ji Qianye beyond exhilaration. To describe it with an ancient poem, it was truly—’How fortunate, how blissful! I sing to express my will!’