When Chris Johnson opened his eyes, an unbelievable sight opened before him. His last memory was of him lying comfortably in his bed, trying to fall asleep. It seems he succeeded, but this dream felt way too real. 

What the hell? Chris thought while observing his surroundings. He stood at the center of a luxurious grand hall. Marble floor under his feet, golden chandeliers with glowing jewels instead of lamps above his head and strange shining stones that surrounded him in a mystical formation. Tens of people looked at him with eyes filled with awe and excitement. 

"Welcome! Welcome to Immensia, oh, brave Hero! Thank you for accepting our summon!" 

An elderly man with a long grey beard approached Chris with his hands wide open. His voice filled with respect and trepidation. 

Accepted your summon? Why can't I remember doing anything like this? 

The old man looked like a typical mage from fantasy stories - long robe inscribed with glowing runes, two-meter long white staff in his hands, and eyes filled with hidden wisdom. 

Is it a so-called lucid dream? It means I can do whatever I want here, hehe! 

Chris tried to use his willpower to make himself fly or to transform the old into a hot milf, but those attempts weren't successful. Apparently, it was not a dream. 

The fuck? Was I summoned in another world as some kind of Hero like in those stories I've read? It is interesting to read about someone else doing it, but why should I risk my life for some shitty kidnappers? 

Chris was confused and decided to play along for now. He silently listened the old mage's explanation. 

It seems that in this world, there is magic, there are monsters and even demons. Humanity is divided into many nations and can't contest against a powerful coalition of demons. This is why humans live only on the territory with relatively thin mana, and they survived so far only because powerful demons aren't interested in them. But, according to a certain prophecy, everything will change soon. And here come Summoned Heroes! They are the only hope of humanity to survive this unequal war against demons that are destined to start soon. 

Before Chris could start to complain about the violation of his human rights and ask them to return him to Earth, the mage invited the youth to meet the king of this country. 

Accompanied by the old mage, his male apprentice, and ten guards in full-body armors, the newly summoned Hero entered a magnificent audience hall. 

On the tall golden throne inlaid with precious gems, a middle-aged man sat comfortably and calmly looked at Chris with his pale blue eyes. On the man's head was an exquisite golden crown, his clothes luxurious and extravagant. The identity of the middle-aged man was apparent.

This king really loves the gold, doesn't he? Chris secretly sniggered. 

On the king's right side stood a young man with sharp features and cold, emotionless eyes. His hands held a silver spear with dim runes inscribed on it. His attire was plain and unfit for a royal bodyguard. 

For some reason, this guy annoys me, the Hero thought.

On the king's left, two gorgeous women stood. One of them was a girl in her mid to late teens, full of youthful appeal. Her face delicate and lovely, her blond hair short and her pale blue eyes filled with curiosity. Near her, a graceful and elegant woman who seemed to be in her early thirties gently smiled at Chris, sensing his gaze. 

Wow, I guess I should change my view on the situation. Fuck Earth, I'll stay here! Those two are hotter than any woman I have ever seen. Those are probably the queen and the princess. Both of them are busty as hell, and just looking at them almost made my little friend erect, hehe.

Chris Johnson always was someone with an overactive libido, and his hypersexuality made him experience some problem through twenty years of his life. He was tall and rather handsome, so finding a girlfriend wasn't a problem for him. The problem is - one girl just wasn't enough to satisfy him. He wanted to fuck each girl he ever encountered, and the fact that not all women were willing was something that disturbed him even more than his uncontrolled desire. 

Hehe, I'm a Hero, right? It means I would be the strongest here one day, and the king wouldn't be able to stop me even if I wanted to bang his wife. And the princess will probably be mine even before that. She will jump on my dick after a little bit of encouragement, and the king would be only happy. 

In his hoarse and deep voice, the king explained the current situation of his little kingdom. Then, at last, it was the time for him to tell the Hero how exactly his powers work. 

So in this world, people have levels like in a video game, except it isn't so simple to level-up for an ordinary person? Royalty and nobles are born with the so-called "reserved levels", so they'll naturally grow stronger even without doing anything, but after achieving their basic limit, they barely get any experience from monsters. Commoners, on the other hand, have very low starting levels but can level-up by risking their life. Except, most of them die in the process long before they are able to achieve anything. And I, as a Hero, have no such limits. I get more experience than a commoner and have a high reserved level as royals do. Moreover, my class is one of the best from the very start. It means that as long as I train a little and then kill enough monsters, I would be one of the strongest existences in this world. Hehe, in this world where personal power means everything, I'll use my status as Hero to make a harem full of hot girls! And your wife and daughter would be the first candidates, heh.

While listening to a dignified and deep voice of the king, Chris Johnson already made his plans for the future. 

After explaining how power works in this world and helping Chris to check his Status screen, the king started to promise all sorts of rewards to encourage the Hero to help them. Most of the rewards were money and land, but he also swore to find a way for Chris to return back to Earth. At the end of his speech, the king asked if there was something the Hero wants now. And it was the chance Chris Johnson waited for. 

"I appreciate your hospitality, Your Majesty, and I'm willing to help your country," the Hero said while feigning respect, "but there is one matter that truly pains my heart."

"Speak freely, oh brave Hero," the king replied in a dignified voice. "As long as it is within my capability, I will do my best to solve your problem."

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"You see, your Majesty," Chris unhurriedly explained, "by being summoned to this world, I got separated from my beautiful girlfriend. And I'm a man who can't survive for long without the warm affection of a lovely lady..."

Most people present became stunned for a moment. Only the royal bodyguard remained expressionless and stood in his place like a statue, coldly observing. The princess was the one to react the most, her face crimsoned in embarrassment.

The king made a few fake coughs and then said, "I understand your concern very well. There would be a maid...no, three maids of your choice, to attend you later in the evening." 

"It seems you misunderstood me, Your Majesty!" Chirs exclaimed with a pained expression as if being hurt by the king's words, "I'm not interested in a servant who'll serve me because of my status. Your actions separated me from my beloved girlfriend, and so, in exchange, I want to find a real relationship with someone here. I want to have a lover who fits my status."

The king creased his brows for a moment, realizing that the Hero implies. 

"Fortunately," Chris Johnson continued, "I already met a lady of my dreams. I don't want riches and titles, Your Majesty. My only request is to have your permission to court your beautiful daughter. I fell in love with her from the first sight." 

After saying all of this, the Hero humbly kneeled on one knee and lowered his head, while secretly smirking, heh, you can't reject my request now, right, Your Majesty?

Hearing the Hero's request, the audience was more silent than ever. The princess's face was completely crimson, and she hid it with both of her hands, not daring to look at the Hero. Instead, she secretly glimpsed at the bodyguard.

After pausing for a while, the king started to talk calmly, "I understand your feelings, Hero. My daughter is my most important treasure, and she is the most brilliant gem of our country. But you are our future savior, so no one would be more suitable to be her husband than you. Still, I can't force my daughter to do something she isn't willing, so I only can give you my permission to court her and give you some opportunities to spend some time together." 

In fact, using his daughter to seduce the Hero to ensure that he wouldn't betray them later was something that the king considered long before the summoning. But his conscience didn't allow him to make this sort of heartless decision. Meliana was his only daughter, his only child. But if she truly becomes the Hero's lover on her own accord, then it would be a perfect outcome both for him and for the kingdom. 

"As you wish!" Chris replied, satisfied with the answer. 

I expected that in an aristocratic society, parents would decide the future of their children without giving them any choice, but it seems things here aren't much different from Earth. Well, it works for me either way. 

After the audience was over, it was already dark outside. It seems that the Hero summoning ceremony was held in the evening, so Chris didn't have much time to stroll around the castle. After having a small feast specially reserved for him, a cute maid guided him to his room. 

Hell, this food sure was amazing. I never ate anything like this in my whole life! I really love it here. Compared to that, my boring life from before sucks. 

After taking off his ordinary modern clothes, he effortlessly jumped in his king-sized bed. 

Moreover, I already feel how much stronger I became. If I return to Earth now, then becoming an Olympian champion would be effortless. I can't wait how much stronger my body will be after all my reserved levels would be released. 

Even though it wasn't long since he was summoned, but it seems that the process itself took a toll on his body, so Chris felt tired and somehow sleepy. Yet, he was just unable to calm down even while lying in an extremely comfortable bed. 

I always felt that I'm special. I always knew that I was born for greatness. And now I'm given a real chance. Here, I can shit on any rules as long as I'm strong enough. Here, no one can stop me from doing whatever I want as long as I'm strong enough. 

The Hero spent hours fantasying about the future in this new world. 

I already can imagine the face of this king when I'll show him how I bang both his wife and daughter at the same time, making them orgasm over and over. Hehe, it is just a matter of time before this whole kingdom would be my playground. I'll make all the hottest women a part of my harem, and it doesn't matter if they have a boyfriend or a husband. This would be a true paradise! Hell, I want to fuck...

Chris Johnson already started to regret that he rejected the king's offer. He would be very glad to welcome three sexy maids right now. 

Suddenly, the Hero felt uncomfortable for no reason. He didn't hear anything strange, and the room was as silent as before. But he felt that a pair of eyes locked on him—a pair of cold, ruthless eyes. He felt how shiver ran down his spine, making him shudder. He was afraid to open his eyes and confirm his fears.

Don't be stupid, Chris! You are the Hero. Who will dare to hurt you in the king's castle? Even if the king didn't say anything, but it is for sure that your room is properly guarded. If someone entered here, you would hear it. Just open your eyes and see that there is nothing to be afraid of.

He tried to calm himself down and convince that it was just his imagination. And so, his rationality overcame the instinctive dread and the Hero opened his eyes... 

...he regretted it immediately. 

Only one meter from his head, a dark shadow stood. Its eyes glowed with violet light and gloomily watched the Hero.

"W-who are you?" Chris asked in a quivering voice while his heart started to beat so fast that it was painful. 

The humanoid shadow didn't answer. After expecting it more carefully, Chris found out that it seemed to be a person in a black robe with a hood. The only thing that could be distinguished from its face was the cold eyes glowing with violet light. In its right hand, the shadow grasped a strangely familiar silver spear.

Its appearance reminded Chris of the so-called Grim Reaper. The only difference was that instead of a scythe, it held a spear. It didn't make it less horrifying and gloomy. 

"W-what do you want... from me?" Chris Johnson still didn't give up talking to the intruder. He assumed that if it wanted just to kill him, he would be already dead. 

What the hell is this thing? No, maybe it is just a person in a black hooded robe who uses some kind of scary magic on me. There are all sorts of magic in this world. Stupid king, why are your guards so fucking useless? 

The Hero started to brainstorm any possible way out of this predicament.

Wait a minute. This silver spear looks familiar. Right! The king's bodyguard held it in the audience hall, right? It is probably him... but why? Is it some sort of test? No, it wouldn't make sense. 

The Hero tried hard to rationalize the current situation, and then he found an answer he considered reasonable.

I remember now! When I confessed that I like the princess, she briefly glimpsed at him. Could it be they are secretly dating? And after my declaration, this guy felt threatened by my flawless self and decide to kill me out of jealousy? Fucking fool! I'm the great Hero who will save your kingdom and help the world. It should be your honor to give me your girlfriend. Of course, if I'll say it now, he would kill me... Just you wait until I'm strong enough, bitch. I'll make you pay for scaring me today. 

Of course, those were just his thoughts, and Chris said something completely different, "You are the royal bodyguard, right? Could it be you love the princess? You should have just told me so! I'm a man of high moral standing. I would never try and take someone else's lover! T-there is no reason for you to secretly invade my room at night, right?"

The "brave" Hero hurriedly talked with his shaking voice. His inner arrogance didn't help him to calm down at all. Those violet eyes locked on him were just too creepy and disturbing. 

Just when Chris Johnson wanted to add more excuses while clumsily trying to hide his body under the bed blanket, the shadow broke the silence. Its voice was deep, dignified, and emotionless. It penetrated the whole being of the Summoned Hero, making him unable even to move his finger.

"The Hero of Lust,

"You don't know your crimes,

"But I do.

"I'm the judge, and I'm the sinner.

"My purpose isn't justice, nor is it revenge.

"I just know one simple truth.

"You Heroes are the Scourge of Our World."

The Summoned Hero Chris Johnson forgot how to breathe. Before he knew, the silver spear inscribed with dim runes penetrated his heart. His eyes were wide open while he felt agonizing pain through his whole body. In his last moments, he tried to move his lips to ask the last question. But no sound came from his mouth. He just opened and closed it silently like a fish. Still, the shadow understood what the dying man wanted to ask: "Who are you?" Even if it was meaningless, the shadow answered. The cold words devoid of emotion echoed in the otherwise soundless room.

"The Heroslayer."