The night wind carried the scent of death.

  My vilge... my home… all turned to ash. Fmes still licked the broken wood, dancing like devils in the wreckage. The ground was bck, soaked with blood, and the sky—burned red, as if weeping for all that had been lost.

  And in the middle of it all, I stood alone.

  “…There’s nothing left…”

  The words fell from my lips. Soft. Hoarse. Empty.

  My hands trembled, not from pain, but from truth. Faces I knew—people who once smiled at me—were all gone. Old Doy, the grumpy bcksmith. Little Leya, who chased butterflies barefoot. My mother… my father…

  All gone.

  I gripped the hilt of my sword. My fingers stiff with dried blood. Cold sweat slid down my spine. My heart pounded, desperate and wild. But I was still alive.

  And I hated it.

  My name is Rei Virellia.

  Once… I was just an ordinary girl, from another world. A normal human. But whether by curse, karma, or a god’s sick joke, I woke up in this new world—no longer just a girl.

  I became something else.   A futanari.

  This body is stronger. Faster. More sensitive. And more... hungry. There's a craving inside me I never knew before. A drive to dominate. To touch. To cim.

  I tried to ignore it. But tonight, surrounded by blood and ash, I realized something—

  That craving... is what keeps me alive.

  I wiped the dust and blood from my face, then called forth the translucent window floating before me—cold and silent, like the whisper of fate.

  [Status]

  Nama: Rei Virellia

  Race: Human (Futanari)

  Level: 5

  Css: Fighter

  Strength: 22

  Endurance: 18

  Agility: 16

  Wit: 12

  Lust: 31

  Active Skill:

  ? Fme Drive

  ? Piercing Edge

  ? Lust Overload

  Special Traits:

  ? "Dominant Physique" – Strength and charm increase when aroused.

  ? "Futanari Blessing" – Lust-based skills gain additional effects.

  My eyes lingered on that number—Lust: 31—and I let out a dry chuckle. Ridiculous. This world is insane. But if lust is a weapon, then I’ll sharpen it to perfection.

  I stopped in front of what was left of my home. Broken beams, burnt cloth, a half-melted doll once loved by a neighbor’s child. My old world was dead. But a new world waited.

  To the west, there’s a city. The first city on every map. A pce full of warriors, mages… and beautiful women.

  A faint smirk touched my lips, even as my heart ached. Maybe there, I could start over. Become an adventurer. Hone my power. Feed my hunger. And maybe—just maybe—conquer this world, one moan at a time.

  Because this body isn’t just a sword.

  It’s a temptation.

  “I am Rei Virellia” I whispered. “And I won’t stop until this world kneels before me”

  I turned my back on the ashes of the fme.

  And so began my journey—

  a path of lust, steel, and domination.