Entering the small community within the cave, the initial impression wasn’t as dark as expected. There were no torches, but peculiar glowing stones adorned the walls. The status window had labeled them as luminous stones, and their performance surprised me.

    Seated on a crude wooden sculpture, a goblin with strange markings on its cloth and a black-haired woman who had just given birth to a goblin pup behind her were surrounded by other goblins.

    “Heh… heh… Spare me, please…”

    “You worthless brat, get yourself together.”

    Sweating profusely, I swung my club at the goblin, imbuing it with divine power.

    Thwack!

    The goblin’s head burst like a watermelon hit by a shotgun. Oh, in my excitement from planning to knock it down with a kick, I put in too much force.

    “Oh, damn.”

    One less dick. Subsequently, the goblins in the cave started screaming as they witnessed their compatriot’s head exploding.

    “But the status window… Is that woman okay? She’s unresponsive and bleeding.”

    Despite the presence of luminous stones, the cave was shrouded in darkness, making it hard to see anything beyond the black-haired woman, the goblin pup between her legs, and the slowly trickling red blood.

    —Status: Assimilation 91%. Lack of response to external stimuli suggests concerns ranging from mere unconsciousness to brain abnormalities. Direct contact is necessary for a more accurate diagnosis.

    While dicks are important, people are more so. Activating Bless and Holy Shield on myself, I leaped towards the woman, swinging my club.

    “Kek! Naked female! Assimilating through the board! Bear offspring for every compatriot killed!”

    “I’ve already borne five, cut me some slack!”

    “Oh, really? Then do it without whining! Thunderbolt!”

    Unjust. More offspring than kills, yet still complaining. A blue lightning bolt struck me. In that instant of realization, light appeared, and before I could blink, the lightning hit my Holy Shield.

    Compared to thunder striking from the sky, it weakened, but enough to repel a human easily.

    That bastard… Maybe it needs roasting instead of assimilation? Regardless, since it attacked me and could harm the black-haired woman, it needed to be dealt with.

    “Holy Arrow, triple shot.”

    Three arrows generated by divine power flew diagonally, altering their trajectory towards the goblin… the shaman.

    “Kek!”

    The goblin shaman panicked, evading the Holy Arrows as best it could, but not perfectly.

    “Ke-e-ek! My leg!!!”

    One Holy Arrow pierced the goblin shaman’s leg, rendering it immobile despite its ability to cast spells. But it wasn’t alone. Goblins from all directions charged towards me, drooling with intent.

    Seeing I wielded sacred magic without a weapon, their intention to overwhelm me in one swift rush was evident. However, I had my inventory.

    Summoning a steel greatsword, I gripped it with both hands, took a deep breath, and swung the sword with all my might. Of course, not forgetting the additives.

    “Holy Weapon!”

    The greatsword, now infused with divine power, began spinning. Blessed by the body and weapon, it boasted overwhelming speed, power, and slightly extended reach, cleaving through the charging goblins.

    Due to the blood fountain and weight, organs briefly flew up before falling back to the ground. Truly a gruesome sight, but I saw what came next.

    “Eek!”

    The goblin shaman, witnessing the massacre of its compatriots, trembled in fear. If it were to strike, it had to be now and swiftly.

    “Gulp!”

    Roar!

    I threw my full strength into the greatsword for a quick victory, aiming it at the goblin shaman. The goblin shaman, much like a female goblin (though I hadn’t heard its scream, it probably did), let out a piercing cry.

    Kwaaang!

    The sound of flesh and walls breaking echoed, and the goblin shaman was cleaved in half, meeting its demise.

    “What about the others?”

    Looking around, I saw the remaining goblins. There were only about four or five goblins left, trembling and cowering.

    “Th-there’s another one.”

    No, there were five. As I approached, I noticed one goblin that I had tied with a rope around its chest. Whether due to its vigorous movements or perhaps from releasing too much seminal fluid, it was now gasping for breath…

    Gulp.

    “Oh? It’s erect.”

    “Eek! No! I don’t want to extract semen like this anymore!”

    “Shut up, damn it! If you release watery semen, it leads to the path of perdition! Berororororop♡♡♡”

    Ignoring the goblin’s pleas to stop, I continued sucking on its member. However, finding it somewhat time-consuming, I decided to use a prostate stimulation stick I had purchased earlier at the store on the goblin.

    “Eeek!”

    Splurt, splururur♡

    As a result, the goblin’s member spewed semen like a dam bursting open, bringing joy to my mouth and tongue. And as if relishing the nutrients from my baby, it grew so much that my belly swelled a bit. With each gulp of semen, it continued to grow, eventually becoming an excellent bulging belly.

    Slurp♡ Slururururur♡♡♡

    —Seminal digestion. Accelerated fetal growth. Childbirth in 5 minutes.

    —Transformation acceleration 20%

    Another transformation occurred. However, the good news was that the cycle of childbirth pleasure had accelerated, so there was nothing to fear.

    “Kek! Splururur···.”

    “Oh? It’s dead. Well, it did serve its purpose quite well.”

    I discarded the one who could no longer produce semen. It seemed extracting thirty times in such a short time was too much for a goblin.

    I walked over to the woman, placing my hand on her shoulder to check if she was conscious.

    “Excuse me? Hello?”

    “… ”

    No response. I lifted her face with my remaining hand to check.

    Unfocused eyes. More precisely, dilated pupils and a nose bleeding crimson. And decisively… her heart had stopped.

    “… Is it too late?”

    —Condition: Brain death due to shock. However, only 1 minute has passed since brain death.

    —Condition: Sealing Curse of Sacred Power: Over time, the magical power within the body diminishes, reducing the difficulty to a beginner level.

    —Condition: Brave Soul. Due to mental and brain collapse, the soul has lost its light. If recovered, she can resume activities as a warrior. However, with the brain death diagnosis, the possibility is 0%.

    The status window revealed the woman’s condition. But what was that at the end?

    “Warrior?”

    —Affirmative. Based on physical information and appearance, the missing former warrior Aria’s probability is 99.5%.

    If it’s 99.5%, then it must be her.

    A warrior.

    In the game I played, it was a story of a lone heroine embarking on adventures, but in this world, there were warriors. Another element different from the game I played.

    And another factor to resist the Demon King’s army. Moreover, as befitting a female warrior, she was quite beautiful with large breasts. Oh, was this due to transformation? Anyway!

    “Can you display this guy’s stats?”

    —Name: Aria.

    —Condition: Tendon damage and curse.

    —Race: Transformation.

    —Occupation: Monster’s transformation. Former warrior.

    —Level: 49.

    —HP 150/30000 MP 0/2000 DP 0/600

    Status.

    —STR: 5 (damaged)

    —DEX: 5 (damaged)

    —INT: 0 (brain dead)

    —LUK: 0 (cursed)

    At first glance, her unrestricted level and impressive stats, unlike mine, caught my attention.

    Even with a decent level and high health, she couldn’t even pass as a village maiden.

    “Well, I’ll be leaving then… Status window, any solutions?”

    – Physical damage and curses can be restored to the current user’s level. However, the brain and mind that have already died cannot be restored. If brain activity is not resumed, death will occur after 2 minutes.

    “…So what’s the solution? I don’t want to miss out on the luck I’ve stumbled upon here instead of the lottery.”

    Meeting an unexpected individual in an unexpected place, if this opportunity is missed, who knows when there will be another chance to reduce the burden of demon subjugation.

    – It is possible to replace the shattered mind. Therefore, when this system seizes control of the hero’s body, bodily functions return to normal.

    “…You’re saying you’re leaving? Then what about my chicken!!!!”

    – The system’s authority does not disappear, and the mind remains connected to the user. There is no loss of functionality so far, and this is akin to an upgrade.

    If that’s the case, it’s fortunate and there is no reason to refuse.

    “What’s the method?”

    – The user just needs to bring the incantation to their lips for resolution. The rest will be handled by the system. To solve the problem, 500 DP is required along with some trait replication and genetic information.

    “I agree.”

    I lifted my potion to ensure the hero’s lips touched the incantation.

    – Installation preparation complete. Caution: Expect some shock during installation. Childbirth probability 80%.

    “Whoa, wait!”

    I urgently made a hand gesture and took out a modification tool from my inventory to activate it.

    “I almost forgot. Alright, proceed with the installation.”

    – Confirmed. Installation initiated!

    Zap!

    Whoosh♡♡♡

    “Ohhh♡ It’s the climax of childbirth♡”

    Through the incantation, I reached climax feeling both pleasure of installing into the hero’s brain and the joy of childbirth simultaneously.

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