episode_0002

I had a dream. A world without the Ts disease.

Everything was normal, including myself.

My hair, which was black, hadn’t turned white, my height hadn’t shrunk to 160, and I still had a flat chest.

But that was wishful thinking.

The Ts disease came upon me like a sudden death, and everything changed.

No, let me correct that.

Only one thing changed—I myself.

And that was enough to change how the world looked at me.

Wrapped in warm air so cozy that she didn’t need a blanket, her body could enjoy sweet slumber.

“Ugh…”

Minhoo tossed and turned as she gradually regained consciousness.

Finally blinking her eyes open, she thought she was still half-asleep when she saw an excessively white and vast landscape. But as she came to her senses, she looked around.

“Did I drink? Or am I still dreaming?”

“No, this is my space.”

Behind the bewildered Minhoo, a clear and pure voice was heard.

There stood a woman with pink hair dressed like a princess from a fairy tale.

Approaching the mysterious aura surrounding the woman, Minhoo cautiously spoke, “Your space? Are you referring to your home?”

Even though it was a foolish question, Minhoo, who was still half-asleep, found it hard to think straight.

“Home? Yes, it used to be… but now it’s a space where even that is impossible.”

Minhoo focused on trying to drive away the drowsiness and figure out what she had done before falling asleep.

“After eating instant noodles and playing games for a while, I masturbated for the first time, and then…”

Suddenly, the screen lit up with a loud noise, and when she came to her senses, she was here.

Minhoo shuddered.

Realizing she was in a place she didn’t recognize, she panicked as she saw herself wearing only underwear and a t-shirt, with pants nowhere to be found.

“Ahh!”

Frantically pulling down her t-shirt to hide her underwear, the more she tried, the more her chest protruded embarrassingly.

“Who are you? Where am I?!”

“Haven’t you heard my voice?”

Turning her head as much as possible at the woman’s words, Minhoo realized she had been pulled into this strange place when the screen flashed during the game. And this place didn’t seem normal.

With no sky and a bizarre space devoid of a ceiling, it seemed unlikely to exist on Earth.

“No way… Could it be?”

Minhoo couldn’t believe it, but the appropriate word for this situation came to mind.

Another world.

So, the woman in the dress?

“Yes, I summoned you here.”

“Really another world? What exactly?!”

For a moment, Minhoo recalled her collection ‘Messy Adventures of a Sexual Girl ♡ Tacky Grand Adventure’ before her legs gave out.

Entering the top-ranked adult game certified by the industry for ten years, well, it was too early to jump to conclusions.

Maybe, just maybe, it could be a normal other world…

“Oh, by the way, this world is known in your world as ‘Messy Adventures of a Sexual Girl ♡ Tacky Grand Adventure.’ The game you played is like a prophecy for this world.”

At that moment, the woman in the dress made a statement that didn’t even allow a glimmer of hope, and Minhoo started to protest.

“Why! Why does such a world exist?!”

“If people respect PC gaming, can’t the world also play PC?”

As the goddess finished speaking, unable to hold back her tears, she took out a handkerchief and wiped away her tears.

Seeing her like that, Seolhyun’s heart softened slightly, and she asked calmly, lowering her voice, “But why was I brought here? Aren’t there heroes or great wizards for that?”

Minhoo was genuinely curious.

It was only natural to think that even if the Demon King was powerful, there would still be significant figures in this world.

And Minhu, who was now not just an ordinary person but had fallen below that level in terms of physical abilities, didn’t believe he could be of any help to the world.

But despair set in as soon as he recalled the background of this game.

Apart from the protagonist saintess, all those privileged bastards were engrossed in fake strip shows, marveling at demon birthing shows or ogling when a pretty girl stepped into the slums. Even the ordinary villagers using public toilets in the village square painted a picture of a crazy world.

Yet, it wasn’t as if the Demon King’s side was divine.

All sorts of bizarre plays were rampant, with about 80% of the CG collection involving monsters, to say the least.

Thinking back on these details, Minhu broke out in a cold sweat and nervously asked the goddess, “Excuse me! Um, you’re not asking me to defile the saintess, are you?”

After blurting out his words, Minhu prayed.

Even though he had never believed in gods in his life and there was a goddess right in front of him, he prayed.

Please! Please spare me at least as much as the protagonist saintess.

All the aforementioned content refers to what the saintess goes through!

“Oh my, quick on the uptake, aren’t you? In that case, receive your blessing immediately and descend to the underworld…”

Upon the goddess’s words, Minhu, who had been momentarily stunned, was bombarded with various thoughts, ultimately settling on the word “escape.”

Thud!

“Aaah!”

In an attempt to flee, Minhu swung at the goddess’s head with a pot-like vessel, causing her to collapse with a thud.

“Aaaah!”

And Minhu screamed as he ran in the opposite direction.

If caught, he would die.

No, not even die, but be devoured forever. It was a world where even the [Virgin Route] didn’t count unless done through the backdoor.

The thought of fleeing from that damn devil trying to throw him into Sodom and Gomorrah dominated his mind.

With a chest barely larger than his head, he looked ridiculous as he ran, but he still sprinted with all his might.

However, Minhu’s sprint came to an end as his two legs suddenly became entangled before his stamina was depleted.

Thud!

As Minhu lay crumpled on the ground, he looked down and saw his feet bound by a glowing rope.

“Behave! Receive your blessing quietly and descend to the underworld!”

The goddess, seething with anger from being hit in the chest, held the rope tightly, and although Minhu tried to untie it somehow, the rope wouldn’t budge.

“No-o-o!”

“Why resist? It may be a small world, but it’s an opportunity to achieve the task of saving the world!”

The task of saving the world seemed trivial compared to the humiliation he was about to endure.

In the end, Minhu made one last outburst.

“Why! Why me! Why am I being told to do this by those damn perverted bastards!”

Surely, if it were those bastards, they might kill him, but they wouldn’t subject him to such humiliation. However, upon hearing this, the goddess, even more enraged, retorted.

“I tried it, there’s no eternal victory. And some friends woke up to the shock of heroines being raped, even in ntl.”

“Damn it.”

Learning a truth he didn’t want to know, Minhu tightly shut his eyes.

“You seem like someone who could get up even if things go wrong and you face humiliation. You, a lewd female.”

“What nonsense! I’m a man.”

“Huh?”

As Minhu’s bombshell statement loosened the grip on the rope, the goddess’s hand weakened.

With the goddess’s actions halted, Minhu wondered what had happened.

“But you see me, don’t you?”

“This is gender identity disorder, gender identity disorder! I was originally a man!”

Upon hearing Minhu’s story of being a man, this time, cold sweat began to trickle down the goddess’s forehead.

“B-but you clearly match the vibrations of this world with a woman…”

“You said earlier that the origin of the world was contaminated.”

“Oh.”

Minhoo gazed at the goddess as if observing a monkey. How could a so-called goddess handle such matters?

Internally, Minhoo could understand how the devil contaminated the world.

Certainly, while that idiotic goddess was messing around, if he worked diligently, conquering the world would progress smoothly. At that moment, the goddess once again grabbed his wrist, and Minhoo was swiftly pulled in front of her.

“…Well, since it’s come to this, I hope you receive blessings.”

“What? You useless goddess! Stop babbling and send me back!”

Minhoo tried to resist by struggling, but the rope instantly bound his entire body, his clothes turning into particles of light, leaving him naked.

The goddess placed her hand on Minhoo’s lower abdomen, murmuring something like an incantation, and a pink light shone.

“With this, my protection is bestowed upon you. Look.”

The goddess produced a mirror from somewhere and examined Minhoo’s lower abdomen.

There was a large pink tattoo in the shape of a heart, a very peculiar tattoo for Minhoo.

“This is a curse mark, not a blessing!”

“Oh! Don’t be disrespectful of the goddess’s work!”

Ignoring Minhoo’s opinion, the goddess adjusted her attire.

“Ahem, anyway, I will send you down to the mortal realm, so please take care of this world, Saintess.”

Just as Minhoo was about to retort, he suddenly lost consciousness in a bright, shining light.