In Another World as My Waifu

"Ahn!"

I am being eaten like a lamb by a hungry lioness.

"Nerinne...s-stop! Mhhmm!"

I look up to the ceiling and find a mirror. There I can see my waifu making a lewd face while trying to stop her voice from leaking. At the same time, her breasts jiggle a bit while being played with.

"D-Don't...!"

No...that is not actually my waifu...that's me.

"A-aaahn...there! Nerinne wa-wait..mmhn!"

And the lioness that is ‘eating me’ is the Goddess who helped me reincarnate in this body.

"I-I'm...cummmmhhhn!!!!"

Just how did I come...to be in this doujin type of situation again?

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In a godly realm, two divine beings played a game of chess with pieces made of a lustrous heavenly metal.

"Hoho, there goes your tower."

One looked like an old man with long white hair and a well-kept beard. Everyone would say that he looked exactly as the stereotypical ‘God’.

"Mou...I fell for your trap right there, didn't I?"

The other one looked like an energetic and beautiful young woman in her twenties with rose gold hair and golden pupils. At first glance one would say that she looked as the typical goddess of beauty or fertility, but the air around her suggested that she had an equal standing to her chess partner.

"Yes, indeed, you did."

He said while caressing his beard and laughing a bit.

"No problem, I can still win. I just need a moment to rethink my strategy."

The goddess looked attentively at the chess board. She had less pieces than her opponent and he was already closing in on her king. Some might think that it was a hopeless match, but she still had that glitter of hope in her eyes.

"So, how is your world? I heard that you were having some problems. If you want, I can give you some advice, you know?"

"Huh? No, I'm fine. They are just a little bit annoying and they haven't been able to wake up, or create anything major, so I'm letting them do their thing."

She looked at one of the pieces and was about to touch it but stopped herself at the last second.

"I mean, I gave everyone the tools to defend themselves plus some extras. I even made it so they wouldn't grow old so quickly and so on. But what do they do instead of bettering themselves and reclaiming the strength they once had? They just sit down on their villages, cities, and such. Hoping that the time to defend what is theirs never comes. And now just a small fraction of the people is able defend their land efficiently. It's only logical for them to keep losing...hmm...maybe here? No...no..."

The old man god looked at her with the same type of look a wise senior looks at their underclassman. Then he sighed and smiled.

"I understand. After all, most of the people of my world fall in the same train of thought. It is surprisingly ironic how free will leads to the same path even on different worlds... But I think you should be a bit more hands on with your world and guide it to a different path. Take it from someone who realized it far too late to do something about it."

The old man gave a glance to the ‘floor’ and it turned into window that showed the world he created and supervised. It was filled with unnatural sounds, toxic clouds and poisonous substances filling the oceans. The people he created fought others for the wishes and greed of the few. But it wasn't as bad as it sounds. That same people still found happiness on little material things and the feelings they evoked within them. He made a habit of watching said moments to make his work as the God of that world more bearable. And now he was watching one of those moments.

"Oh, yes, yes. I can win this."

The goddess murmured excitedly.

The god, on the other hand, watched a man in his twenties come out of a store with a big bag on his hands and an even bigger smile. He had finally received the figure he bought with part of his pay.

"I already did that a couple of times in this conflict, you know? I'm still figuring out if I should do it again. Oh well, we are gods, time is quite literally on our hands."

"Just don't let that carefree attitude of yours get in the way."

"Yes, yes. Now take this!"

"Wa-wait! Don't slam the piece on the board like that! The others might fall off and..."

A pawn piece fell off the table just as he said that and rolled to the 'window', evading the hand of the god who tried to catch it.

"You are just mad because I made a comeback, fufufu~~."

Then both gods heard something. Something that made them twitch. It was both far away and near them.

"GAH!"

It came from the ‘window’ or to be more specific from the person it was focused on.

"..."

The god looked at the goddess reproachfully.

"Ooops?"

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My name is Auros and I'm 24 years old. Complete weeb and employed. Currently happily walking home.

"It's finally here! Yes!"

BND’s sweetheart! The Angelusia Draconis Edge Alter Royal Snow Lingerie Edition figure I ordered six months ago in the pre-sale finally arrived at my favorite store! I'm so happy that I want to shout it to the heavens!

But I will not, because I'm afraid someone might record me and get me in trouble. Fucking people hungry for views...but I bet I would look funny.

"She was worth every penny! Can't wait to put her beside the other figures of her!"

As you can guess, Angelusia Edge Alter from the JRPG-Visual Novel hybrid series turned mobile game, Bond of Nightly Destiny, is my waifu and I'm not ashamed to say it!

She is a darker version of the main heroine from the first game!

One who lost her holy sword and was forced into a corrupted appearance due to being cursed by the traitor that was her adopted son. Not only that, but she was also betrayed by her Knights and exiled from her kingdom with a body riddled with wounds. Wounds that made her go through suffering that brought her mind near its breaking point. And yet, she survived. She did so not with a desire for revenge, but out of love and concern for her people. Thus, she returned to her Kingdom as a Dark Knight who protects its inhabitants with a cursed lance that is said to hold countless calamities within. Plus, her own powers from the first game make a comeback! Like the power to control storms!

And in the middle of one of her battles, the player appears before her, transported again from their own world into hers. She is your heroine from before, but not at the same time. Yet, you will still help her or…be a heretic and pick another route!

But why would I? She has it all!

That glare that could kill you, that cool black-purplish armor and lance, and thaaaat voice! Her attitude towards the player too! And of course, THOSE BOOOOOOBS! They are perfect! A utopia! I would gladly give my life to see them up close and personal!

"Huh? What is—GAH?!"

To be continued...