Chapter 01 …
“Ng… ahn……ng……fua…n……? Nn… ah?”
What… what is happening?
It feels like something is buried inside me. I’m being filled all the way to the depths, invaded—and it feels unbelievably good. Pleasure wells up from deep inside my hips, making my body tremble.
What is this? I don’t understand.
The thing filling me thrusts deeper with a wet kuchun. A small scream slips out.
A massive wave of pleasure surges through my entire body—my hips shake uncontrollably.
“Ah… ah…… what… what is…”
“You’re awake, Zagan. I’m glad.”
A face appears, peering down at me with relief. I recognize him.
“Y-you… Ryuka… what… ah…”
I try to reach out for help, still not understanding my own condition—but my hand is taken. My fingertips are kissed.
And then—kuchun, kuchun—something keeps repeatedly prodding deep inside my abdomen.
“Ah… ahn… n? Wha… ah…”
What is this… it feels good. Something is rubbing inside. Even my hips feel strange and tingly. It feels so good that my insides clench around it, making everything even more intense.
Even when I try to understand what’s going on, my head feels hazy. My vision flickers.
What… really is happening?
“Heh. You look so confused, like you don’t understand anything, Zagan. You’re really cute like this. You’re usually so calm and expressionless, too.”
“Fua… ah… ahn… nnah… ah…”
“Mm, such a nice voice. I feel really good being inside you too, Zagan. Haah… right now, my penis is inside your womb. It’s buried deep in your ass, swallowing my hot, big cock. Do you understand?”
My held hand is guided toward my own backside.
And I’m made to touch my own anus.
Just as he said, it’s stretched open, swallowing his penis. The moment I realize it, my body tightens—and pleasure spills out from the forcibly widened entrance.
I want to do something about it, but I have no strength in my body due to the pleasure.
“Th… this can’t be… why… like this… ah… nn…”
“You’re still foggy, Zagan. You’re really cute. Go ahead, feel everything with me like that.”
Chu, chu—he kisses my cheeks and the corners of my eyes.
I reflexively close my eyes at the soft sensation.
Then he licks away the tears that slip out, and even bites my ear.
“Hau… Ryuka… ahn… nn… ahfu… ah… n…”
Why did it come to this?
While being stirred inside my body with chupu chupu wet sounds, I somehow try to think through the situation even while gasping.
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Ever since I was born, my mother avoided me.
Because I had black hair.
In this world, hair color is determined by attributes, magical power, and other traits.
For example, my mother’s hair is sky blue, meaning she has water attributes and low magical power. My father, with deep crimson hair, possesses immense fire magic.
And I, with black hair, possess dark attribute magic with enormous magical power.
If it had been a light purple, my mother might not have feared me. She might have ignored me, but at least tolerated me as a noble.
Even purple might have allowed me to remain part of the aristocracy—though I would still have been persecuted by other nobles.
But mine is jet black.
Dark attribute users are extremely rare in this kingdom, and simply having that attribute makes one a target of persecution. I was born with pitch-black hair—the symbol of evil.
And with red eyes, I became nothing less than a calamity that would destroy the country. My mother feared even looking at me.
The only salvation was that my father, a mage of the royal capital’s Mage Corps, was kind and intelligent.
He shaved my hair and hid my head under a hat, saying that babies can wear hats all the time. He deceived everyone. Because of that, my wet nurse fed me milk, and not only the butler in charge of my care, but even the maids helped raise me.
Hair dye doesn’t work in this world, since magic flows through the hair and repels pigment. Forcing it causes magical disruption and severe headaches—some say it can even destroy the brain.
In short, the only way to hide dark attribute magic is to conceal the hair.
So by the time I turned three and it became difficult to wear a hat indoors, I was confined to the underground where no one could see me.
There, I received a strict education that completely excluded magic, under my father’s guidance.
I was taught the history of how the kingdom nearly fell many times due to the “evil god,” and how dangerous dark magic and dark attribute users were. I was told I was an evil existence to this country and must never be seen. I must never use magic.
If I hesitated to answer, I was scolded—and sometimes even slapped.
It hurt, and life in confinement was painful at times.
But I never hated my father.
If I had truly been a child, I would have hated him. That would have been the original script.
But I have memories of a past life.
I remember living in Japan.
And I also realized I had been reincarnated as the villain Zagan from my favorite eroge, “Lumière ~To Seek the Fragment of Stars~”.
In the game, Zagan was repeatedly shouted at and beaten after being confined. Eventually, his growing magical power went out of control, leaving his mother in critical condition.
He was abandoned in the border Great Forest of Étoile before even turning ten.
Freed from abuse, he survived monsters with his unstable but vast magical power and eventually escaped after months.
But the village he reached treated him cruelly—called a demon, stoned, chased, and attacked. When he used dark magic in defense, their hatred only grew.
He eventually rejected his name, took the name of the ancient demon “Zagan,” and became a killer.
He killed, and killed, and killed.
By the time the deaths numbered in the tens of thousands, he was feared as a mass murderer.
In the game, he was depicted as pure evil: black hair covering half his face, a glaring red eye, and a tattered black robe. He interferes with the protagonist mid-story, but due to his madness and selfishness, he is eventually killed by members of his own dark organization.
That organization tries to resurrect the evil god, succeeds—but loses control and dies. The protagonists then defeat the evil god and reach the ending.
I understood what the evil god was.
I also understood why dark attribute users are persecuted.
And I understood my father’s intention to hide me.
He was a crimson-haired genius mage, raised in admiration since childhood, proud of his lineage, married to a beautiful noblewoman.
And then I was born—a black-haired child.
If my existence became public, not only I but my parents would be ostracized.
He had to protect everything: his achievements, his lineage, his family.
So I left the mansion at nine years old.
At that point, my magical power already rivaled my father’s.
Unable to control it, I could become a threat even he couldn’t stop.
But high magical power also meant I could survive outside.
So I agreed with his proposal.
He loved me as family.
He gave me food, clothes, books, even a magic bag when books overflowed. He and the butler celebrated my birthdays every year.
Leaving the mansion was sad, but I saw my mother from afar one last time, and my little sister who sometimes visited the underground waved at me smiling. The butler also watched until I disappeared.
Most of all, my father accompanied me to the Great Forest of Étoile and lived with me for a month, teaching me how to survive.
I am grateful beyond words.
I don’t know the game’s hidden settings, but I had the magic bag he gave me, filled with everything I needed.
I lived in the Great Forest for years after that.
At fifteen, I registered as an adventurer.
Of course, I used the name Zagan.
And at twenty-three, I became an S-rank adventurer.
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The game scenario began on January 1st.
The kingdom announced:
“Lumière has appeared in the royal castle. For the first time in thirty years.”
“Lumière” is a crystal formed from negative magical energy collected across the kingdom.
When it appears in the royal castle, the twelve major dungeon cities surrounding the capital also change, producing “Star Fragments.”
The people must conquer the changing dungeons over twelve months and collect all fragments within a year.
If not purified, the kingdom’s magical cycle will collapse and the land will wither. If purified, magic will spread and bless the land for decades.
Dangerous but rewarding, those who collect the most fragments receive royal rewards.
Thus knights, mages, and high-ranking adventurers all participate.
But some seek the fragments for themselves. Twelve fragments contain enough power to purify Lumière.
In the game, that role belonged to Zagan and the dark organization.
The protagonist begins as Prince Ryuka Soleil, golden-haired heir of the Light Attribute.
He is accompanied by Noel Bradley—my younger sister.
The heroine lineup includes thieves, alchemists, trap girls, and more.
I already know all of it.
And the first dungeon opens on January 11th.
Ten days later, I reached the deepest chamber first.
I defeated the boss and obtained the Star Fragment: a deep red garnet.
Then I met Ryuka and Noel again.
And I made my choice.
“If that’s the case… then kill me and take it.”
And so battle began.
Three against one—I won.
As expected.
This was still early game. The protagonist shouldn’t be stronger than the villain yet.
But I didn’t fight him to make him stronger.
I simply couldn’t forgive him touching my sister.
Even if it’s part of the story.
Ryuka lay defeated at my feet.
“You should train more,” I said, looking down at his golden hair.
Then I turned to Noel.
She didn’t remember me.
Good.
I left.
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Two months later…
I met Ryuka again in the second city.
“Zagan, what a coincidence.”
And the story continued.
