Chapter 0: Welcome to the World of a Humiliation-style Eroge
If there truly is a God in this world...
I want to make Him regret my birth from the very bottom of His heart.
Just like... just like I do right now.
“Kyahahaha! ♥ Tormenting you is definitely the most fun I’ve ever had, Onii-sama! ♥”
A sickeningly sweet voice echoed through the dim, stone-walled chamber.
“Now, now... what’s next? Let’s just go ahead and snap every widdle finger on your hands! ♥”
This was torture.
Yet, there was no grand purpose behind it. No secrets to be spilled. No information to be gained.
Deep within the manor’s basement, a sister was mutilating her older Onii-sama simply to satisfy her own sadistic cravings.
That was the entirety of it.
My only reason for existing was to serve as the centerpiece of this gruesome daily routine.
“Ahhh... ♥ Hearing your screams, Onii-sama... it makes my... it makes me throb down there... Mmmh ♥”
She slid her hands across her own plump thighs, beginning to fumble with her private parts.
For her, sadistic desire and sexual craving were two sides of the same coin.
The sight of her indulging in such lewd behavior was a scene I had grown far too accustomed to, and yet...
“Kyah! ♥ At least that part of you is as impressive as ever, Onii-sama! ♥”
Between the agonizing torture and the sight of my beautiful, depraved sister’s lewd display, it seemed my body had reached a biological consensus.
Even in the face of a primal crisis, the male symbol still sought to preserve the lineage. It was pathetic, really.
“Nfufufu ♥ It looks like you’re just dying to breed Lumi, aren't you, Onii-sama? ♥ But, but... a weakling like you probably has such pathetic seed that I’d never get pregnant anyway...”
With an enchanted, dazed expression on her face, my sister let those horrifying words spill from her lips.
“So... I can just go ahead and squish those useless things, can’t I?”
Wounds sustained from torture could be healed in an instant with magic.
But the scars on one's heart... those were another story.
“Okay, here I go, Onii-sama! ♥”
Oh, how I curse it all.
I curse her. I curse my sister. I curse Lumiere.
I curse my father. My mother. My family.
The maids. The butler. Every last servant.
The commoners. The nobles. The royals.
I curse every single thing in this world.
“Kyahahahaha! ♥ You’ve gone completely pale, Onii-sama! You’re so cute it’s actually insane! ♥”
Ah... ah... ah.
If only I had power.
If I had the strength, I would take everything in this world and rav—
“Next up... are the little balls making all that bubbly seed... right here! ♥”
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SON OF A—FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK, THAT HURTS!!
“Kyahahahaha! ♥ You actually finished just from having your balls crushed? ♥ You’re so gross, Onii-sama! ♥”
Wait, what?! What is this?!
Is this a dream?! No, it hurts way too much to be a dream!
What the hell is going on?! And who the hell is this girl?!
“Lumi... ere...?!” I gasped out.
“Yes, yes? That’s me! It’s your darling, precious little Lumiere-chan! ♥”
AIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
“Hmm? ...Is it just my imagination? For some reason, you seem like you... but also not like you, Onii-sama.”
This wasn't a dream.
This agonizing pain was far too vivid for a dream.
This world was, without a shadow of a doubt...
“—It’s an eroge, isn’t it?! AAAALLLLRRRRIIIIIGHT!!”
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