Have you ever hate some kid when younger just because he was dozens of times cooler? If not, it's because you were lucky enough to avoid King Maverick, a guy born to put everyone to suck. His father was so sure of this that he even gave him an unconventional name and told a story that when he came out of his mother's womb, the first thing the kid did was slap the nurse's butt.
Kindergarten, elementary school, high school, college, wherever he showed up with a perfectly styled blonde hair and tanned skin, the ladies and even the effeminate men would collapse. It's no surprise he graduated as a personal trainer, it was the only way to keep his instincts in check.
King had a great physique, money, his own house, and could ghost a goth girl without a care. He was simply the pinnacle of what any 15-year-old would want to be when they grew up.
But a life like that came with a price, a price he was paying at this very moment, standing on the edge of a balcony with both hands up, a white robe over the shoulders, naked, and with a limp penis dangling in front of a furious, armed, pot-bellied husband.
"You bastard, you slept with my wife!"
That was a fact. Ma'am Castelia had been a very diligent student both in and out of her training. He developed a certain bond with the lady and intended to make the husband a cuckhold lord. Unfortunately, that plan didn't work. The two were caught in the act, and one of them was about to pay with a bullet to the chest.
"Honey!"
Mrs. Castelia, a beautiful mother of two daughters, ran toward the balcony and grabbed her husband's arm. She exchanged a look with King before biting her lip in fear.
"Stop this madness, don't shoot!"
"I'll deal with you later, you bitch!"
The finger on the trigger twitched slightly, with King wondering if he should take the chance to just jump off the balcony... The fall was pretty high, with a pool at the bottom. Would it work?
"Darling, please, it was my fault!"
"I already told you—!"
BANG! The shot went off without any of the three realizing it. The bullet hit the man in the chest. He staggered backward and leaned one hand on the bar behind him, then slipped on his own wet feet and began to fall, plunging toward the pool.
"Damn... and I didn't even cummed..."
His final great regret was precisely that: he hadn't finished the good fuck.
Ironically, stories liked these kinds of people, the ones full of remorse and with unfulfilled desires. Just like a ghost that haunts the house it once lived in, King Maverick received a second chance. The same moment his body hit the pool's water, a light enveloped him, pulling a translucent orb from the middle of his chest up into the heavens.
He, unfortunately, couldn't witness the fantastic phenomenon of being transported to another world, of how his soul crossed galaxies through space, running faster than a dog in heat.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.
The air pushed the water out of the lungs, and his feet kept him standing in the middle of a lake. He looked around, searching for the house of Castelia and her armed husband. A massive sun moved across the sky, with no moon like the one he saw before getting shot.
The strangest thing, however, was a floating digital screen that materialized in front of him.
"What the fuck is this?"
[System Initialized]
[User Chosen: King Maverick]
[Providing Benefits. . .]
A wave of power coursed through the man's body, an electric charge that was hard to understand at first. He just woke up there, in the middle of nowhere, with this thing buzzing in his ear, and now just wanted to go back for a certain woman's monumental pair of thighs... well, the question was how he'd do that, considering he was stark naked.
[Class Designated: PERSONAL TRAINER]
[Description: An extremely rare class, known for transforming even the most scrawny peasants into respectable hunks. You have been chosen by the Goddess Suplementa to guide bodies and spirits toward a healthy life with a better quality of life.]
[Class Benefits:]
[Gym Aura: Anyone gets physical stamina just by hearing you yell, "LET'S GO!"]
[Infinite Push-ups: Never feel pain in your arms when doing push-ups, even after you die.]
[Olympus Diets: Transforms any medieval slop into a source of pure protein.]
[Locker Room Seduction: Passive chance to attract married women.]
"...Oh, you've got to be kidding me", King muttered, scratching his balls in front of the screen. "I died to become an RPG CrossFit instructor?"
A woman's voice echoed from within the message box like a blown-out speaker:
"Rejoice, King Maverick! I give you a second chance to guide my servants to a better life! This world is full of people who do not know the true pleasures of the flesh! I have brought you back in your best form so you can teach people how to improve their lives!"
King blinked a few times, staring at his reflection in the water: his physique was still on point, his abs were ripped, and his perfectly styled blonde hair was intact. Apparently, even the isekai respected a fresh haircut.
"Okay, but... I didn't ask to become an anime character. I just wanted to screw Mrs. Castelia until she passed out, man!"
The screen showed a new notification, completely ignoring his tantrum.
[Inaugural Quest: "Get your butt out of the water and run 5km to the Village."]
[Reward:
Compression Shorts
+10 Agility.
These shorts were worn by warriors who didn't fear for their masculinity while having a piece of fabric wedged in their butts. Now they are passed on to you through this quest.]
King's eyes widened.
"Is that, like, Nike shorts? You're going to give me that for free just like that?!"
The goddess coughed in the background, impatient:
"Stop questioning! Your previous life ended too early, what I'm doing here is offering you a true chance to become who you desire!"
King took a deep breath, let it out in a motivational grunt, and raised his middle finger to the sky.
"Alright, then show me where the married women are in this world, HAHAHA!"
The screen updated once again.
[Warning: Married NPCs have a 50% greater resistance to seduction.]
"Shit."