[A/N - Shut your brain and enjoy this wishful fulfilment novel. Don't expect too much logic as my facus is on something else. Enjoy the novel with carefree horny mind.]
Darren stood on the bridge, taking in the vast sight of the river flowing beneath him. Cold air brushed through his hair while the sun glared down at him, almost as if hating his very existence.
"Man, it looks scary from up here," he mused, balancing himself on the narrow railings.
Darren was an average man. Truly. Average was the best word to describe him. His life had been an average human life.
He studied in an average school, came from an average family, got into a decent college, and eventually landed an average 9-to-5 job. He'd had a few girlfriends, but even they could only be described as average.
Even his physical condition was average—his looks, his physique, the way he talked, and worst of all, even his dick. Yes, even that was Average
He was the definition of average, just like the countless others in the world who still thought they were special.
But he wasn't delusional.
What was the point?
He had accepted reality long ago, but that didn't make it any less boring. Sure, things could have been worse, but it wasn't like his life was terrible.
The only thing he lacked was excitement. Like any other average man, he was bored. He didn't really like his job, and if the pay wasn't decent, he would have quit already.
At least others had families or loved ones to pour their happiness into. But what about him?
He had no one, and no goal either.
He was just… living an average life.
"Do you wanna die, boy?"
Darren raised an eyebrow at the sweet, playful voice beside him. Turning his head, he saw a woman clad in a black dress, black mask, and cap. Her outfit concealed her face well, but her curves betrayed the beauty beneath.
Being a gentleman, Darren only admired her figure for a moment before looking back at the river.
"I don't know. But I'm not committing suicide at least. That's the most pathetic way to go, unless you're completely depressed and tired of life."
He didn't know who she was, but who cared?
"I can see you're tired of your life," she continued, her magnetic voice almost enchanting. "I have an offer for you."
"I don't think someone like you needs to scam people," Darren replied without turning. "Those clothes are expensive, way out of a scammer's budget. So, are you into human trafficking instead?"
"That… does sound more profitable," the woman muttered to herself. "Should I kidnap you then?"
"My organs are in okay condition, so I don't see why not." Darren shrugged, stepping down from the railings.
"You don't seem too concerned."
"Because I know you won't do it," Darren said casually. "One thing I learned from that shitty job is how to read people. You know me, don't you?"
"Kind of," she replied vaguely. "But more importantly, I have an offer. I can give you everything you lack—money, happiness, excitement. All of it."
Darren chuckled at her words. "That sounds way too good to be true. What's the catch?"
"I want to be your Sugar Mommy," she said, her sultry voice dripping with desire. Even through the mask, he could see her eyes burning with it.
"Well, I'm definitely inclined to accept. But I just don't get it, why me? I don't even know you, and I'm sure we've never met."
"Oh, but we have. You just don't remember it yet," she giggled, before asking, "So? Do you want this kind of excitement in your life?"
"The offer's tempting," Darren said with a grin, rubbing his chin. "I've dated girls my age, younger ones too, but never someone older. Especially someone who could be my Sugar Mommy."
"Haha! You're more interesting than I thought. I didn't expect you to agree so easily," she laughed. "But let me sweeten the deal. You won't just get one Sugar Mommy, you'll get two."
"…Huh? What do you mean?"
"I'm bisexual," she explained. "I already have a partner. We don't love each other romantically, but we both love you." She waved her hand. "It's better if I show you with proper effects."
Before Darren could process what she meant, the world spun. His body was lifted into the sky, soaring past the clouds in seconds.
'What the fuck is happening?! I didn't even take drugs!' Darren screamed internally as Earth shrank beneath him. Yet somehow, he could breathe and survive perfectly well outside the atmosphere.
In no time, he crossed galaxies, passing even beyond universes. At first he panicked, but soon, he adapted. Darren always did. He calmed down, admired the cosmic spectacle, and simply enjoyed the ride.
"Haha! You're as bizarre as ever!"
A melodious laughter rang in his ears, soothing him, bringing an odd calm. He turned and found himself in an endless white field, the cosmos glimmering above.
At its center was a table, where two breathtaking beauties sat, smiling at him. His mind went blank the moment he saw them.
Calling them "heavenly" would've been an insult. They radiated such divinity, as if supreme goddesses had descended upon the world.
"Hmm, seems your soul still can't handle our true appearance."
The words reached him, but his dazed mind barely registered them. Then, a grey fog cloaked the two figures, making their forms bearable to look at.
Darren steadied himself and asked, "So… I'm guessing you two are my Sugar Mommies now?"
"Of course. I've been waiting for this moment for an eternity," said the familiar voice. "Sit with us, and we'll explain everything. I'm sure you have questions."
"Yeah, a few. But I also have one regret," Darren said, sitting at the table.
"Oh? What regret?"
"That I can't see your faces. Or your bodies. I was really looking forward to kissing my first Sugar Mommy, you know."
"Hehe, the feeling is mutual," they giggled. "Let us introduce ourselves first. I'm Evernight, and this is my partner…"
"Astrea. But you can call me Asty," she said, her voice gentle yet filled with overwhelming power. "As you've probably guessed, we killed you to bring you here."
"Yeah, I kinda figured after the whole cosmic road trip," Darren said with a smile. "So… explain?"
And they did.
He learned the truth that he was once a mighty God Killer, a man who had battled and defeated the Primordial God Almighty countless times. To end him once and for all, his past self fragmented his very being, choosing reincarnation after reincarnation to purge the god's remnants.
Evernight and Astrea were his companions back then, and they had watched over him through every life.
"And this is my last reincarnation?" Darren asked.
"Indeed," Evernight said. "You've lived every kind of life imaginable. The hero, the tragic soul, the overpowered savior, the broken man. This last one was the life of the 'average.' Now, it's time to reap the rewards."
"So let me get this straight. I was some OP guy who beat the final boss and set up plans for his future self—that's me. And now I also have a harem of divine beauties like you, waiting for my return?"
"Yes. That's exactly it."
"Damn! It sounds ridiculous, but honestly… I'll believe you. I'm sick of that average life. I want excitement. And if that includes building a harem of sexy goddesses, I'm all for it." Darren laughed. "But here's the thing, I'm technically not that guy. I don't want his memories forced onto me either. So… are you sure you still want me?"
"We do," Evernight said playfully. "Even if you seem different, you're still the same soul we devoted ourselves to."
"That's… actually really great," Darren admitted. "By the way, I can't see you because you're too powerful?"
"Yes," Astrea said. "You'll need to reclaim your fragments to ascend back to your true self. You foresaw this—so don't worry. You'll remain yourself, but stronger. Once you gather them all, you'll meet us in the Divine Realm."
"Sounds exciting. But wait… is this gonna be one of those stories where I don't get to kiss you until hundreds of chapters later?"
"Haha! Don't be silly," Evernight laughed. "We've waited too long to leave you hanging. When you enter the new world, we'll be there, in our avatars."
"Avatars?"
"Yes. Not our real bodies, but enough to keep you company," Astrea explained. "Surprises await you in the mortal realm."
Darren grinned wide. "Then I'll find all my fragments, ascend, and conquer both your bodies and souls, my sweet Sugar Mommies."
"Ara~ ara~ then let us spoil you rotten, like true Sugar Mommies should."
"Oh, I'm so ready for that."