"What the hell is wrong with you?"
That's what Albern imagined he would hear if he exposed his true feelings.
Early in life, he learned that society had expectations of people. Initially, he was fine with that. But one thing that he could never understand was the blatant bias.
Handsome men could demean and mistreat women all they wanted and still score; in fact, they were often into that, as long as he's attractive right?
Originally, Albern started out as a completely innocent goody two-shoes who respected people around him; he always followed rules, but because he was short, fat and ugly, society rejected his very existence. In the end, he developed fantasies that would be scorned if ever revealed, but it didn't matter to him. If this broken world already hated him, why wouldn't he delve into its darker side? They pushed him there, damn it.
He tried to live a normal life, deceiving the small number of friends he had. But in private, he was a completely different person with heavy perversions.
On occasion, when he was alone with his only two female friends, he would leave his phone camera on, hoping to get a close-up shot from behind. He felt bad, terrible even, but that only fueled his warped fantasy. In the end, He would never get the videos he wanted. Then those two most likely caught on, leading to them leaving his life.
Inevitably, that blow cut him off from interacting socially.
One day, while he was working across the street, he glanced to his left and noticed a young couple passionately kissing; he was even cupping her boobs with his hand.
He looked down, forming a disgusted expression. 'You're not special, damn thot.'
"He's gonna cheat on you eventually, and to be honest, you're probably already used goods", he sneered to himself.
But while his attention was diverted, a semi-trailer truck came shooting through the road, catching Alburn off guard.
As it was just moments away, he saw the blaring lights and thought to himself, 'Like this?'
His body was completely obliterated. A loud screeching rings out, and the first witness shrieks, making a small crowd form. Ironically, the young couple were the first to call emergency services, but it was too late.
Alburn was already gone. He died a virgin.
His vision blurred.
But soon he could see again.
Brought to a strange room.
half of the room was pitch black, the other half was the whitest white, and he was in the centre. Then a voice spoke to him, a golden statue holding a decrepit sword.
[Your sins have been weighed]
[I have judged that your status as a human must be revoked]
[You will be reincarnated into a second world as a mere pitiful demon]
Albern tried to speak, but his voice was missing.
[Constructing Body]
[Soul Transfer]
Then the statue spoke one last time, as a smile carved into its gold surface:
[I wish you luck, you depraved fool]
Darkness swallowed him.
Alburn opened his eyes. In front of him was a strange, narrow shape. A sliver of white light, like a droplet hanging in the dark.. He moved his arms; it was warm and squishy. Each motion squelched. It smelled like meat. He crawled towards the light.
Before he knew it, he was out.
He tripped over himself as fluids dripped from his legs. He looked at his arms that were also covered in the goopy liquid, but that wasn't what caught his attention.
'I-I'm red?!'
He analysed his surroundings to see cracked stone andd large structures scattered throughout the land.
His head turned back around only to see a giant, purple monster sitting dormant on dark, cracked stone. That's when he realised that the hole he had just crawled from was the monster's vagi-
He felt like throwing up.
"What is that THING?" He cried.
The monster howled, making Albern's eyes shoot to her malformed face, before moving back down as a horde of savage, strange creatures emerged from the creature's dark slit. 4 popped out every few seconds, and he noticed that some of them were beginning to snack on the smaller ones.
"Wasn't I just crossing the damn street. WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!"
Among the newborns, a blue reptilian-looking one pulled the purple hairy walls apart, its claws grasping at the flesh as it looked around its new surroundings with fluids dripping from its body. It had 8 eyes that circled rapidly, eventually settling on staring directly at Albern.
He shuddered and started to distance himself.
Suddenly, the reptile started charging in his direction, swaying around, then opening its triangular maw, revealing hundreds of sharp teeth.
It swooped its massive head down fast at Albern's tiny torso.
Miraculously just in time, he leapt to the right and hopped around, finding his footing, lightly flopping around the stony ground. The creature narrowly misses him and crashes into the floor, knocking piles of debris, creating a crater in the stone.
Albern is intensely surprised at his nimble body, only to realise his newly thin waist was only a part of what aided his light-footed escape. When he glanced over his shoulder to see the state of the monster, he noticed two short bat-like wings attached to his back and a sharp harpoon tail.
"Right! That guy said I was a demon"
Albern tensed his back and focused on the stands of the muscle that seemed closest to his wings, managing to flap them once.
But just behind, the reptile monster was getting up as it shook off the rubble from the floor, then turned back towards him.
It charged once again at high speed. Instead of evading to the side, Albern turned around to run away with his stubby legs. He flapped his wings, again and again, but they only brought him up a little. The monster smiles and lowers its mouth to bite. Then his wings flapped, but this time it continued to flap, letting him rise into the air.
The endless teeth clamped down ferociously, cutting a few centimetres off Albern's little feet as he was now flapping desperately into the starry night sky, blood dripping from his body.
"Holy shit, I almost died again. Wait, forget that! I'm actually flying," he proclaimed, almost losing his balance.
He looked down to see that the reptile had given up and started to crawl away. Not only that, but even more monsters were being birthed. Many of which dwarf his attacker in size.
Eventually, he flew so high off the ground that the large purple monster, whom he would not be calling mommy, practically became a dot on a grey surface. He spotted a castle and a few other ruin-like monuments.
Then fluffy clouds from above touched his face. They were so much bigger up close, but then he understood that that's because his body was now in fact smaller.
As he flapped his wings, he inspected the injury on his foot; it was just a graze.
Without warning, a high-pitched, evil-sounding voice called out to him
[Hee hee, that was a close one, wasn't it]
"Who-who's there!"
His eyes aimlessly wandered around the night sky.
[I'm over hereee]
He flipped around throughout the clouds, looking up and down.
[No, not there, my friend. Here!]
[Heee heee hee]
He stayed still for a moment, letting the clouds wash over him. Then he quickly turned around.
[Hey, hey, quit it, I'm just a voice, ya know]
"Great, so I'm hearing things?"
[Yeeeeesssss ]
[Hehehe]
[Now tell me]
[Do you want to get stronger]