I died a virgin right after winning the lottery. Bad luck? That's my brand. So when a Grim Reaper offered me reincarnation with a gacha system for a "second chance," I should've known better than to trust my luck.

I rolled... an orc. The only fat orc in my entire tribe.

The dungeon's demon lord gave me three years to lose weight or die. I trained harder than anyone, became stronger than most warriors in my tribe, but my belly stayed huge.

With hours left to live, I made the dumbest decision of both my lives: if I'm dying anyway, might as well lose my virginity first.

[Virginity Lost! System activated!]

[Obtain dungeon control upon complete subjugation]

Turns out I was supposed to be a DUNGEON MASTER, not a slave warrior. And turns out I've committed the ultimate taboo: interspecies breeding, forbidden across all civilizations. Now I'm a fugitive.

Humans, demons, and monsters alike want me dead. My own kind thinks I'm disgusting. I have absolutely nothing left to lose.

Time to turn the worst gacha pull in history into the greatest dungeon the world has ever seen.

I brushed off the goblin blood on the front of my robe. That ended up exposing my belly, but I had to wipe off this sticky, unpleasant blood first. Even though it was the goblin's, I felt bad like I was the one bleeding.


Lune fidgeted and bowed her head to me. Though there was nothing to be sorry about, Lune seemed to think my anger was irritation from her mistake. I wiped my bloody hands on my robe, then grabbed Lune's shoulder and pointed around.


"No, Lune. Nothing to be sorry about. The bad ones are Gremory's dungeon underlings who pulled this trick from the start. If soldiers hadn't been waiting in formation right when we entered, this wouldn't have happened."


I spread my hand and pointed around. Around us lay scattered corpses of goblins and camel monsters. Just counting with my eyes, there were easily over 20, and all those corpses had wind holes riddled throughout.


Chapter 101 - Buy Time