The last thing Jax Harlan remembered of Earth was the wet slap of his own hand, the glow of a 34-inch ultrawide, and the final panel of Taimanin Asagi 3 where Asagi's eyes rolled back forever.
Then came the cardiac seizure.
Then came the dark.
Then came the system voice — cold, amused, and very, very wet.
[Welcome, Jax Harlan.
Cumulative lifetime ejaculations to 2D females: 1,087,442.
You have qualified for reincarnation as the Final Antagonist.
Destination Layer: Taimanin Asagi – Execution Square, Tokyo Demon City, 00:00:01 before canonical breaking scene.
Role: Nameless Demon Lord "Jax Kurogane" (canon meat-shield destined to die in 4 minutes).
New Role: Sovereign of All Wombs.
Good luck. Try not to nut instantly.]
Reality snapped into focus with the smell of ozone and blood.
He was naked, arms chained above his head, kneeling on cold obsidian.
Thousands of demon nobles leered from tiered seats that ringed a circular coliseum. Floating holo-screens magnified everything for the crowd.
And directly in front of him, suspended on a glowing purple guillotine frame…
Asagi Igawa.
The heroine.
The legend.
The woman whose ahegao face had milked more loads out of him than any living human female ever managed.
Her anti-demon suit had been shredded to ribbons — only strategic strips remained over her nipples and the swollen, dripping lips of her shaved cunt. Sweat and demon aphrodisiac oil made her bronze skin gleam. Her orange hair was matted, her proud golden eyes half-lidded from hours of forced edging.
Her wrists were bound in energy cuffs above her head, legs forced apart by spreader chains, pussy presented to the entire arena like a sacrificial offering.
And right now, in canon, the fat demon executioner Dogle was supposed to shove his grotesque cock into her and start the mind-break livestream that ended with Asagi begging to be a breeding sow.
Except Dogle was already dead.
His headless corpse lay five meters away, neck cauterized by a smoking black longsword that Jax suddenly realized was in his own right hand.
The crowd hadn't even registered it yet.
[Sovereign Seed Dominion — Phase One Unlocked]
[Skill: Plot Armor Shatter]
[Skill: Absolute Charisma (Female Only)]
[Divine Artifact: Sovereign Rod — Current Length 19.4 inches (flaccid) — Growth Type]
Jax felt it wake up between his legs like a sleeping dragon — thick, veined, and already half-hard just from the scent of Asagi's soaked cunt ten feet away.
He rolled his shoulders. The chains shattered like glass.
The entire coliseum went silent.
Jax stood slowly, letting every camera catch the full reveal: 6'5", carved from marble, obsidian hair with crimson highlights, eyes glowing molten gold. Runes crawled across his skin like living tattoos, pulsing in time with his heartbeat.
And then he spoke — voice low, amused, and laced with centuries of coomer authority.
"Sorry I'm late, Asagi. Traffic was murder."
Asagi's drug-clouded eyes snapped open. Recognition, confusion, and something else flickered across her face.
"…Who…?"
Jax grinned, fangs flashing.
"Call me the rewrite."
He stepped forward. Every demon noble in the stands suddenly found themselves paralyzed — not by magic, but by raw, primal fear. Their instincts screamed that the food chain had just inverted.
A new screen materialized in front of Jax, visible only to him.
[Target: Igawa Asagi – Current Status: Virgin (anal/oral violated in canon, vaginal intact)]
[Hidden Affection (from your past life faps): 92/100]
[Corruption Resistance: 99 → collapsing]
[Womb Readiness: Peak Fertility (forced ovulation cycle active)]
Jax stopped one meter from her suspended body. Close enough that the heat radiating from his cock brushed her inner thighs. Her breath hitched.
He reached up and cupped her cheek — gentle, almost loving.
Then he leaned in and whispered, just loud enough for the microphones to catch:
"I've cum to you more times than you've drawn breath, Asagi. Tonight you finally cum for me."
He snapped his fingers.
The guillotine frame dissolved. Asagi dropped — straight into his arms, legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, soaked pussy grinding against the root of his shaft from pure muscle memory and lust-drunk need.
The crowd lost its fucking mind.
Jax turned to the highest box where Edwin Black — the canon final boss — sat with his smug vampire face.
"Edwin. Buddy. You're done."
He thrust two fingers into Asagi without warning — not her pussy, but the air itself. Reality tore open like wet silk. A spatial rift the size of a city block ripped apart above the coliseum, exposing the night sky of the demon realm.
And from that rift poured pure white lightning.
Not natural lightning.
Lightning made of condensed Eros.
It struck Jax dead center — and he swallowed it.
His cock tripled in girth in a single heartbeat, veins glowing gold, runes burning like molten metal. Pre-cum the color of liquid starlight dripped from the slit in thick ropes, splattering across Asagi's belly and making her moan like she'd been edged for years.
[First Strike Skill: Thunder Womb Resonance — Unlocked]
Jax looked down at the strongest Taimanin in history — the woman whose fall broke millions of souls — and gave her the softest smile.
"Hold tight, Queen. This is going to rewrite everything."
And then he slammed her down onto his cock.
One stroke.
Nineteen inches of divine meat speared through her hymen, through her cervix, and kissed the back of her womb like it had come home.
Asagi screamed — not in pain, but in shattering, soul-deep relief.
The sound that left her throat wasn't human. It was the sound of ten thousand bad endings being erased at once.
Her back arched so hard her spine should have snapped. Her golden eyes rolled fully white. Her pussy convulsed in a full-body orgasm that sprayed clear squirt across the obsidian floor in a ten-meter arc.
Lightning exploded from the point of connection — white-gold Eros thunder that vaporized every restraining seal in the coliseum.
Jax didn't move yet. He just held her impaled, letting her womb drink the first pulse of Sovereign Seed.
Inside her, runes bloomed across her inner walls like flowering brands — his name in a language older than creation.
[Igawa Asagi — Status Updated]
[Title Gained: First Sovereign Consort]
[Class Evolution: Thunder Empress of Eternal Conception]
[Pregnancy Confirmed — Triplets (Two girls, one boy) — Gestation: 168 hours]
[Power Level: SSS → EX (Rising)]
Asagi's eyes slowly refocused. Tears streamed down her face — not of defeat, but of worship.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, voice trembling.
"…I waited… without knowing I was waiting… for you."
Jax kissed her — deep, possessive, loving.
Then he started to move.
Each thrust was slow, deliberate, and continent-shattering. The coliseum cameras zoomed in on the obscene bulge traveling up her toned abdomen with every stroke — the outline of his cockhead kissing her womb over and over.
The crowd of demon nobles tried to flee. Lightning chains erupted from Asagi's orgasms and bound them in place — forced to watch the birth of their new god and goddess.
Jax leaned in, lips brushing her ear as he bottomed out again.
"Tell them, Asagi. Tell them who you belong to."
Her voice rang out across the entire demon city — amplified by thunder and lust:
"I am the First Consort of the Harem Emperor!
My womb, my sword, my soul — all of it is his!
And any who touch what is his will burn!"
She came again — harder. Her belly visibly swelled, the pregnancy accelerating under the flood of Eros. Stretch marks glowed gold, turning into sacred runes.
Jax roared, hips blurring into a piston that would have killed any normal woman.
His balls drew tight.
[First Crest of Dominion — Activating]
He buried himself to the root and unleashed.
The first rope of cum was thick enough to distend her womb outward — a visible bulge that made her look four months pregnant in a single second. The second rope doubled it. By the fifth, her belly was round and taut, sloshing audibly with divine seed.
Asagi's final orgasm detonated like a star.
White lightning exploded from her pussy in a ring, carving a mile-wide crater around the coliseum. Every demon still alive dropped to their knees, cocks cumming uncontrollably, pussies squirting in involuntary tribute.
Asagi's voice broke into an ahegao scream that shattered glass for ten kilometers:
"BREED ME ETERNAL♡♡♡!!!
FILL YOUR QUEEN♡♡♡
MAKE ME CARRY YOUR LEGACY♡♡♡!!!"
Jax kept pumping — ten, twenty, thirty ropes — until her belly was the size of a beach ball and glowing with runic light. Only then did he pull out with a wet pop that echoed like a gunshot.
A waterfall of glowing cum poured from her gaping cunt, pooling into a lake that began to birth tiny lightning elementals — the first honor guard of their unborn children.
He set her gently on her feet. She wobbled, legs spread, hands cradling her new belly like it was the most precious thing in existence.
Then she knelt — slow, reverent — and kissed the head of his still-hard cock.
"Thank you… my Emperor."
Jax looked out over the ruined coliseum, over the thousands of broken demons, over the floating cameras broadcasting to every layer of the Ero-Verse.
He raised one hand.
A new system message appeared — visible to the entire multiverse now.
[Notice to All Layers: The Antagonist has awakened.
NTR plots suspended indefinitely.
All heroines now property of Jax Kurogane, Sovereign of All Wombs.
Resistance is futile. Surrender is ecstasy.]
He smirked.
"Chapter one… complete."
Asagi rose, lightning crackling around her swollen form, eyes blazing with love and murder.
"Next target, my love?"
Jax slung an arm around her waist, hand possessively cupping the underside of her cum-stuffed belly.
"Wherever the next heroine is about to get stolen… we're stealing her first."
He opened a new rift — this one blood-red and screaming.
Through it, the silhouette of a dark elf queen on a throne, waiting for invaders who would never come.
Jax grinned.
"Kuroinu arc starts tonight."
He stepped through, Asagi waddling proudly at his side, belly already kicking with triplet lightning.
The cameras followed.
The multiverse trembled.
And somewhere, on a dead Earth, a monitor flickered with a single line of text before shutting down forever:
**Bad End — Avoided.**
**True End — Initiated.**
**Harem Counter: 1 (8.7 billion to go)**
To be continued.