Prologue+Author’s note.
"You can put it~"
SI!!!
FINALLY!!!
ADIOS VIRGINITY UNLOVED!!!
Trembling with excitement, I slowly guide my cock into the wet slit in front of me.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING BITCH!!!"
But just as my head touches the wet slit, a bestial scream sounds behind me, causing horror to expand through my mind.
Quickly turning my head I am met with a knife aimed at me, a knife I watched bitterly as it quickly plunged into my back.
I didn't even have time to complain as I felt myself being stabbed another 9 times in different places, causing my body to collapse to the ground as I heard screams in the background.
But with each passing second the voices became quieter and quieter, until I could only hear my heartbeat getting fainter and fainter, as exhaustion began to take over my body.
After a while, the exhaustion that assaulted me gradually faded away, to the point where I felt nothing, leaving only a lethal coldness spreading rapidly through my body
Am I really going to die like this?
That's bullshit...
You know...
I just wanted to lose my fucking virginity...
But just when I thought I could finally become a real man, I ended up with 9 stab wounds in my body...
But I wonder...
How the fuck did my attempt to stick it in a woman end up with my beautiful body stabbed 9 times?
Mmmm...
Oh yeah.
I tried to fuck the 50 Cent's woman...
But what the fuck was I supposed to know they were back!
The only reason that bastard would stab me is because they got back together...
Didn't they?
Just my fucking luck...
As a professional sound editor I was able to surround myself with many famous singers, I met living legends and dead legends.
But even if I had fame and millionaire people to surround myself with, I couldn't get rid of my virginity.
I knew a lot about the entertainment industry, it was full of ugly stuff.
Although I had one or two chances to fuck a famous actress, I happily gave up that opportunity.
I just wanted a quiet life...
I went my whole life without someone to share or confide in.
I just wanted someone to love and that was it.
But in music...
Sigh
Once you step in that shit, you'll smell like shit forever.
Many times I was approached by bitches for the money I was making, fuck, even bitches came who just wanted to use me as a stepping stone to get to the musicians, but unfortunately for them, I'm no fool, not even dead I wouldn't stick my dick in those cum banks.
I was desperate, yes, but not desperate enough to stick it anywhere.
Sigh
But when I finally found someone relatively clean, a woman who wasn't going from man to man in the music industry, a woman I thought I could love it turned out the bitch just wanted my beautiful body.
What a person has to suffer just for being too good looking.
But that bitch...
She was 50 cent's new wife or at least she was, they had broken up 1 year ago, exactly on March 23rd of the year 2042...
Fuck!!!
That nigga was already 67 years old, but he still married a 25 year old woman, fucking scoundrel.
How I envy you you fucking bastard...
But that bitch is no slouch, the bitch told me she was single.
But if she was single...
Why the fuck did her 'ex' husband kill me?
What a shitty couple...
What a shitty life...
Sigh
Lying in a pool of blood in a luxury hotel is me, 24 year old John Black, famous for my edits and beats produced since the short beginning of my career, killed at a young age by an old black man, but worst of all...
Virgin!
God...
How I envy that motherfucker Eminem...
The way he died was beastly and legendary for someone like him....
Of a heart attack from having sex with 8 women at the same time...
Sigh
2031 sure was an interesting year-
I practically got into the music business because of his legend...
I wanted to be like him...
I wanted to die like him too.
But no...
Fate kicked me in the balls.
Damn it!
I couldn't even get it in once.
You know...
I just wanted to get a taste of what it feels like...
Everyone says it feels heavenly to be inside a woman...
Tsk...
But whores always have to be so difficult.
Why can't everything be simpler?
Sure women just have to ask if someone wants to have sex and all the idiots line up.
But if a man asked that in public he'd earn a sexual harassment lawsuit.
Fuck...
I envy them...
"*cough* *cough*"
Shit...
Apparently the blood has already reached my lungs and the ambulance hasn't arrived yet...
I guess if I'm going to die...
Sigh
God...
Universe...
Tooth Fairy...
Shrek...
Lucifer...
I promise if you give me another chance, I'll fuck any woman I want, as long as she has a nice ass I'll stick it in, even if she's my mother or a fucking nun...
I won't pass up the opportunities...
If you are interested in my idea...
Please...
I want a second chance...
I promise to have lots of sex.
Don't Asians talk about reincarnations?
That would be interesting.
I only ask for one thing...
I don't want to be a woman in my afterlife...
Even if I don't use it, I love my fifth member...
"Ha...ha...ha... how pathetic *cough* my last thoughts are *cough* sexual..."
"*sigh*"
And so, gone was the last breath of life of a famous music composer, John Black, who sadly will only be remembered as a random guy who killed 50 cent for trying to fuck his wife.
...
"*sigh*"
Why the fuck am I not dead yet?
This shit hurts too much to wait...
Wait...
Doler?
Why the fuck does my head hurt now?
As I recall I got stabbed in the back.
No...
That fat man pushed me and hit my head...
Those bastards who help him can eat shit...
That whore of a father of mine can fuck off too...
Wait...
I don't have a father...
Nor mother...
I'm an orphan...
Orphan?
What the fuck am I thinking...
I have a mother who loves me and a father who's an asshole...
Huh?
Out of nowhere, two lives flash before my eyes, causing me to freeze completely at the sudden overload in my brain.
There was no pain, no confusion, just clarity.
Every minute, every hour, every day, every month, every year. Years and years of memories flashed before my eyes in a matter of seconds, successfully embedded in my memory.
"I see..." I mutter still lying on the floor, opening my eyes as I stare at the sloppy ceiling above my head.
"ha...ha...ha...ha...ha...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" I screamed like a madman in extreme happiness for finally waking up.
"Even in my other life I am a genius, though perhaps in this life I am a little superior" I whispered with a small smile of happiness on my face.
Reincarnation...
In what seems to be my same world, but with something that turns it completely upside down.
It's a freaking upside down world...
And as a man!
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
It's simply impossible not to laugh out loud, reincarnated in a fucking upside down world.
Women apparently act like men and men act like a bitch.
In this fucking world I can grope a woman anywhere I want and the chances of lawsuits are almost nil, moreover, they are most likely to be happy.
THE FUCKING PARADISE!!!!!
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Author's note.
Well, I've had some complaints about the childish personality of the protagonist, so I've decided to put the warning from this chapter on. Yes, the protagonist will have a changing personality in the first few chapters, at times he will be quite aggressive, while at others he will be quite spoiled, he will even have kuudere moments. But all this will be the first chapters, approximately for chapter 30 to 35, it will be given to understand why, and at the same time, he will have the first personality evolution (something that will happen 3 or 4 times as he grows up). As I already said in chapter 13, there are several factors why his personality is so childish, when our protagonist used to be an "adult" in his other life, but to avoid spoilers, I'll leave it unanswered. If you want an OP character from day one, sorry, my idea is not that, as I focus on character development more than anything else. If you want to read this novel, and you don't have patience for such cases, start reading when chapter 40 is already published, as at that point should be your first step towards mental maturity. Thank you for taking the time to read this. I'm sorry I didn't warn you about this sooner, but always consider the protagonist's personality something to work on. I find it completely stupid for a protagonist to change their personality from one second to the next because of little things like being kicked out of their home or something like that. The human psyche doesn't change that easily, including children, and as I said before, no one is born 'OP'.