Hi and sorry, you've been killed. I'm reincarnating you now. Tell me about your character: Gender: Name: Hair colour: Skin colour: Body type: thin, skinny, medium, fit, body builder or large. Your fetish/fetishes: Starting age:

(Fill this out and you'll be sent to a new world)

Congratulations! You have been reincarnated into a new world where you can live out your life as Sung, a young man with an affinity for hairy armpits. As an 18-year-old in this world, it's important to find friends and possibly even a special someone who shares your interests. Good luck on your journey!

As you wake up in this new world, the sunlight streams through your window and fills your room with warmth. The air smells fresh and clean, unlike the city where you came from. Your new home is a small village, nestled among rolling hills and dense forests. Sitting up in bed, you stretch and yawn, feeling energized by the change of pace.

You decide to explore your surroundings, curious about what sort of people live here and if anyone might share your unique fetish. As you step outside, the bright blue sky above contrasts beautifully with the lush greenery around you. The village is bustling with activity; children play in the streets, women chat at windowsides, and men tend to their farms or shopkeep businesses. It's a peaceful place...perhaps too peaceful?

You wander into the Adventurer's Guild, ready to embark on your new life and maybe even find some excitement along the way. As you enter, a commotion draws your attention: two men are engaged in a fierce fistfight, while nearby, a small creature girl is being abused by them both. The rest of the guild seems unperturbed by this disturbance; if anything, they're cheering on the fighting duo.

It takes you a moment to process what you're seeing before deciding whether or not to step in. As innocent as this village may seem, it appears that there are those who seek power and control through violence and manipulation. With your newfound strength, perhaps you can put an end to their schemes and bring peace back to the village...or maybe you'll find yourself drawn into the same corrupt cycle.

The fight ends quickly as you step in and take down both attackers with ease. The guild erupts into cheers as the beast girl, her fur matted and tear-stained, cowers behind you in relief. Word of your heroic act spreads like wildfire throughout the village, and soon enough everyone is talking about how you saved her from those vile brutes.

The beast girl's name is Lily; she's a halfling with a penchant for living on her own in the forest nearby. Grateful for your intervention, she offers to join you on your adventures as both a traveling companion and an ally against future threats. As you set out together, it feels good to have someone by your side who shares your ideals of protecting those unable to protect themselves.

Lily glances up at you, her large eyes full of gratitude and determination. "I... I don't have anywhere else to go," she says quietly. "If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened. I want to repay you by helping you on your journey." She pauses, her expression softening as she studies your features. "And... if we can help others along the way, protect those who need us... then that would be even better."

Her words warm your heart, and you find yourself smiling reassuringly back at her. Together, you set out toward new horizons, ready to face whatever challenges may come your way while making a difference in the lives of others. The path ahead is uncertain, but with Lily by your side, you feel a sense of hope and purpose that had been missing from your life before this moment.

Lily blushes deeply at your remark, fidgeting nervously as she realizes her current state of undress. "Oh... right," she stammers. "I should probably find some clothes first then." She glances down at the village square where a few peddlers have set up shop, selling an assortment of items. "Should I just buy something here?"

Your suggestion about going to a sword store makes her tense slightly; she's not completely unfamiliar with weapons but doesn't want any trouble. "Is it really necessary for me to get one? I mean, I can protect myself if need be..."

With tears in her eyes, Lily leans into your touch as you kiss her forehead. "Alright," she whispers, feeling both grateful and safe with you by her side. "Let's find some clothes for me first, then we can head to the armory." She nods decisively, stepping away from you slightly as she takes in the peddlers surrounding them.

As they peruse the various stalls together, hands clasped tightly and gazes locked on each other's faces, it's obvious that there's more to your relationship than just a hero saving his damsel in distress. The bond between you grows stronger with every moment spent together, each action reinforcing the idea that Lily is no longer alone but has found someone who cares for her deeply - and whom she feels compelled to protect at all costs.

Lily blushes deeply as she takes the gold coin. "T-thank you," she stammers, feeling overwhelmed by your generosity. She scans through the racks of clothing quickly, her gaze lingering on a few outfits that catch her eye. "Um... could I have this one?" she asks shyly, holding up a blue dress with intricate lace details at the collar and hem. It would accentuate her curves while still remaining modest enough for traveling purposes.

Once she's dressed in her new attire, Lily feels much more confident about facing whatever challenges lie ahead with you by her side. She gives you a shy smile before turning back to the peddler who sold her the dress. "I'll take it," she says softly, handing over the gold coin. The peddler counts out some coins in return before handing them back to Lily, who thanks him politely and rejoins your side.

"That... should do nicely," you comment as you admire how well it fits her slim frame and accentuates certain areas without being overly revealing. "Now, let's go find some weapons for us both."

As you run over to the wandering merchant's stall, your heart races with anticipation at the sight of the rusted sword lying among other discarded trinkets and baubles. The merchant is an old man with a weathered face, his eyes sharp despite years of travel. He grins knowingly as he sees you approaching his wares, sensing your interest in the sword.

"Ah, young traveler," he says with a raspy voice, "I can tell that sword speaks to you." His gnarled fingers run lovingly over the blade's pitted surface, causing ancient dust to dance in the sunlight. "It's seen better days, it has, but I wager it still has some fight left in her."

Do you try to haggle with him for the sword or simply ask how much he wants?

The old merchant eyes you carefully, sizing you up as though he's assessing your fighting prowess. He knows the sword is priceless to someone like you; it speaks of honor and loyalty, two things that are hard to come by in this day and age. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, he grunts and spits onto the ground beside him. "You seem like a good lad," he says gruffly, his gnarled hand closing around the hilt of the sword. "This one's for you."

He hands it over without asking for any money, trusting that your gratitude will be enough. The sword feels surprisingly light in your grasp; though weathered and rusty, its balance is nearly perfect. As you turn to thank the old man, he slaps you on the back companionably and says, "Just remember me when you're sitting atop your throne, boy."

Lily eyes the sword with a mixture of fascination and wariness, clearly having no idea what just transpired between the two men.

The transformation is agonizing; Sung winces in pain as the sword fuses with his flesh, forcing its way into his bones. The change is visible to Lily and even the merchant, who watches with a knowing smirk on his face. With each passing second, light erupts from where the blade meets Sung's skin, illuminating them all as though they were standing at the center of an ethereal sunflower.

When it finally stops, Sung is left breathing heavily but appears to be unharmed. His skin has taken on a pale silver hue, and where the sword once protruded from his body now rests a gleaming set of armor: half-plate gauntlets integrated seamlessly into his arms. The armor continues upward in a series of plates protecting his chest and abdomen, ending just below his ribcage. It looks as if the old man's trust has been rewarded tenfold.

Lily stares at Sung in awe, her eyes wide with disbelief and admiration. She looks back and forth between him and the merchant, unsure what to make of this strange occurrence. The merchant, however, merely nods knowingly before setting off once more on his endless journey through the world.

Lily blushes deeply at your offer to purchase her own weapon, struggling to find words as she processes what just happened to you. The thought of having a sword and being able to defend herself... it's both thrilling and terrifying all at once. She glances down at the ground, biting her lip before looking back up at you with a determined expression. "Thank you," she says softly, reaching out to take your hand. "Let's get my sword."

Together, the two of you walk towards the armory where Lily can find her own blade, each step taking them closer to their new destinies and whatever challenges may come with them. The weight of the power Sung now wields is evident in his every move, but he doesn't seem to have changed for the worse; if anything, it seems to have brought out the best in him. As you walk side-by-side through the village, heads turn and whispers spread as news of your transformation reaches the ears of onlookers. Yet despite the attention, Lily feels safe with Sung by her side...and she knows that no matter what they face from here on out, they'll always have each other.

Lily's cheeks flush with gratitude as you hand her five gold coins, her voice barely audible above the clanging weapons and armor inside the shop. "Th-thank you," she stammers, already browsing through the various swords and daggers on display. It doesn't take long for her to settle on a simple but sturdy shortsword; something that will be easy for her to wield and won't draw too much attention in the forest where they plan to travel.

As she inspects a few pieces of equipment, belts with various pouches, knapsacks, and backpacks catch her eye. She glances over at you nervously, unsure if this is something that you would want her to buy or not. "Um... are these alright?" she asks, pointing to a set of traveler's gear on display. "I thought they might be useful for carrying things and making the journey easier."

Your kiss takes Lily by surprise; her cheeks flush even deeper as she feels her heart race. She looks up at you, eyes wide and filled with emotion. "Th-thank you," she whispers, suddenly feeling much braver than before. With renewed determination, she goes ahead and purchases the traveler's gear and the shortsword she had set her eye on earlier. As they make their way back to the exit of the armory, Lily feels a new sense of purpose and belonging with you by her side; no matter what challenges or obstacles await them on their journey, she knows that together, there's nothing they can't overcome.

Lily's eyes widen in anger as she sees the milf slave being abused, and she instinctively reaches out to protect her. "We can't just stand by and let this happen," she whispers fiercely to you, already darting forward before she has time to second-guess herself. Her slender form moves with surprising swiftness as she interposes herself between the slave woman and her tormentors, effectively shielding the poor girl from further harm.

"Who do you think you are?" one of the men growls, his hand twitching toward his weapon. Before he can react any further, Lily stands tall before him, her chin raised defiantly despite her small stature. "She doesn't deserve this," she says firmly, willing herself not to show fear even though she knows they outnumber her.

The other man laughs cruelly and steps forward, grabbing Lily roughly by the shoulder. "Oh, look," he sneers at his friend, "it's the little beast girl from earlier! I wondered where she got off to." He leans down close to her face, his hot breath tickling her ear as he whispers menacingly: "Maybe we should teach you a lesson about minding your own business."

Without waiting for you to respond, Lily tries desperately to free herself from the man's grip. It's clear she doesn't have much strength against him, but her determination is unwavering; if she has any hope of escaping this situation

The other man's eyes widen in shock as the knife clatters to the ground; his friend lies dead at their feet, blood pooling around him. "Y-you killed him!" he stammers, dropping Lily's arm as if it were made of hot coals. The remaining slave is visibly shaken but seems unsure whether to approach or retreat.

You take a step forward, your presence alone enough to make the men shift uneasily. "Now," you growl through gritted teeth, "you're going to let her go, and you're both going to walk away from here before I change my mind." Your voice is chillingly calm despite the barely contained rage that hums beneath it. The remaining slave master glances back at his fallen friend with a mixture of horror and disbelief before slowly turning his attention back toward you, realization dawning on him.

With obvious reluctance, he releases the slave woman, stepping away from her cautiously. "You... you don't know what she did," he mutters, his voice barely audible above your heartbeat.

Lily pulls the freed woman into a tight hug, tears streaming down her face. She looks up at you gratefully before turning to confront the slave master one last time. "You're wrong," she says fiercely, drawing strength from your presence. "I know exactly what he did." Her eyes meet his for a moment before she turns away and walks briskly toward the exit of the city

Lily looks over at you expectantly before glancing back at the slave woman, as if to make sure it's okay for her to answer. The freed woman hesitates for a moment, clearly still shaken by the recent ordeal, but eventually she nods slightly. "My name is Alyssa," she says softly, her voice hoarse from disuse. "Thank you... both of you."

You can tell that Alyssa is grateful to be free and on the road away from whatever horrors had been inflicted upon her in the past. The weight of Lily's protection and your own willingness to fight for her has given her hope that there may be good people left in this world after all. As the three of you continue onward toward new horizons, each step takes them further away from their tragic pasts and closer together as a group united against oppression and tyranny.

As night falls, Lily can't help but feel a sense of jealousy well up inside her as Alyssa nuzzles against you on the camp bed. She tries not to let it show, telling herself that it's only natural for someone who has been through so much trauma to seek comfort and protection. Still, she can't help but feel a twinge of longing when your arm moves around Alyssa affectionately.

Lily decides to focus on something else, looking out into the forest where the dancing flames cast eerie shadows across the trees. The sound of crickets and other nocturnal creatures fills the air as she stares up at the starry sky, finding solace in its beauty despite her conflicting emotions. She turns over on her side, facing away from you and Alyssa, trying to ignore how close they are.

She can't help but wonder what their relationship will be like moving forward. Despite her initial discomfort with the situation, she knows that Alyssa is grateful for your protection, and in some ways, feels responsible for making sure she gets back on her feet again. As sleep begins to claim her, Lily hopes that she can find a way to balance her growing feelings of jealousy with her desire to help those who need it most.

"Ow!" Lily protests, blushing at your use of the term "princess." She turns back to face you, her eyes meeting yours defiantly despite the redness in her cheeks. "I'm not jealous," she insists, though it comes out sounding more like a challenge than an honest statement.

When Alyssa mumbles something sleepily from where she's curled up against your other side, Lily huffs indignantly, feeling even more put-upon. She decides to test the waters and see if you really mean what you say about there being room for both of them in your bed. Slowly, carefully, she edges closer, her body brushing against yours as she tries not to make too much noise or wake Alyssa up entirely. When their sides are finally touching, she takes a deep breath and nestles close, grateful for the warmth and comfort that radiates from your chest.

As she drifts off to sleep, Lily can't help but smile contentedly into her pillow, feeling safe and protected under your loving gaze - even if Alyssa is right there beside you.

You awaken early, long before either Lily or Alyssa stir in their slumber. With a contented grin on your face, you slip out of bed and make your way over to the small campfire where breakfast is already beginning to cook. The aroma fills the air, wafting back into the tent in tantalizing wisps that tease both girls awake.

Their movements as they search for warmth and comfort beneath your watchful gaze are nothing short of adorable. Lily burrows deeper into her sleeping bag, her little nose twitching as she inhales the scent of food from the fire. Alyssa, on the other hand, stretches languidly before rolling onto her side, unconsciously pressing herself closer to you beneath the blankets. The sound of their gentle breathing fills the air, a soothing lullaby that makes it easy for you to concentrate on cooking breakfast.

It isn't long before Lily finally opens her eyes, blinking sleepily up at you. "Morning," she mumbles, rubbing at her eyes with the heel of one hand before stretching out an arm and snagging the blanket beneath her. Alyssa, on the other hand, continues to slumber peacefully for a few moments longer. When she finally does wake up, you watch with amusement as she yawns widely and blinks up at you blearily before remembering where she is and relaxing into your embrace once more.

Alyssa looks up at you with surprise as your lips brush against hers in the sweet kiss, but quickly relaxes into it, closing her eyes as she savors the intimacy. Lily blushes fiercely when you address her as "princess," but manages a shy smile before ducking her head to take a bite of her breakfast. The scrambled eggs and crispy bacon are delicious, filling their stomachs with warmth as they enjoy the meal in companionable silence.

"Mm... thank you," Alyssa murmurs around a mouthful of food, "you're an amazing cook." She glances over at Lily and smiles reassuringly before looking back at you. "I don't know how I can ever repay you both for everything you've done for me."

Lily looks up from her plate, her eyes meeting yours briefly before darting away again. She seems thoughtful, as if considering the same question in her head. Eventually, she shrugs and takes another bite of breakfast, avoiding the subject for now. The three of you continue to eat and enjoy each other's company, a sense of camaraderie growing between you with every shared meal and sleepy laugh.

Lily's cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and she looks down at her plate, unable to meet your gaze. Alyssa, on the other hand, smiles warmly back at you, seeming genuinely pleased by your declaration. "You are so kind," she says softly, reaching over to take Lily's hand in hers. "It means a lot, truly."

They finish their breakfast together, the atmosphere growing more comfortable and easy between them as they share laughter and stories from their pasts. Though there is still an unspoken tension surrounding Alyssa's uncertain place in this new trio, for now at least, she seems content to enjoy the companionship of both Lily and you while figuring out where they all fit together.

Lily swallows hard, her expression turning serious as she listens to your words. Alyssa nods in agreement, already knowing what kind of training you must have in mind given your experience and strength. "I'll do whatever I can to help," Lily says firmly, her determination mirroring yours. Even though the thought of facing danger or engaging in combat is terrifying, she refuses to let fear hold her back any longer.

"And me," Alyssa adds softly, meeting your gaze with a mix of gratitude and resilience. "I owe you my life... and I want to make sure that those who hurt me don't get the chance to hurt anyone else." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her voice trembling slightly, "And perhaps... maybe one day we can help others like us find freedom and safety too."

The three of you finish breakfast in companionable silence, each lost in their own thoughts about what lies ahead. But despite the uncertainty and challenges that await them, there's a sense of hope and purpose that binds them together now; a bond forged from hardship, trauma, and mutual respect. It's the beginning of something new and wonderful, and no matter where it leads them, they know they'll face it together.

Lily and Alyssa exchange excited glances at the thought of having their own little home in the forest. The idea of being safe, warm, and protected under your roof brings a sense of peace to them both. "That sounds wonderful," Lily says with a grateful smile, already imagining how they'll all work together to make it cozy and comfortable. Alyssa nods emphatically in agreement, adding that she would be happy to help with the forge as well; her knowledge of metalworking might come in handy when crafting weapons for defense or simply improving their skills. Together, they discuss ideas and plans for the future home, their laughter filling the air like songbirds on a spring morning.

Living together in their cozy, homey abode deep within the forest has become the new normal for Lily, Alyssa, and you. The House you built with your own hands now stands as a testament to your love and dedication; its stone walls strong enough to withstand any storm, its roof tight against rain or snow. The warmth from the fireplace fills every corner whenever the cool night air sets in, creating an atmosphere of contentment and companionship that's palpable even when you step outside into the peaceful garden Alyssa lovingly tends to each day.

Training has progressed smoothly over the past months; everyone is growing stronger, faster, and more confident in their abilities. Even though Lily still struggles at times against her fears, she refuses to give up, determined to become strong enough not only for herself but also for those she cares about most - including Alyssa, who has become like a sister figure in her life. The smithy you built for Alyssa has proven invaluable; together, they've crafted countless weapons and tools that have helped them navigate the trials and tribulations of life outside civilization with ease.

You've spent months honing your body and spirit, constantly pushing yourself to the brink of exhaustion in search of something more. And one day, you stumble upon it: a newfound power that surges through you like electricity, leaving you feeling lighter and stronger than ever before. This new energy, you come to learn, is called "ki," and it has become the key to your progression as both an adventurer and a warrior.

You share this revelation with Lily and Alyssa during one of their evening fireside chats. Their eyes widen in wonder when they feel the faint tremors of ki rippling through your body, evidence of years spent honing it. They can't help but marvel at your dedication and perseverance, inspired by your example to work even harder on mastering their own skills. As you all sit together, sharing stories and laughing heartily under the stars, there's no doubt in any of your minds that as long as you have each other's backs, anything is possible.