Chapter Text
Prelude
Date: April 4, X420
Okay, so get this.
One day, you finally arrive in the Land of the East (Japan) after years of dedicated work of juggling multiple jobs and completing enough Community College Courses to eventually be scouted and admitted into the school of your dreams for Game Design. After finally graduating and basking in the sheer exuberance of being a foster child who actually accomplished all of that and earned yourself a job at a foreign gaming company, your sense of reason goes out the window, you began to run across the streets with your luggage in hand and…
You realize too soon that the streets of Japan aren’t quite the same as America’s and then proceed to get run the fuck over by a truck then the following few cars that were still in motion behind it.
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So, you might be wondering why I’m so peppy about explaining my graphic death and how I’m even able to do so right now. Well, to answer that…
Reincarnation.
Yep, I woke up/was born into the arms of a busty blonde woman, screaming and crying while covered in smelly amniotic juices. It was a very hard day…which eventually devolved into quite a very difficult life to adjust to because hey…I was born into a world that was back in the days of old except they had magic, superhuman swordsmanship, nobility, corruption, and loads and loads of sex…so much…ugh sex…
Growing up and adjusting to the standards of the Asura Kingdom and by extension my birthright noble household was quite…uncomfortable, especially since my father (and I would assume my little brother now that he’s been of age for a long time now) are want to fuck the maids around the manor for sexual relief. Which isn’t hard to see why in a way since a majority of them were quite as buxom as my mother.
Had I not been reborn into the flesh of my new identity then my canon alternate counterpart would have done the same…
Oh, yeah, I kind of skipped a few things, but hello, my name is Paul (formerly as of now Notos) Greyrat.
I know I look quite a bit different than my counterpart. Before you ask, yep, I fucked up trying to expand my usage of magic and ended up this way with my hair.
…Anyways...
Yep, I was born as the father to the original scumbag turned not quite as much of a scumbag protagonist of Mushoku Tensei, Rudeus Greyrat.
A nice series overall, but I never read the Light Novel and was only introduced through the manga, so I’ve been pretty much living my new life by the ear save for the couple facts about the story that I picked up from the Wiki and TvTropes. Yet not even that had enough context for me to create some elaborate plan.
And so, I just did my best and sought out to do what I wanted and accomplished what I did, and what I couldn’t these past 32 years of my new life…
…Hm? What, you think that this much of a time gap between my birth in this new world and my current position right now is a tad bit too much?
Well too bad because that would take forever and I’m currently busy with a lot to go over them now. But to give you the base rundown…
-Get acquainted with new world through the knowledge provided by the Notos Greyrat Manor’s library
-Love and trying to understand my new family (especially my father, Amarant)
-Get familiar with and socialize with the Noble hierarchy
-Attend the super ultra fancy Noble school in my father’s region, the Milbot’s region
-Train and figure out that I’m fantastic with swords but fucking suck at magic with my pitiful reserves
-Almost die countless times of Mana exhaustion by trying to increase my reserves
-Create/Plagiarize my favorite sword fighting style of all time
-Hanging out/sending letters to baby brother
-Unintentionally excel in major classes and high societal customs and garner the attention of those higher up in the Kingdom’s hierarchy
-Get engaged to old childhood friend from the Redcow (yes, that was the Noble house’s actual name) noble family
-Thwart my own kidnapping
-Cast aside my own noble name to avoid dealing with Pedo-Minister’s rapy & secret advances
-Break off engagement and threaten close cousin to not break childhood friend’s heart
-Mourn mother’s passing
-Train under new Water God Swordsman master
-Elope with his daughter
-Become adventurers
-Get plans derailed and get kidnapped trained by Shitty Goatee Sword God
-Get renown & more party members to establish the [Band of the White Wolf]
-Absorb other parties to create a unified Clan [AVALANCHE]
-Go to Magic College
-Get married
-Do more quests
-Do cousin a huge favor and get land
-Do more jobs or quests
-Run into Mr. Grumpy
-Try to recruit Mr. Grumpy
-Accidentally start shit with Mr. Grumpy
-Almost kill each other
-Become allies with Mr. Grumpy
-Investigate Best Friend’s sudden odd behavior (WIP) after forging alliance with Mr. Grumpy
-Get married again…and again…and again… … …and again
And that’s pretty much it.
Now of course that’s just a basic summary of what I’ve been through without much context to give much sense, but you get the picture. I’ve lived a full life, and perhaps I might go into how I ended up the way that I am, but there are a couple of things that I have to take care of first.
“Uooooooh~! L-Like that! Fu-fuck me harder, daddy~!” Erotically yowled, the lingerie wearing elf that was currently getting rammed into the mahogany desk that I was gifted (bribed) from my cousin, Philip.
Like the troublesome lewd elf that decided to barge into my study in the middle of my important work, requesting (demanding) extra sexual relief. I growled in frustration, not in exhaustion, but utter annoyance that I had to once again get distracted from my crucial work as Mayor to sate her urges once again despite the super “marathon” train I ran on her and the others the night before.
Not saying the sex was bad because it honestly was great especially with five other willing spouses, but it can be downright a nuisance when real work had to be done. *SIGH!* Yet I knew what I got myself into when I decided to settle down with the promiscuous elf. Thank jahweh I had a couple of genius magic wielders in my Clan (and one as my wife) otherwise I would have struggled to not live a debauched life with an unsealed and cursed Elinalise around.
Still didn’t stop her from falling into old habits.
“Fuck, Lis! Don’t you have any fucking shame just walking in here like that!” I snarled and plunged my unnaturally large cock into her greedy cunt. The folds that made up it ingrained my dick to memory and with well-practiced ease of over a century of “practice” with the other sex, they were doing a damn good job of trying to suck me dry.
She squealed in an undignified manner as I resorted to brutally beating her fat ass in a barrage of savage spanking. “What if the kids were up to see you like this, eh? Especially Aerith!” Just the thought of that pure-hearted daughter of ours seeing her own mother like this was almost enough to soften me up…
Almost.
“O-Oh stuff it, P-Pau-oh, yes! There! Right there~!” The slut couldn’t even finish her thought as I purposely gouged out the cervix to her womb. “I-If you…fuck…were so against it…nmm~ then you wouldn’t have chosen to throw me on your desk like s-“
*SPANK!*
“Hieeeeek!”
“Only because you snuck in and decided to suck me off!” I growled.
“T-That’s because you chose to pay more attention to Zeni last ni-!
*SPANK! *SPANK!*
“Eeeeeeeeek!”
“You bitch, you know why I did that!” It was only fair to catch up on lost time after literally being subjected to hear everyone else get fucked for the past 9 to 10 months.
“Still wasn’t fair… I want you to spoil me too~.” And by spoil you mean fuck you into a coma with everything I have despite having to tend to four others as well…
Yep, totally seems legit and fair…
*SPAAAANK!* *SPAAAAANK!*
One two-handed vicious spanking later and Elinalise was screaming up a storm that was bound to have waken someone up already.
I know that giving her a spank would just increase the chances of anyone in the house hearing her swinish cries, but I certainly didn’t care now that I was balls deep in the naughty wench. Right now I had expensive parchments with important letters covered in spilt ink. It took me waking up early at 4 in the morning to get done with that whole stack.
And so I was rightfully pissed and vented that anger through sex. “Fine, you want to be spoiled.” Tensing my muscles, I tapped into my reserves of energy and decided to give her what she had asked for. “Then be careful what you wish for…”
Feeling her body quiver all the way down to her pussy, I smirked and leant over her body while she internally panicked as my touki shrouded my “sword” that was still slotted in her “sheathe”. “W-Wait, that’s chea-Mmmmmmmmgh!” I covered her mouth with my hand then began going to town on her.
My hips blurred and her legs kicked and flailed about underneath us as the desk and subtly my entire study shook with each savage thrust of my hips into her wide, birthing hips. The way that her moans kept vibrating against my palms was so adorable, and it was always such a satisfying sight to see the usually sexually dominant elf have her eyes roll back and fall prey to the dick that’s been consecutively conquering her for the past couple of years.
Eventually her vain attempts to escape or vocally complain against my skillful usage of what was essentially my life force to plunge into the depths of depravity became little more than whorish moans that my hands were barely able to contain. It might have practically been a cheat to employ my touki so freely, but she wanted the attention and would get it.
My nose wrinkled as her dozen of orgasms were beginning to create a puddle of sexual excitement around the flooring of my desk. The stench was also thickening in here too. Nope couldn’t have this continue.
I leaned over her quivering shoulders and quietly hissed in her ear. “You’re cleaning all of this shit up after we’re done, got it?”
“Mmmmmphkaaaaooh~!” That was quite honestly the best that I can expect from her.
And with little warning, I pulled my dick out until just barely the tip fit into her tight pussy, properly set my feet apart, removed my hand covering her mouth to join the other to grasp her hips, and with the amplification of my touki I just gouged the fuck out of her womb’s cervix. My battering ram for a dick was nestled in quite firmly in her womb, and I decided to let my seed loose in established and familiar territory amongst her ovaries…
…I might have said it a hundred times and got really surprised once, but I hope that the surprise will just be magic crystals…
“T-Too much! I’m CUMMING~!” And like that she added more to the sexually soupy mess in my office. I know that I contributed, but I only got to seed the bitch once the entire time that she’s been here.
So, I decided to do what she loved best whenever we weren’t in bed and were in public (old habits really did die hard for the retired slut) and that was giving her a rough spanking, pulled those golden drill ponytails of hers, and pulled her into a vicious kiss. Afterwards, I proceeded to pull back with her and dump onto the puddle of our sexual escapades.
So, in essence I treated her as if she were a stranger.
I knelt down with my slowly softening dick out and shoved it past her gasping lips to clean myself off. She enjoyed it of course. The novelty of being a cumrag, my cumrag just really appealed to her. The moans and the diligence she put into devouring the mess was a bit of a turn on, but I knew that I had more important business today.
Pulling out of her with a lewd “pop” of her lips, I exasperatedly sighed. “You know what to do…clean yourself up.” I pointed to the wooden bucket of water with a spare rag in the corner of my study just for occasions like this.
“Okaaay, Daddy~!”
I rolled my eyes at her lackadaisical and dreamy response and fixed myself up just enough to be presentable as I locked the door from the inside and emerged to the hallways of my home’s second floor.
Now it was time to start the day off right!
“Papa…” Yawned a cute and delicate voice.
I happily looked to spot my adorable blueberry daughter shuffle her way over to me while hugging her adorable teddy bear. Aw~! She was still rubbing off the schmutz in her eyes. I hope she woke up because she was done sleeping and not because of the fact that I fucked the shit out of Elinalise.
Because that would be bad.
Like Magical Water Emperor Class leagues of bad!
“Good morning little one.” I gently strode over to her and picked her up. “You’re up early. What’s wrong you thirsty?”
“N-No…” Ah, she yawned again and in such a cute manner! Hng! That image along with all the others are going in the Vault stored in my heart and mind! All of my children were the absolute best!
…Well, save for the recent addition, but that’s a looong work in progress.
“Ah, then I hope it’s because you wanted to see your, Papa so bright and early!” I happily lifted her up over my head and laughed.
“…No…” Ouch, my heart.
“Hm? Then what has you up so early my delicate little Rydia?” Then that’s when I began to feel something very warm begin to trickle down my arms and stain her adorable blue nightgown into a wet, damp color.
“…Potty…” Oh…so she was on her way to the bathroom before she stopped to see me…shit!
“Waitwaitwaitwait! Rydia, not here! Just hold on! Crap! That’s right, when the flow goes, you can’t stop it! Think dry thoughts! Dry thoughts!” And in panicked wailing, the rest of the household would soon later wake up.
And so, after taking Rydia to the bathroom, leaving the bathroom shortly after since she finished all her business before all over the flooring and myself (Lilia may hide it well, but I didn’t miss the way her shoulders shook while looking at the both of us as she cleaned the mess), and finally enjoyed a bath with my daughter to help wash away the unfortunate morning accident away.
Afterward, everyone gathered around the dining table to experience breakfast as a whole family. And despite putting up with the laughter and exasperated looks from everyone, things settled in quite smoothly and became your average Greyrat Breakfast.
“Hey no fair! Mama Lily, Squall took the last pastry again!” Rydia cried.
“Hn! Not my fault you’re too slow to pick it up, squirt.” Ah, and there’s my precocious first born son, Squall. Watching him grow from such a quiet and sweet child into the quiet and introverted shounen protagonist has been a joy to watch.
“Squall, please don’t pick on your younger siblings…” But like all little boys, he kowtowed to his mother, Lilia.
“Yes, mother…”
“Hah! No matter how cool he acts Mr. Perfect Loner CAN get leashed after all! How pathetic!” And there she was my second oldest and first daughter, Freya. Unlike her more stoic mother, she was quite what you’d expect from your typical beast race folk. Which is a bit of a problem for later down the line, but her beauty was a definite reminder for me of her grandmother that I just couldn’t help but spoil her at times.
“…Freya, it speaks poorly of your skill and maturity to use other means of cutting down your brother after he so handily beaten you in that spar the other day.” Good thing I had Ghislaine to pick up my slack.
“T-That has nothing to do with it, Ma!”
“Um, mother why are you eating your sausages that way?” No, Aerith, my beautiful half-elven daughter. Please don’t ask such a loaded question. Unlike you, you’re slut of a mother is just chocked full of innuendoes to sling around.
“Oh, Aerith sweetie, I’m just appreciating a piping hot meat link. There’s nothing wrong with that, no? After all, I’ve still have yet to have my fill of sausages this morning~.” Stop looking at me you beautiful whore that I love very much, you’re ruining Aerith’s purity.
“Eh? I didn’t know you woke up early to cook, mother. If you had only told me, then I would have gladly helped. Also…why are you looking at father?” Oh thank goodness, her innocence is still intact. I pity the poor fool that somehow survives my rigorous “christening” to take her hand in marriage because I can tell that she’ll be a dense female Shoujo protagonist that will give Squall a run for his money.
“Oh no reason, sweetheart~! Besides the sausage that mommy had this morning required a delicate touch.”
“You have no shame at all.”
“Jealousy does not suit you at all, Roxy~.”
“What is there to even be jealous about!? I’m not the shameless one, who’s going around and pulling what you two did…especially when you were almost caught!”
“Like always, you fret over the small details. Why worry about what didn’t happen and focus more on the moment.”
“W-Why you-!”
“Mama is Papa also Mama Elinalise’s Papa?”
“Buwha-! Rydia where did you-?”
“That’s because Mama Elinalise keeps thinking about how much she loves “Daddy’s sausage”.”
One of the chairs in the dining room was violently thrown back. “Elinalise. Outside. Now.”
“My my, so angry. Fine, if you need an outlet for all that pent up anger, then I’ll gladly oblige to you my servi-.”
“Now.”
*SLAM!*
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“Rydia?” I sighed as I nursed my growing headache once two-fifths of my wives just left the dining room and by extension our home to engage in some batshit insane catfight somewhere.
“Yes, Papa?”
“Don’t use your telepathy without asking for permission…”
“Okay, Papa…sorry, Papa…”
“Hey, mom?” Ah my little future scholar, Ignis… I’ll be doing everything in my power to ensure that you won’t end up as much of a disappointment as another nerd who wasted his potential.
“Yes, Ignis?” Was my fifth wife, Zenith’s gentle response to our son.
“Since your done feeding Tidus, can I try holding him again?”
“S-Sure, but be careful, he tends to cry a lot whenever he’s not in my arms…”
“More like the little brat doesn’t cry whenever he’s in the arms of the ladies in the house than us men.”
“Squall!”
“What? It’s the truth, Mother Zenith.”
“Even so, it’s not always the ca-.”
“It is, Mama Zenith, and I don’t want to carry him anymore, and neither does Ma.”
“Mhm…”
“Not you too, Freya and Ghislaine!”
“U-Um, I’d like to still help too, but…it is a little frightening the way that Tidus looks at me when I hug him close to my chest…”
“E-Even Aerith…? But what about you Rydia?”
“Nuh-uh! I don’t like how he keeps breathing hard whenever I hold him! Its annoying!” And ouch, there’s another strike for the new addition to the family.
I can see the poor little guy beginning to whimper and tear up in his mother’s arms already, but any form of sympathy I had for him died after the troublesome month that he subjected me and my other sons to after his birth. Well, at least until after I decided to take him off on my own to settle a couple of pressing matters.
“H-Hey, Lilia, do you feel the same?”
“…” Oh, that’s never a good sign. Lily’s glasses doing that weird shining thing that obscured her eyes was serious business! “Zenny, rest assured that I will treat young Tidus as my own child like the rest and will assist you when necessary…” She paused and shamelessly looked away from her fellow wife. “I only ask that you be the one who carries should the need arises.”
Y-Yeah, just like in canon, Lilia was still superstitious around any of the…oddities that an infant exhibited, and Tidus had shown a lot of unchildlike behavior. Sorry my son, who just so happens to carry the soul of a jobless scumbag, you’ll have to earn her motherly affection and trust the hard way. You won’t be getting that chance this time around.
My love life is firmly locked in and there’s little to no chance of me screwing it up by inviting another lover into my harem of wives…
…Seriously, I was literally forced to sign a binding magical contract by Zenith and Roxy to deny any future proposals from any women that threatened to increase my count of five wives to six and higher.
As I saw my poor blonde wife look so disheartened, I coughed and held my arm out for the sniveling baby in her arms. “If you don’t mind, Zenny, I would like to carry Ti-.”
“Absolutely not.” Ouch, that was such an instant reply. “The last time I left you alone with him, he went stock still for the day and wouldn’t eat or drink anything I gave him.”
“Y-Yeah, pa, he wouldn’t even look at us with those weird looks that day.” Freya nodded in agreement.
“All I heard was screaming from Tidi’s thoughts.” Rydia spoke that concerning tidbit out with a child-like smile.
“The fact that you won’t divulge what happened is an apt reason for caution, dear.” Lilia not you too.
“After rightfully claiming yourself as Boss, it’s not my place to judge, but I won’t lie and say that bullying the weak isn’t distasteful.” Oi, Ghislaine, I’m pretty sure your judging me either way!
This isn’t fair, they’re all ganging up on me! “Squall, help me! They’re picking on me!”
“Go help yourself, old man.” Ah! Such a cold-hearted response from my son! I knew it was a right call to give you that glorious name!
Good thing I had another capable son, who wouldn’t leave his dear old dad to hang out to dry. “Ignis, hel-!”
“…” Ah, his nose was already deep in that new book I got him while he tried to avoid eye contact with me. NERD! Such a cold response, but one that I condone because knowledge is literally fucking power in this world, and his talents with magic were already surpassing my own.
Really? Can I expect no love from my own family!?
“Behehe~!”
“Aw~! Tidus is laughing!” Zenith happily bounced our smug ass child in her arms.
The little bastard was literally relishing my own suffering along with his own!
This will not stand! It will not-!
It was sudden but half of the atmosphere in the room shifted from the usual happy mood of gathered family to overblown fear and caution. Apart from me and the children, my wives responded differently to the impressive presence that neared our household. Lilia’s hand trembled as she reached for the dagger strapped to her thigh, hidden underneath her dress. Zenith protectively held Tidus a bit tighter while rushing to move a befuddled Ignis out of the room. And Ghislaine was effectively doing what you’d expect a beast to do when cornered with her young, she was baring her teeth out while her hand was on the pommel of Hiramune.
All of their reactions could mean only one thing-!
In the blink of an eye, I was already at the front entrance. Using my touki wasn’t even needed to achieve the feat of travelling from my kitchen to here in a single step.
I didn’t grab any of my weaponry because I didn’t need to.
I wasn’t frightful or filled with hatred for two obvious reasons.
One reason was because me and my offspring were generally unaffected.
And the other reason…
*Gacha!*
“I’ve arrived to discuss the current events that took place in the Asura Kingdom these past couple of months, but do I even wish to know why I saw Roxy Migurdia and Elinalise Dragonroad causing untold havoc and devastation in the outer plains right outside of town?” Yep, the eternal perpetual glare/frown on his face was hard to miss along with that hot ass overcoat with so many belts that it would make even Tetsuya Nomura himself proud.
And with his presence, he changed the vibe of the family breakfast. But not to worry, I know of the perfect way to salvage everything!
“Orsted!”
“Paul…you don’t have to shout I’m standing right in front of you…” Quick! I have to be quick otherwise I’ll lose out on my chance!
“Orsted, am I really that terrifying of a guy?” Yes, that’s all that matters right now. I can deal with calming down my wives later (not like this is the first time this has happened), right now I need to salvage any form of my image that’s left by asking the Godfather to my firstborn child.
“…” It took the taller man (by like half a head in comparison to me) a while to process my question, gently touch the jagged scar that ran diagonally across his face and give me the driest look imaginable with his eyes alone.
“Yes.”
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“Hey, Uncle Orsted.”
“Ah, Squall, it’s good to see that you’re looking hale and hearty as I last saw you.”
“Yep. Nice to see you back, but you’re pretty much scaring the crap out of mom and everyone else back there.”
“Ah, my apologies. I’ll be sure to make my business here quick and wait for your father in his study.”
“Sure. You want anything to eat?”
“No, but thanks for the offer.”
Squall shrugged and led the Dragon God into our home and past my frozen self as if I was invisible. To them I might as well have been…
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And such a scene was only the tip of the iceberg of the crazy things that have begun to normalize in this new life of mine.
Plus, you know what? I’ll even be a good sport and tell you how everything ended up this way just because I need a positive outlet to forget about how I was “cruelly” bullied by my own family!
Okay, so it all started-!
“What the fuck is with this mess!?” I heard Squall’s disgusted shouting from the second floor and gaped. "A-And-Urp! What's that smell!?"
On second thought, I better take care of that trouble in Study before any more uncomfortable questions begin to arise from my children!
“Dammit, Elinalise! You had one job…” I moaned out in tears as I was beginning to work out some half-assed story/lie to explain the mess to my son and guest.