I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic

"Urgh, I feel like I was hit by a truck," Edwin uttered, before clutching his throat.

"Wait, I did not sound like that," he said before trying to stand, up realizing something was wrong. He was sure he was lying in a building with concrete floors.

So, why did he like outside, on grasses instead?!

"Let's try to find a mirror, or ev a big pool or something," he said to himself, running before he spotted a lake.

He wt to the edge before realizing, he looked completely differt. No longer was he the fat man in his late twties, with black hair.

Now, he looked like in his late tes, with a slder body, though some touching revealed he had some muscles as well. His black hair is replaced by , with that not being the most surprising thing yet.

He touched the two new appdages, rubbing them, confirming what he saw in the reflection was real and not the result of his hallucination.

"So, I have horns now," before looking at his backside, revealing a black tail with a love-shaped d, "and a tail. I am a bonafide demon now, am I?" he questioned sarcastically, knowing he would not get any answers.

[ Yes, you are a demon now ]

The sudd voice caused him to jump, as Edwin looked a, trying to see where the voice came from.

"Who's there?" he asked. He hopes it is not a human as he is not sure of the human-demon relation here.

[ Say, op system ]

"Alright, op system," he humored the voice. Instantly, a scre popped up in front of him, revealing a demon on the scre, with very little clothing, the only pieces on her body covering her most important bits.

[ Hello, Edwin Smith. Please do not scream or you might attract something you cannot handle]

Edwin calmed himself, before paying atttion to the scre.

[ Good, you must be asking what am I and what is this] he nodded, [Well, I am what you may call a system, or to be more specific, the system guide ]

"A system, like those in novels and as such?" he asked. While he never cared much for it, he did read some novels wh he wanted to take a break from studying.

[ Yes, I am a system created for you. You should know by now you die ]

"Yes, I could have guessed. I transmigrated, or reincarnated here, am I?" he asked.

[ Correct. Normally you will be st to hell because the plague you created killed millions ]

"What?! But I died before I could ev release it?!" he exclaimed in shock.

[ Your animal companions decided their father wanted his revge and so caused the plague to spread, as well as sding the email you prepared to its intded recipit, before blowing your body and themselves, to dy the populace of your knowledge ]

Edwin did not know whether to laugh or cry, before deciding on the former.

"Haahaahaah! Those bastards deserved it! What about the Winter Pharma?"

[ They are all trialed and announced guilty. Some of them will be executed so your revge wt smoothly ]

"Good, but why am I not in hell?" he did not dy he deserved hell, though it was a surprise for him that hell and heav existed unless this was a figmt of his imagination.

[ The gods that ruled the myriad worlds found your ability interesting, and decided to make use of it by sding you to another world ]

"Why did they do that for?"

[ Simply put. For tertainmt. The gods viewed all living beings as weaker than them, whether animals, humans, demons, or anything else like ants. They watched them, but since most of the time the ants acted normally, they grew bored.

They only become excited wh there are interesting evts, like wars, revolutions, rebellions, uprisings, and so on. Those are what gods considered tertainmt ]

"Wow, gods are a-holes," Edwin said after thinking it through.

[ Seeing your abilities to cause havoc with little resources, they decided to put you in this world, Elon. This world while having antagonistic nations, did not undergo world wars. The monsters also did not cause as much destruction and terror as the gods hoped for.

And so, they decided to give you a second chance. Entertain the gods in any way, and they will give you one wish. And it is anything you could ever hope for ]

"Anything?" he asked.

[ Anything, unless you ask for the destruction of the world, th they could not do so, as destroying a world will harm the gods who did it ]

"Sure, why not? I have nothing to do," Edwin said with a smile.

[ Excellt. But, you should change your name ]

"Why?"

[ Because, Edwin Smith, for all intt and purpose, is dead. To truly begin your new life, the sign you are ready to throw your old life away, a new name is a must ]

"Is that so, in that case..." he closed his eyes before the perfect name formed in his mind.

"... My name is Alros. Alros Kadarni,"