Prologue
A Grand Temple erected deep underground. In the very center of it.
While many disciples watched over us, I stood before the altar… and murmured the name of the girl I held in my arms.
“…Sophia.”
Her white beauty, characteristic of an elf. Her closed eyelids. Features that would likely never move again.
“I will definitely… bring you back…!”
The resurrection of the dead and the development of a new weapon. That is why we stand here now.
I exchanged glances with everyone, then placed Sophia’s remains onto the altar.
“We are bringing it back. The soul imprisoned by the God of Death.”
The essence of modern magic. The reproduction of long-lost ancient magic. The culmination of magical studies combining them both.
—I shall execute the Ritual of Rebirth.
The moment I began chanting alongside my disciples, the stone space began to emit a faint glow.
Extracting a massive amount of mana from the Underground Spirit Veins, I poured it into Sophia’s corpse laying on the altar.
Suddenly, her entire body was covered in a glimmer… and mutated into a mass of pure magical energy.
“So far, it matches the hypothesis…! Now, as long as this God Core works as expected…!”
A sphere small enough to fit in my palm. I injected mana into the golden-shining object and focused my consciousness on the ring-shaped magitech device worn on the finger of my right hand.
As the ring released an intense flash of light, the God Core floated into the air.
It was drawn toward the massive lump of magic, and the moment the two combined—
A tremendous shockwave struck our entire bodies.
“Guh…!”
Even as I slammed into the wall and coughed in agony, I kept my eyes fixed on the situation.
The fusion of the magic lump and the God Core appeared unstable for a moment, but eventually, it began to settle… and its silhouette transformed into that of a human.
The shimmering humanoid shape floating in the void eventually descended gently onto the altar…
And the radiance covering its surface burst open into particles of light.
“Sophia…!”
At the sight of my childhood friend sleeping upon the dais, not only I but the disciples as well raised voices of delight.
“Color has returned to Hero-dono’s body…!”
Yes. She is no longer a corpse. She has reclaimed life in her body.
Faced with Sophia’s condition, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of elation… however.
“I believe it is too early to rejoice.”
One of the disciples spoke while taking records on parchment.
“If we do not breakthrough the final barrier, all our hard work will come to naught.”
“…Ah, that’s right. We must carve the two words ‘Success’ into that experimental record. For Sophia’s sake, and for the sake of the future world.”
Bracing myself, I walked up to her and inspected her form.
Because the clothes she was wearing had been blown apart during the ritual, Sophia was currently exposing her naked body.
Translucent white skin and a narrow waist.
Two ample hills that swayed in time with her breathing.
Furthermore… her toned lower abdomen, and the thicket that lay beyond it.
“She has an incredibly erotic body as always, Hero-sama does.”
Sighing at the disciple whistling next to me, I turned my attention to the mutation that had appeared on Sophia’s body.
“Not only has her color returned, but a Stigmata has been engraved as well. In other words…”
“It means Hero-dono has been reborn as the strongest warrior spoken of in legends… a Battle Maiden (Valkyrie).”
A bruise resembling a tattoo found on part of her body. That was the proof that our scheme to create a new weapon had succeeded.
But, our other objective was not yet complete.
“Just as the hypothesis established beforehand suggested, there are steps required for the resurrection of the dead, huh.”
Simply returning the soul to the vessel of flesh is insufficient.
If we do not restore the personality carved into it, Sophia will likely continue to sleep forever.
“The clue to a turnaround we finally sprouted will end up as wasted effort at this rate, however…”
“Ah. That won’t happen. Sophia’s personality will definitely return.”
When I spoke with determination, the disciples nodded in return.
“Well then, we shall take our leave here.”
“It would be bad if we got in the way, after all.”
Everyone, wearing somewhat awkward expressions, left the room.
I was left alone inside the temple.
It’s not that I couldn’t do what I was about to do with everyone watching…
However, their presence would certainly make it harder to perform.
“…This is a noble ritual to save a loved one, and an act that concerns the survival of humanity. Therefore, there is not a single speck of guilt involved.”
Telling myself this, I took a deep breath and steeled my resolve.
The method to truly resurrect Sophia. That is—
—Physical intercourse.
To restore Sophia’s information carved into the soul and let her personality take control of the body.
To do that, I must stimulate the soul through the vessel of flesh.
There are two methodologies.
Inflict extremely strong pain, or… inflict pleasure of the same level.
If the other party was someone I had no particular relationship with, I could have chosen the former.
However, when the partner is a childhood friend who is as good as family, I have no choice but to choose the latter.
“…I’m sorry, Sophia. After the resurrection is complete, you can hit me as much as you like.”
I am about to steal the chastity of her sleeping form.
It is truly a despicable act, but there is no other option.
I forcibly convinced myself and took out a bottle from my pocket.
The pink liquid filling it was an extremely potent aphrodisiac.
I poured the thick substance onto my own hands.
“…I have no impure thoughts.”
Emptying my mind, I began to smear the aphrodisiac all over Sophia’s body.
First the nape of her neck. Spreading it from there to her shoulders and collarbones, eventually coating both arms.
Then, I grabbed her arm and exposed her armpit.
From that moist, sweaty area, female pheromones were overflowing.
“The armpit is the second genital… one of the disciples said that.”
At the time, I dismissed it as idiotic, but it seems I was wrong.
Armpits are erotic. Sophia’s especially so.
“…Don’t think stupid things. Be calm.”
I took a deep breath, calmed my heart, and matter-of-factly applied the aphrodisiac to her armpits.
And then.
“The real thing starts here, huh.”
I was now crossing the line of where it was acceptable to touch.
Further below the collarbone. There lay Sophia’s richly grown breasts.
Reaching out to those swells I had never once touched with intention—
Squish… ♥
The moment the sensation was conveyed to my palm, my entire body froze.
“What, is this…?!”
Softness. Based on objective facts, that single word would settle the phenomenon.
But this softness was not something that could be expressed with such a word.
“Ngh…!”
Heat welled up.
It was truly beastly desire. Faced with such a supreme body, I could feel my heart running wild.
However, I cannot stop.
This is, yes.
“Something I must do…!”
I grabbed Sophia’s voluptuous breasts with both hands.
Squeeeze… ♥
From my two palms, two softnesses were conveyed.
Compared to touching with one hand, the pleasure was more than doubled.
Before I knew it, I was possessed by that comfort.
Squish ♥ Squish ♥ Squish ♥
I kneaded Sophia’s breasts to my heart’s content, enjoying the soft pleasure.
Slick ♥ Slick ♥ Slick ♥
The smeared aphrodisiac made lewd wet sounds, fanning my excitement.
What I had assumed would be an act merely to provide her with stimulation was strongly stimulating me as well…
Just as heat began to dwell in my lower abdomen.
“Nnn…♥”
A voice. That didn’t come from my mouth.
I abruptly stopped my hands from kneading her breasts and looked at Sophia’s face.
…They were moving. Those lips, which hadn’t moved a muscle until just now.
Along with a glossy exhale, they were trembling.
“Restored…?! Sophia’s personality…?!”
Opening my eyes wide, I grabbed her shoulders and called out.
“Sophia!”
Immediately after I shouted her name, her eyelids slowly began to open.
“Ohh…!”
It’s a success. The resurrection of the dead is complete.
Initially, I had assumed that personality restoration would be impossible without going all the way to the end… but it seems Sophia’s sensitivity was far above that of an ordinary person.
That is likely why I was able to finish it at the preparatory stage.
“Thank goodness…! Truly…!”
Biting back a strong sense of relief, I stroked Sophia’s silver hair.
For now, I just wanted to immerse myself in the afterglow.
It was right at the moment I thought that.
“—This place again.”
A third party’s voice.
The moment I heard it, a chill ran through my entire body.
“Wha…?! Who is it?!”
I looked over as if I’d been flicked, demanding identity.
The other party was covered in a black mist, making it impossible to accurately recognize their form.
Were they using concealment magic?
“…What is your objective?”
I braced myself cautiously, shielding Sophia behind me.
To me, that thing spoke.
“Five years prior to now. At that point, you were nobody. Just a mere villager found anywhere. That person has now come to be called the Great Sage.”
The figure covered in black mist pointed at me… no, accurately, at Sophia lying behind me.
“I have no complaints about her being hailed as a Hero. But Oswald Metis. You being a Great Sage is a laughable joke.”
Provocative words, but still.
Why is it? I don’t feel any malice.
“…What the hell are you?”
In response to my question, the figure clenched their fist and said one word.
“■■■■”
A voice I couldn’t recognize.
Immediately after that, the mist covering the figure’s body cleared—
“Wha—?!”
The figure’s ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■.
“I will ■■■ do it again and again.”
The figure ■■■■■■—
At the same time a torrent was unleashed, from their entire body ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■.
I glared at the ■■■■■■ and shouted.
“Why ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■?!”
The response was ■■.
I ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ and, ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■.
“—Ah!”
Sudden ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ response was ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■.
And then.
Everything before my eyes went pitch black.
