1 Death Of A Loser

Oh! No! She was about to suck me off!

Did I just die after seeing a pussy for the first time in my life? I can't believe I died of a heart attack.

What a pathetic way to die...

I cry inwardly, however, my cries are useless, as I am no longer human. I am nothing more than a useless wisp of soul that is stuck in this dark void.

My name is Yuki Yoshimoto, the most famous smut writer on webnovel and best Tentacles anime creator. I died at the age of 43 as a virgin.

Damn! Can you imagine that?!

A man who writes smuts and harem novels died as a virgin, after I saw a woman's nakedness for the first time.

It all started when one of my degenerate female fans decided to reward me with her cave, I died of shock.

I am still in deep thought, as I try to make sense of the way I died. After masturbating for most of my life, I finally got a girlfriend. Alas, fate decided to play games with me.

Although, I was an handsome man when I was alive, but my Bad Luck kept girls far away from me. I had even proposed to the ugliest girl in the world as an experiment to test my luck but I still got turned down.

Sigh... What a pathetic fate.

Now, what is going to happen to my new girlfriend? What of all my hard-earned money? The money I worked my ass off with readers spitting bullshit in the review and comment section.

My favourite porn actress, Sara Jay, I won't be able to watch her videos again! W-what about the new modified onahole toilet I just bought?! I won't even be able to use it!

No! No! No! What about my loyal readers!; who often subscribes to all of my novels and who would shower my novels with castles and gachapon. Oh! No! What of those readers that will vote with their power stones to unlock premium chapters and who would always criticize my novels but still end up paying and gifting me.

Thinking about my life as a 43-year-old virgin, I start reminiscing on all my experiences and how I spent my life as an introvert, right from when I was a teen.

However, now, I am nothing more than a wisp of light, floating in an endless void with no hope of rescue. I am still in my thoughts when I suddenly see several wisps of light like me appearing out of nowhere, they are in millions and they all seem to be talking. If I had been in a human body, even earplugs wouldn't save my eardrums from bursting.

While I am still checking out my surroundings, two wisps of souls approaches me.

"Hahaha, you seem to be new here brother! And you are also from Earth," One of the souls says as it moved around me.

"Please, can you tell me what this shitty place is?" I ask. Although I am still shocked that I can communicate despite the annoying chatter of the other souls.

"This is where you will live till you are judged, brother." The second wisp of light replies with a mocking tone. Perhaps if it had a face, there would have been a grin on it.

"Wait... Do you mean that i have to live in this form till judgment day? Anyway, I have never committed any sin, except Jerking off to Sara Jay's videos." I say with a small shrug as I couldn't care less at this point.

"Hehe, jerking off is a sin, brother, we shall meet in hell!" The first wisp of light says with a sarcastic tone, moving closer to me for some reason.

"Get away from me you damn soul perverts" I say as I move a bit further away from the souls that keep on pestering me.

"You haven't seen the real demons brother! You will soon be jerking off in hell and chilling with the real demons" the second wisp adds.

Hearing all these scary stories from the old souls here, I feel like crying, but since I don't have a body, I can only curse at the two souls in frustration.

"My death is actually very dumb. I died when I choked on hot sauce, after my fans requested that I do it live on tik-tok," the first wisp of light says while the light around it flickers in regret.

I consider that I'm not alone in my ignoble demise; even a TikToker met their end by choking on hot sauce. Nevertheless, my death is undoubtedly the most bizarre. I wonder if my absurd death will make headlines on Project Nightfall or VICE, as the person who met their end pathetically, well, you know. These thoughts fill my inner musings.

Suddenly, a powerful ripple surges through the void, interrupting my train of thought.

It's so potent that all of us, wisps with no physical substance, cower in fear. Before we can comprehend the situation, a tremendous force tugs us into a massive black hole.

"Aargh! Aarrrgh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" The screams and cries of people from various races echo through the void as we're drawn into an unknown destination.

On the other hand, I remain stoic and composed as I'm pulled into the unknown. At least those two souls won't trouble me anymore; they're too preoccupied with terror to think about me.

How long have I been here, according to Earth's calendar? A thousand years, a hundred years, a billion years? I have no clue.

After an hour of being drawn through the void, I find myself on an expansive landscape, unlike anything I've ever seen before, something utterly unfamiliar.

Looking at my figure, I notice I'm no longer a wisp but have taken on a more ethereal human-like appearance.

Wasting no time, I assess my surroundings and realize I'm not alone. Billions, if not trillions of bewildered individuals from diverse races populate this surreal landscape.

"So many deceased people," I mumble, gazing at the various races: elves, vampires, beasts, and countless other strange and intriguing creatures. But what sends shivers down my spine is seeing demons, much like the Earthly depictions. I had always imagined demons as supreme beings, but it seems they, too, will be judged like the rest of us.

What unnerves me even more is that I spot Earthly animals here, such as chickens, cows, llamas, raccoons, and more.

Are these creatures to be judged as well?

Well, the chickens, at least, deserve their fate; all they ever did was climb over each other, while I met my end as a virgin.

Suddenly, one of the chickens notices my gaze and squints its eyes.

"Hey, quit gawking at me idiot! We're not on Earth anymore, you murderous human!" the chicken scolds me and struts away.

"Damn! So much is bizarre here. Imagine a chicken talking to me like that!" I mutter in astonishment as I watch the chicken wander off.

All attention suddenly gets drawn to the sky as a man in a white robe begins descending from the heavens. His presence captivates everyone.

His pure white hair and a goatee so lengthy it could double as a broom catch my attention. His golden eyelashes add to his mystique.

While descending, the man maintains his serenity. An aura surrounds him, imposing such silence that the entire gathering is silent as still water. The instinctive understanding that he could erase our souls from existence with a mere gesture hangs heavy in the air.

"It is time for judgment," the man declares in a calm yet commanding voice, audible to billions.

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Note: Attention, readers, this is the revamped edition of "Reincarnated With A Badluck System." Every aspect, from the plot to the content, has undergone significant revisions and improvements in response to the original version's critiques. <>