Cursed: Incubus Swordsman

Human screams echod through the village as a beast wave collided with their pathetic wooden barricades. The beast hoard came from the great Dragora forest. But nothing awaited any human that ventured inside but death.

With only the gifted were given a class by the gods improving their abilities by performing their jobs, from blacksmiths to knights. All being valued by Brettania.

Goras villagers had no chance of surviving started from a group of nomads who emigrated from the beast empire Germanica in the Eastern plains many generations ago.

A middle-aged man stood behind the barricade, ordering several others following his lead.

”Hold! We must hold until the knights of Brettania arrive, aiding us! ”

”Should we fail, these wolves will rip your families apart! ”

”Aye! Alan is right, lets fight! ”

The men became impassioned, throwing their bodies against the wood. Several hunters were behind, firing countless arrows, despite most beasts being only rank one. Their fur was like iron.

”Use the twisted arrows! Lace them with poison, anything will do! ” The leader continued to shout!

”For GORA! ” He said, doing everything to muster his wavering courage.

His vision now filled with an expanse of countless Dire wolves and Blast hares charging towards the splintered wooden barricade, screams rang out as a few agile beasts leaped the low walls reigning terror on the defenceless women and children.

Sieg, I hope you escaped in time!

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A boy looking around 15 years old, with platinum blonde hair, tied in a ponytail and long Elven ears swaying with his every motion, his complexion fair with captivating pearl white skin, many would mistake him for a young girl if he was wearing a dress.

The boy was scaling a vast mountain, where a legend told of an ancient weapon used to kill the gods.

Sieg thought only about saving his fellow villagers who followed his prodigious fathers leadership, his hands and body now filled with several gashes and minor cuts, deep purple bruising on his hands where he lost grip and fell many times on the way up.

”Come on! I can make this Yahn! ”

With a loud thud, he propelled himself over a gap of two metres before rolling down a slope, his skin tearing on several vines and rocks inlaid in the floor.

He couldn stop his momentum. He reached out in desperation for a cliff edge or rock, ending up crashing through a wall of dark crumbling stone, making his body tremble in pain.

”UGH! ”

Sieg fell what seemed to be an endless drop, his lungs screaming till they ran out of air. Am I going to die like this!?

*Splush*

The boy fell onto a blade which penetrate his heart, the velocity he fell causing the blade to tear it straight from his chest, his fading eyes seeing it continue beating for a moment before darkness filled his vision.

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*Tap*

Sieg now lay with his body pierced by a great sword, his spine shattered from the pommels impact before the hilt and guard tore through his chest.

His blood started draining, the black blade with a crimson eye inlaid into its centre. The eye appeared to blink before examining the room as a hoarse female voice rang inside the dark cave.

”Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and this is the vessel provided for my rebirth? ”

The sword seemed to vibrate with rage, the eye narrowing before she considered something different.

”Maybe rebirth would be too hasty, not knowing the state of Elderis. What about creating my first apostle? Then I can create a divine body after he works properly with gratitude for my help! ”

*Rumble*

As the sword slowly rose from the ground, the elfs blood helping to break its decaying seal. A faint pink whirl surrounded the boy, its magic healing his wounds rapidly. But instead of healing his heart, the sword sucked the heart inside itself. Before slowly shrinking and becoming a fist sized dark pink crystal slotting itself within the boys chest.

After the crystal entered, slight changes occurred with the boy. Nothing too strange. His face became even more beautiful, his skin sparkling like jade, even fairer than before. Its likely even the goddess of beauty would admire him now.

Sharp claws replaced his nails, however they were cute when retracted back to regular size, his emerald green eyes corrupted, turning into a beast like yellow as his pupil transformed into a slit shape, whilst still unconscious they twitched from left to right as the final changes finished.

The last object to be enhanced wouldn show itself for another five years at least, but it was a work of art beyond even his facial beauty, truly created to make non-human women his prisoners eternally.

Finally, a thick black blood started oozing out of the pink stone, filling his veins and arteries, his revival seeming to start any moment now.

Minutes passed but there was only silence, darkness, but then…

*Badump*

A deep reverberating heart started beating within the cave, its sound so powerful the surrounding monsters fled as far away as possible. Sensing the evil aura emanating from the mountain.

Even the monsters currently attacking Gora stopped and moved back several meters as they observed the large demonic bestial presence in the mountains many times stronger than their respective Beast kings.

”Hold the line, fix any broken planks! God has given us this moment! ” Alan, the leader, said with his boosted spirits.

The villagers had gained a second wind, many of their lifetime friends lay dead beside them, even some of their lovers and family were now dead.

Several of the women now braving to enter the battlefield helping to bandage the wounded, picking up their fallen husbands sword and standing beside their fellow villagers, a testament to Alans charm as a leader.

However, there would be light after dark. They wielded their cheap bronze swords, yelling with passion. They collectively repaired the barricade and scavenged arrows for the hunters, as the second round seemed only moments away.

”Let us fight! We can win, show them now mercy. Show them our Germanican pride! ”

”Draw your swords! Nock the arrows! Fight to the last man! ”

Alan said, before he let out a bellowing lions roar, momentarily causing fear inside the prowling beasts, followed by various half beast calls from the other villagers with thinner beast blood in their veins.

*****

”Mmmn ”

Sieg awoke, his body was lying face down in the darkness. There was a single path illuminated with torches. He could see a throne with a woman lay on it.

His mind hadn processed how hed healed, but his feet approached the woman, each step revealing just how beautiful this woman was, dusty blonde drill shaped twin tail hair, so long it touched the ground, dirt seeming to avoid every single strand.

Her face was extremely delicate with a milk chocolate skin colour, as if she was created by somebodys paintbrush. Her cat like nose was rather cute and added a slight feline beauty. She wasn a complete beast, but her eyes and nose resembled a lioness with cute triangular fluffy ears flickering, protected by her black curved horns.

She was wearing a red and black frilled gothic lolita dress, with several red lace roses on her hips as the dress barely covered her large breasts

”You walk so slowly child, do you know its a crime punishable by death to make this goddess wait? ”

The enchanting voice seemed to penetrate directly into his brain, her lazy head rolled to the side now locking eyes with him, her narrowed eyes making his heart pulsate wildly, but the feelings associated with this weren developed so he linked it to the feelings his mother used to give him.

Sieg felt he should reply. After all, she called herself a goddess.

”Im really sorry! My name is Sieg! W-was it you who healed me? ”

Astella found the boys reactions and facial expressions extremely adorable, her own chest feeling tight with a pounding heart. maybe I overdid it, boosting his charm when he was already a high elf. Was really overkill..

”I didn save you. It was more of a deal. You will become my apostle, spreading my teachings and creating believers. ”

Astella saw his little head trying to understand the concept. Once his eyes showed understanding, she continued.

”I will also help your village, keeping the monsters at bay for a time of ten years, in the next five years I want you to train your body, improve your mind and follow the teachings I impart on you before you leave here. ”

”Really!? ” Sieg said with great joy, almost jumping into the air.

Her body shuffled to the side, trying to hide her clamping thighs from his view. She didn want to lose any of his respect and adoration because she was sexually excited by this cute apostle.

”Come closer, I will give upon you the first part of knowledge. Once five years pass, come back to this mountain. The link we share will guide you to this place. Also, take care of my artifact body, little elf. ”

Sieg approached closer. Her beauty and thick scent made his head feel dizzy and almost spin, being tall for his age at 162cm his face was inches away from her lips, feeling her hot breath covering his cheeks, causing a slight pink flush as he indulged in her sweet scent.

His thoughts were stopped, when he suddenly felt warm soft lips sticking against his, unsure what this meant and unable to care as countless knowledge appeared in his head from basic great sword stances, how to use mana to increase status of your body permanently with complementing exercises.

”Mmmmnph ”

Just when the information stopped coming, Sieg almost lost consciousness as he fell back, still able to taste her sweet saliva as her elongated tongue withdrew from his mouth with a shining saliva bridge falling to the ground.

”Not bad. I look forward to when you grow up, now go back. I am sure your father will worry about you otherwise!. ”

”Stay strong. Always remember, you are the apostle of Astella. The demon goddess of lust and depravity. ”

The dream like world faded and Sieg found himself in his damaged village clothes lay at the foot of the mountain hed just climbed. After hearing her last words, he knew the future would never be quiet or easy. However, he was also excited because now hed achieved what no other villager but his father had.

He now had a job.

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[Name: Sieg]

[Race: Incubus (High Elf)]

[Beast Master Lv0 / Swordsman Lv1]

[EXP 0/50] [EXP 0/100]

[HP 100/100]

[MP 0/0]

[Strength:3][Speed:1][Stamina:3]

[Wisdom:2][Intellect:2][Charm:4]

[Skills]

[Great sword Talent: Deal +2 Damage when wielding a Great sword and master all skills related to large swords 20% faster.]

[Supreme Charm: Your charm is equal to a goddess, 50% bonus chance when befriending/seducing the opposite sex.]

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After seeing the status board, his father always showed him when growing up the average attributes for a level one warrior had all stats at 1 except strength at 2. It seemed his starting attributes were far higher than a normal adventurer.

He was even more surprised to see a dual job, meaning he could benefit from double the status increases when leveling further.

Sieg saw the beasts in the distance retreated into the forest. His delighted feet began sprinting towards Gora, hoping that his father was alright as the status screen faded, creating a black succubus tattoo on his left hand.

Dads going to be so proud!

Meanwhile, the villagers were excited, celebrating their victory against the beast wave, some with tears of joy and others mourning the loss of loved ones. The women once again tending to the wounded and helping clear the corpses to avoid disease.