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Let’s begin with a long synopsis of the story.

Arata is a cute 10 year old boy, attending elementary school. He has a big sister who is in her second year of high school. His sister Ayaka loves him lots because he is a weak yet kind little brother. Arata knows that his sister has a complex about him, but he doesn’t mind it. Since, he thinks that their relationship with each other is good because of her attachment to him.

One day, Ayaka decides to invite a female classmate of hers, inside her house, to study for the upcoming exams. That classmate of Ayaka is Hana, a disguised succubus with ultra big boobs and a thick body.

When Hana enters the siblings house, she meets Arata and falls head over heels for him at first sight. Beginning to make sexual advances towards him in many different ways.

Arata at first is happy to make acquaintance with Hana, but later on he becomes aware of her lewd nature. Becoming really afraid of her.

To see Arata again. Hana comes to the siblings’s house every time she has the chance, so that she can admire Arata’s cuteness.

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The situation of Hana meeting Arata through the help of Ayaka, repeats itself for a long time, until one day, Hana who couldn’t contain her feelings for Arata anymore, corners Arata agains a wall and uses her succubus abilities to make the child’s dick rock hard.

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Shocked by the situation he finds himself in. Arata tries to desperately stop Hana’s advances but fails, as he is not strong enough to prevent her from taking his virginity.

Her lust for him, makes Hana go out of control, forcing her to reveal her succubus appearance and rape the weak child for hours until Arata’s mind brakes completely.

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Forced to become Hana’s semen factory. Arata begs for mercy but his pleading goes unheard by the twisted succubus 

She only want’s to indulge herself in sexual desires. Forgetting the love that she once felt towards him, in order to be satisfied by his body instead of his kind heart.

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Mind broken by the shota loving rapist succubus. Arata can’t tell anyone about his circumstances. Not even to his sister or parents. As such, he gives up on hope and accepts his role as Hana’s sex partner. Welcoming her warm yet wet embrace that makes him go to heaven every time his small penis is inside her.

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“Holy mother of god!”

“It’s worse then I thought it was!”

“It was supposed to be a fictional story dammit! Why does it have to become real?!”

Sitting on a park bench near an elementary school. I screamed out loudly, with all my strength as I realized that I had been transmigrated in Arata’s body.

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It had been only a few seconds ago that I had climaxed with my dick to this H-manga. Then, suddenly without my consent, the universe pulls me out of my original world and puts me in this kid’s shoes. As if, wishing to tell me to save this poor kid’s life with everything I have got in me, or else get raped like little Arata.

Damn it! Are you kidding with me universe!

How am I supposed to save a kid who has a succubus as an opponent?!

That girl is crazy! Crazy I tell you!

She has superhuman strength. Superhuman speed. And can even manipulate minds with her charm ability!

You must be kidding with me bro!

This, this isn’t the kind of shit I can take on without preparations~~.

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“Wait! Wait a sec! Wait!” I forced myself out of my emotional panic, when I thought of the word ‘preparation’. And then thought about something different.

“Isn’t a succubus a sex devil? Can’t this devil be expelled from the mortal world through ‘exorcism’!?” I told myself.

‘Can’t I just use some holy water, salt or even a cross/rosary to ward against it?!’ I thought.

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“…”

“Okay. Maybe I panicked a little too much. My worries are useless.” I assured myself, after thinking about this problem in a different way.

I mean. If I want to survive against this sex devil’s attack, I need to change my way of thinking and start using the knowledge of old earth against this world!

On earth, there was this religion called Christianity. And in this religion, there existed ways to ward off against demons.

“I need salt. Lots of salt.”

“Also, I need to change my religion beliefs from Buddhism to Christianity now that western devils exist.”

“I am in need a total conversion here!” I screamed at myself while holding my head in panic. 

Somehow this action was cute… but…

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“That kid seems crazy bro. Better turn around. I don’t want to be stopped midway from home.” (Gangster A)

“Yeah. Let’s avoid this little guy. He seems to be out of his mind.” (Gangster B)

A few passerbys who wanted to enjoy a lovely friday in the park said, as they saw me acting like a crazy man.

They quickly turned around and went to the direction opposite to me.

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“Huh?!”

‘Okay. Let’s keep my internal problems inside my head. I don’t want people to see me as a psychopath.’ I reminded myself to not spill out anything crazy.

Right now, I was in another world. A world where morals and values are twisted as hell.

I am in the animated would. The world of a hentai manga.

A place where the impossible is possible. And there where the darkest thoughts of mankind become real.

“Fuck. Why me?!”

‘I need to find a church immediately!’

Getting up from the bench I was sitting. I grabbed my school bag. Put it behind my back, and headed to the nearest catholic community I could think of.

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Of course, finding a church nearby would be difficult. Especially in Japan, where everything is dark and twisted. But I had to move on. I couldn’t wait for god to show up himself.

‘If god won’t find me, I will find him myself!’

Taking out an iPhone from the right pocket of my school uniform. I opened google maps, wrote ‘church’ in the search function of the app and immediately got advised to a few nearby places that I could visit.

“Jackpot!”

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There were three christian communities in my town. The nearest of them was a cathedral 30 minutes away from the elementary school I studied.

‘Haste makes waste. But right now, I have no other choice left.’

‘It’s either this. Or the option of becoming a succubus’s plaything.’

Agh! (Nosebleed). I like that beautiful oneesan. I really like her and her thick body. But…

I don’t want to become a dried corpse!

I want to live! 

And to live, I must make sacrifices. 

I told myself.

Afterwards, I boarded a bus that went in the direction of the nearest cathedral and sat on a seat far away from any passengers.

My fingers moved fast, as I typed my phone, searching  multiple ways to deal, ward or kill demons on the network. 

Thank god, the internet never disappoints you! While searching for demon warding methods, I came across a lot of materials that could help with that.

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“Piuff~!”

The door of the town’s public bus opened. 

Hearing and seeing that, I stepped outside the vehicle. Finding myself on a bus station. Said station was located right in front of the cathedral I wanted to visit today.

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“Well. Would you look at that that?”

“The christians never disappoint you when it comes to looks.” I said to the empty air, as I gazed upon a great building that seemed to have come out of a fairy tail.

It’s extravagance wasn’t much. But it’s style of architecture was amazing.

To think that such a building could exist in modern day, and no one visits it.

It simply makes you wonder, why no one visits churches nowadays.

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Taking in the sight of the enormous cathedral that would cost a fortune, if ever sold. I watched with amazement as sparkles could be seen in my shota eyes.

It was amazing. The sight of such architecture that doesn’t resemble anything made from Japanese people.

The beauty of the cathedral completely took my mind away from all other thoughts, leaving only one thing in my mind.

‘This is where god’s home is.’

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While physically being a 10 years old child right now. I had been 22 years old before I transmigrated.

35 minutes ago. I had been an adult with many responsibilities, a well paying job, and an apartment that could be called mine.

My real name was Adam, instead of Arata. I was an university student who was working part time to make enough money for my daily meals and rent.

It wasn’t until this cursed transmigration happened, that I had been forced to find ways to fend myself from the claws of an evil demon.

Honestly, in my old life, churches were not this big and amazing as the one I am seeing right now.

In the real world, churches wouldn’t exceed certain highs. Physical laws simply wouldn’t allow it.

But.

Seeing how we are in the animated world.

A world where fantasy and reality are combined to give life to a better environment.

…I guess that such a cathedral could never appear in the original world. For if it did. It would defy the laws of gravity itself.

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‘Ugh… enough with thinking about such things. Let’s go inside the cathedral and ask a priest if a conversion is possible.’

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Moving away from the bus station without any reluctance or hesitation. I followed a paved courtyard path that sent me straight to the entrance door of the cathedral.

In front of the cathedral’s huge doors. I noticed that the doors were completely open. Revealing the sight of a huge dome like internal room with many benches lined behind earth other. About 10 rows of benches stacked up and there was a path in red leading to the altar.

“WoW.”

The inside of the cathedral was dome shaped despite the building looking like a Greek temple.

Just what sort of sorcery is this…

Wait! Instead of sorcery, let’s call it architecture. Let’s always remember that people build these structures and that it would be impolite of me to to refer to their artwork as sorcery.

‘Honestly, I should respect the architects. They are great people despite being addicted to monetary gains.’

“Sigh.”

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I really don’t want to sigh, but circumstances don’t give me this right. 

There is a thick girl threatening my life. And I don’t fucking know if a blessing from a church will work.

Nevertheless… I must do it. I need to step up and change my fate of becoming a semen factory.

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Thinking like this. I set foot for the first time in my life inside a church. A place that many considered to be the home of god.

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(((Note: Daily Prayer For Peace)))

~ “Lord, who is more than we can ever understand, help us to find you, and you alone. Father help us to stand before all that we can do and look for what you would do, and emulate that. Lord lift from us our need to achieve all that we can be and instead, surrender to what you want us to be. Give us ways to refrain from the busyness that will put us on edge and off balance, give us today your peace. 

Amen” ~

The voice of a priest echoed throughout a cathedral deprived any sounds.

His prayers reached every corner of the dome, but there was no one to repeat his words.

Empty was the church on a friday, empty were the seats that had only ghostly guests invited.

Yet, those eyes, despite being rotten to the core, still shined intensely as his belief in the lord didn’t waver for a second in his breathing lore.

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“That’s pretty cool, Mr.” I spoke, dissolving the serenity achieved through absence of life. Hopefull, to get to know this enigmatic man that stood on an altar with a giant cross embedded in the ground behind it.

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“Welcome to the Rosemary Cathedral my child.”

“I am father Rodriguez.”

“What beings you here, on an evening such as this one.” Noticing me, father Rodriguez said something. 

Afterwards, he took a book that resided on a lectern on his hands, and made his way towards me.

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Not afraid of the man who had a face as beautiful as a fashion model in his 30ties, I too moved towards him. Forgetting all Japanese formalities ever taught to me.

I was a transmigrator. A man who came from a different nation. An individual who was older then he may look. As such, dealing with older people wasn’t a problem.

However…

It seems that I lack the formal language that many people in this country use.

After all, I wasn’t a real Japanese at heart. 

At heart, I was just an outsider brought to this country through unusual means.

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‘Hopefully, with time. I can learn about respect, courtesy, and figures of speech.’