Character Creation Roleplay!

(Contributor Note: I had intended to just slice up the images for this, but I'm a scrub who can't get it to work. So I'm doing this longform! Enjoy playing through the character creation, I'll try to link the ending choices to the stories that exist. If you play through it'd be easy to make a monster entry with the others, than add a link chapter from your creation path. Just sayin'.)

"Do not avert your gaze, mortal. We have seen your desires, your dark fantasies, and we have judged them worthy.

You need but say a word, mortal, and you will be made our champion to bring the treacherous Light to heel. You will become a monstrosity without equal, to despoil their cities, their women, and defile their saints.

All this and more shall be given."

Obviously, you accept, or you wouldn't be here.

Your consciousness slips away into an inky void. Shapes begin to manifest. You hear a new voice speak.

"Ayo, Got 'im!" she sounds like a freak.

The first voice sighs. "Ignore my sister, please. Serial masturbation has left her brain-damaged."

"Kek, you fell for Mel's lies, anon."

"Do not address me by that name! And I've said no lies."

"That 'will become a monstrosity without equal' is not placed after we give anon the god juice, but after he grinds like a dipshit."

"I had but a few moments to deliver the offer, some information was to be inevitably lost."

"Liar, liar, pants on fire!"

"You insufferable...! Deep breaths, Melanoche, deep breaths. Let me illustrate the situation to you, our champion. The world of Ruyanei has been the place of struggle between Light and Dark...

"Anime JRPG fantasy world where the monsters were about to win, but then the glowing cocksuckers of Light cheated, and made every hero OP. The Demon King is dead and the monsters have been beaten back. So we're cheating too."

"You neglected to mention that they somehow gained the knowledge to kickstart mankind's technology. But yes, they cheated. And now, we will retaliate: another Demon King is on the rise, we've bolstered the reproductive rates of this monster generation, created as many dungeons on human land as we could, and last but not least, our trump card: you."

How the fuck is she talking like that?

Melanoche continued. "You see, Dark, our domain, bestows power immediately but plateaus after a while. This is the reason why the immensely powerful Demon Kings get defeated by Heroes. The powers bestowed by Light start off weak, but grow almost without limit.

Your human soul belongs to Light, and that is what we are going to exploit. We shall make you a monster, but one that can evolve beyond any other by defeating the spawn of men.

So as to not overwhelm the light of your soul, and render this all but moot, you will start as a creature of middling power.

But then...oh ho ho ho...but then..."

Her freaky sister rolled her eyes. "And she calls me a serial masturbator. Anyway! Let's start customizing your body. We could put you into a normal monster, but since your soul is such a special snowflake I'm going to make you into a special snowflake monster."

She leads your disembodied essence forward, and visions begin to fill your view as she speak.

"There are four types of monster cores compatible with your soul. Pick one. Oh, and before you start creaming yourself to the big numbers, I'll give you your daily dose of disappointment: all stat changes stack additively."

Wow, you think, this would be way easier with a visual component. Maybe I want to open the first chapter in another tab and scroll along the image post that inspired this all for context. Then I could skim over redundant stuff!

What a strange thought.

"First we have the Humiliating core."

A vision of goblins crawling out of the depths, giant insects bursting out from swamps, twisted rotlings dropping down from a cavern ceiling. Angels pulled down by leash and rope, valiant knights overruns and stripped by swarming limbs, priestesses pulled into the muck to be bred.

"Yeah, you get the picture. Not particularly strong, but you can creep up on humans easily, and once you get a horde going it's easy to take territory without a Hero to defend it. And-" she licks her lips "things like these fucking prim and proper knights and princesses is a 10/10 contrast."

"The stat perk is 'PTSD', the mere image of you copulating with a woman is enough to induce vomit. And your dirty, dirty touch will be seared into your mates' minds. Even if they escape you, even if they wash their skin until it bleeds, no matter how warm the embrace of any other lover, nothing can scrub you from their memory. You can easily inflict trauma, sexual or otherwise, upon your enemies, reducing their strength. As you grow in power, this will become an aura of fear effect."

"Or you could use an Arcane Core."

You watch a naked woman half-swallowed half-held by a tentacle laden insect the size of a car flexes and fucks her with a purple cock.

"You will look like you crawled out of the deep sea, or fell with a meteor, either of. These are the born wizards of monsterkind. It's been millennia and human bitches, er, witches still haven't learned that summoning one of your kind is a one-way ticket to tentacletown."

"The perk is called 'Mindbend'. You are eldritch, strange, reproduction but another means to unknowable ends."

What?

"You seem to loom larger than the cosmos, something beyond mankind. It's easy to become enraptured by your slimy touch, lose oneself in the horrors hidden behind your many eyes."

You watch as your goddess mentor slips a hand inside of her thin panties.

"Humans you mate with will begin to grow obsessed with you, obey your orders, this effect is greater the more intelligent the victim is. ALso grants a 20% boost to all your spells."

What the fuck does that mean?

"Hold on a second." the goddess is furiously masturbating now.

Melanoche approaches and slaps her across the the back of the head. "What the fuck Carnachias!?"

But Carnachias lets out a moan at the impact, and you can see a wetness spreading through her panties. "Hit mean again."

"You stupid slut, we're in the middle of something!"

"Oh, right, I'll keep going..." She takes a deep breath and pulls out her slick hand, licks it once, then continues. "You could have the Powerful core."

A vision of a minotaur fucking the hell out of a wizard.

"The classic, hulking brutes that can break humans like twigs. The warriors of monsterkind, and the backbone of the Demon King's armies. I never gets old watching one of these kill a bitch with just their dick."

"The perk is 'Alpha'. The weak submit to the strong, that's just the law of nature. And you are of the strong. The sheer, inhuman dominance you display awakens something in your victims, despite themselves. They know that nothing else but you will hurt them, that they need only submit to be safe. Humans you will begin to become submissive towards you, eventually obeying your every order. Also grants a 20% boost to all physical attacks and defense."

What else is there? You muse.

A vision of a pit filled with tentacles and toothy mouths, pulling a group of priestesses deep within while also entering deep within them.

"Then there's the Seedbed core...uh, sure, I can make you a tentaclebed. Demons employ these when they need to occupy an area ASAP because they reproduce hyper-fast. Prepare to have a lot of kids."

"The perk is pretty obvious, 'Seeder', you are one of the fonts of monster life, able to sow life in any and all wombs your tentacles barge into. Your fertility can defeat all contraceptives and even barren wombs, producing children whenever you cum. Your seed is brimming with life, speeding pregnancies enough that a week is enough for the child to be born."

"Normally Seedbeds are sessile, but you can transform into a mobile worm, keeping all your tentacles inside."

You speak for the first time. "Question, can I carrying fuckables in side of me while I'm in worm form?"

Carnachias shrugs. "I dunno. Which core do you want?"