[Ding! Successfully interfered with the protagonist's ascension to godhood.]
[The user has suffered physical death and is about to be obliterated.]
[Emergency Protocol Activated.]
[Initiating Transmigration…]
…
As Alex's eyelids fluttered open and his consciousness slowly awakened, an unfamiliar white ceiling with a rotating brown fan appeared in front of him, along with multiple translucent blue panels suspended in the air.
They were exactly like those system panels he'd seen in fantasy web comics back on Earth.
"…!?"
The shock from such a bizarre sight jolted Alex awake, but out of cautiousness engraved in his bones, he didn't react outwardly. Instead, he carefully read each notification.
'Protagonist? Physical death… obliteration… transmigration… again…?'
Indeed, this was not Alex's first transmigration.
Once upon a time, Alex was just an average corporate slave on Earth with a hospitalized mother, a perpetually nagging wife, and a rebellious daughter who viewed him with nothing but contempt.
The burden of ever-growing responsibilities and expenses, combined with a salary that refused to increase, caused the debt to continue piling up on his shoulders.
Such a life suffocated him, slowly poisoning his spirit and rotting him from the inside out.
Still, with no way out, Alex endured.
That was until one day everything changed when his wife left him for a wealthier man.
Despite her betrayal and despite contributing almost nothing to the life they had built, the bitch had the nerve to demand alimony, child support, and even the house.
Even more absurd was that the biased courts sided with her.
In a matter of weeks, Alex lost everything and was thrown out on the road with debt and bills piled so high that in the end, he couldn't even afford to keep his mother alive.
The day his mother died, the last thread holding Alex together snapped, and he killed the treacherous whore and that bitch of a daughter who falsely accused him with his own hands before ending his life by jumping in front of a speeding truck.
At that time, he thought that would be his end.
But the universe had other plans, and he was transmigrated into a fantasy world of magic and swords, that too as the sole son of a Demigod with unprecedented privilege and power.
He was a prodigy with endless potential, surrounded by wealth, status, and beauties from different walks of life that he fucked left and right, day and night.
No matter who he put a finger on, be it a scholar's wife or a prince's bride, she would be delivered to his bed that same night.
Even though there were some occasional assassination attempts and he had to go through those grueling training schedules, it didn't dampen his spirit.
Power, freedom, wealth, and eternal life. Everything was within his reach.
Or so he thought until that night when his mother was brutally killed in front of him.
Not by anyone else, but by Alex's own father, Rumon.
Once that man killed his own wife as if stepping over an ant, he then activated some strange ritual and caught Alex.
Even now, the memory made Alex's heart cold.
To climb the stairs of divinity and ascend to godhood, Rumon sacrificed his wife and wanted his son, Alex, to bear his Karma and Sin.
After becoming a part of the ritual, Alex instinctively understood what was happening, and, for the first time in his life, he felt what true existential terror was.
It was because if he truly got entangled with his father's Karma and Sin, his soul would be damned for eternity, becoming a vessel of sin, rejected by the world, and erased from the cycle of reincarnation.
Realizing this, hatred surged in his heart like a roaring volcano, but bound by the ritual and locked by his father's suffocating aura, he couldn't even lift a finger, let alone move or resist.
His heart sank to the bottom.
Fortunately, because his soul came from another world, the ritual couldn't control him completely.
Though the sliver of freedom was infinitesimally small, almost nonexistent, it gave him a glimmer of hope.
Of course, hope didn't mean he could escape.
Death was inevitable.
But if he was going to fall, he would drag everything down with him into oblivion.
Alex was an extremely vengeful man, and he would never let that bastard who wanted him dead have it easy.
'If I'm going to hell… I'll drag you down with me and make sure you never reach heaven.'
With madness burning in his cold eyes, he forced his mana out of control, ignited his own Mana core, and turned himself into a living bomb.
It was his final act of defiance.
What followed was a suicidal explosion that plunged his consciousness into darkness—
Only to be awakened in this new world by the notifications of this System that he had never awakened in his previous life.
Recalling and understanding the sequence of events, Alex sighed inwardly, then clicked his tongue as if realizing something.
'I see, so that bastard of a father of mine was indeed a protagonist.'
Back in that world, hearing the stories of his father's accomplishments, Alex had always felt that sense of déjà vu, like he was somehow familiar with these stories.
However, at that time, Alex believed that whoever his father was, he would also bask in his father's glory and luck and didn't care much about the implications.
But who would have thought his father would turn on his own son?
"Phew—!"
Alex exhaled slowly, forcing his racing mind to calm down, but no matter how he tried to compose himself, a storm of emotions surged from the depths of his soul.
Confusion, relief, unease, and above all, rage, making him want to curse and tear apart that man, his so-called father.
'Protagonist? Heh! What a fucking joke.'
Letting out a hysterical laugh in his head and venting his fury inwardly, Alex's gaze slowly refocused on the unfamiliar ceiling, and his expression turned eerily calm as he thought to himself.
'No matter what, at least I'm still alive… and this seems to be a modern world... Am I back on Earth?'
The word "Earth" had barely popped up in his subconscious when a sudden influx of memories, along with information about the system, flooded his mind, making him clutch his head in agony.
"Ugh!"
"Alex, you're awake?!"
His light groan seemed to have been heard by the owner of the house, who immediately came rushing toward him from the kitchen, and her voice was filled with concern.
[Detected: Rebecca Shaw (Protagonist's Mother)]
[Please Fuck and Conquer the Protagonist's Mother for rewards]
After processing all the information in his head and then seeing those system notifications, he finally turned towards that sexy MILF.
Big tits, a curvy ass, an hourglass figure, and that beautiful face making one want to devour it, Alex couldn't help but have a flicker of greedy, evil light flash in his eyes.
'Oh, so this world is filled with protagonists, and I am a villain destined to die at their hands? Making me a stepping stone for some protagonists? Heh! Then let's see who hunts who.'
Alex sneered in his heart.
He was not that ignorant young man anymore, unaware of anything.
This time, no matter who it was, if they dared to have ill intentions towards him or block his path, be it a protagonist or the whole world, he would hunt them down like the dogs they were and would tear them apart piece by piece.
Naturally, he would do so all while fucking those sexy heroines, turning those proud cunts into his personal fucktoys, and breaking their spirits until they begged for his cock.
And since now he had a system as a cheat for help, he would be even more ruthless on his path and would grow stronger until he stood at the absolute apex of existence.
'I have also not forgotten that grudge, my bastard father. Just you wait. One day, I will find you and will burn your soul for eternity, letting you suffer endless agony.'