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The Defeat Addicts are Obsessed with Me

ReiReiRei
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Since then, the threshold of the ‘Theater of Illusions’ has been worn thin by the constant flow of visitors. Once the floodgates were opened, rumors spread secretly and rapidly. From the noble knights of the Empire and apprentice priests dreaming of sainthood to even the most high-minded mages—they each began to unburden the ‘hideous yet sweet pleasure of defeats’ they had harbored in their hearts.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

The fantasy world is a wonderful place. Yes, I agree with that statement. It is a wonderful place. Dragon knights atop wyverns soar through the sky. Wizards spew fire and water. Beautiful saints bestow blessings, making the land fertile and the people smile. In this world, protected by absolute beings who guard each kingdom and empire, there isn't even a Demon King to speak of, leaving the world filled with peace. From beautiful elves and dwarves who have achieved a mechanical civilization straight out of a steampunk setting to druids guarding the forests and beastmen with the traits of all sorts of animals. It was truly a world that stitched together every element of fantasy.

A perfect world. I was truly happy and grateful to have been reincarnated into such a world, but... But, you see.

"It's lacking."

Exactly one thing—the most important thing—was missing. The pinnacle of human ingenuity. Porn.

Yes. There was an absolute lack of "material" to satisfy the desires of men, and women too, even if just by themselves. Porn—the so-called "adult video." How beautiful is even the name? It was media saturated with sexual desire, the most primal of human needs. The greatest invention of the modern era, allowing one to satisfy every urge without even leaving their seat, using nothing but a small phone in hand.

To someone like me, who had mastered every genre of video through a long and storied history of "research," porn was like a drug I could never quit. Japanese, Western, Eastern—even manga and anime. From pure love and harems to massage videos, SM, MILFs, 3P, various conceptual works, and all those tags you'd only see on sites like Hitomi. Every time I watched one, I became the protagonist of that work, fully immersing myself and enjoying the situation.

Sometimes I was a fresh-faced college student in love with only one girl; sometimes I was a student longing for the older girl next door; and sometimes I was the devil corrupting a hero who saved the world. I became the "Hypnosis Uncle," a character who pounces on women only with a "breeding press," or a handsome man who charms multiple women.

The erotica of this other world was far too crude to satisfy someone with my level of experience.

"There's magic, so why aren't they using it for this?"

I couldn't understand it. This is a world where they make refrigerators and print photographs with magic, isn't it?

"Ah, I'm seriously dying for a fix..."