“First Step to Demon King

Kaiee gripped the sword he got from Demon Hunter HQ, feeling its weight in his hands. The cold metal reflected the dungeon’s flickering torchlight. He took a deep breath, lifted it high, and shouted:
“I need too get out of this world by stop being wominzer and delete that Demon King! This is my first step LETS GOOOO!”
With that, he bolted into the dungeon, screaming like a maniac.
The walls echoed his voice and it wasn’t long before a group of D-rank demons heard him. Clawed hands scratched the stone floors as they approached, eyes glowing red. Kaiee, a normal human with zero combat experience except for being a professional womenizer had no idea how to fight.
His first instinct? RUN.
He sprinted, dodging low-hanging spikes and crumbling tiles. But then his foot caught a loose stone. Down he went, sprawling on the cold ground. The demons closed in, snarling, ready to tear him apart.
Suddenly
Kaiee blinked, and the world around him warped. He landed, almost gracefully, in the throne room of God and Devil King.
God, sitting calmly on a golden chair while munching on fruit, didn’t even glance at the scenery. “You are useless. You don’t even know how to fight,” God said plainly.
Devil King, mid-yoga stretch, chuckled. “Hey hey, don’t be so rude to wominzer. This guy’s gonna kill the Demon King for us one day.”
God sighed. “He’s only going to kill the Demon King if the battle is ‘Who is the number one wominzer.’”
Kaiee’s mouth dropped. “Why… why am I here? Where are those demons that were about to kill me?!”
“Oh, you are at the right place, wominzer,” Devil King said, rubbing his chin. “We got some hot girls… how much money you got?” He laughed again heh-heh-heh.
God rolled his eyes. “You’re here because you can’t even fight. So we’re giving you a little of our magic.”
Kaiee’s eyes sparkled. “Really? Magic? You mean I”
God cut him off. “Yes, but don’t forget. D-rank regeneration. D-rank strength. D-rank agility. Nothing else.”
Devil King added, grinning wickedly: “And if you ever want to check your ability level, just slap your ass. A screen will appear showing your state.”
Kaiee froze. “…What?”
“That’s… punishment for being a wominzer,” God explained.
Kaiee opened his mouth to complain but then, blink and he was back in the dungeon, falling onto the cold stone floor.
The D-rank demons were still closing in, claws slashing. Kaiee’s heart raced, but he remembered the gift from God and Devil King. D-rank agility kicked in. He dodged a demon’s swipe, rolled under another, and before he could even process it slashed at one with his sword.
“AHHHHHHH!” Kaiee yelled, excitement bubbling. The demon collapsed, defeated.
“Ohhh yeah! Take that, ugly demon!” Kaiee shouted, hopping around like a hyperactive kid. But celebration was short-lived another demon lunged at him. He dodged instinctively, fighting off the wave of monsters.
Minutes turned into hours. Somehow, Kaiee wasn’t tired. His arms didn’t ache. His lungs didn’t burn. Every move felt natural, almost… exhilarating.
Eventually, he cleared the dungeon. Stones crunched under his feet as he collected loot potions, crystals, and scraps of ancient metal. Kaiee grinned, holding it all in his arms.
He paused. Time to check my stats, he thought nervously. But… how?
Then he remembered. He swallowed hard, embarrassed. “Spank… my… ass?” he muttered. “Ahhh… shit…”
He lifted a hand, hesitated, then spanked. “…Spank me, Daddy,” Kaiee groaned, cheeks burning red. “What the hell? When I spank girls’ asses, they say this… now I spank mine… I say it?!”
The screen blinked alive. Kaiee’s eyes went wide. S-rank stamina.
“H… how?!” he gasped. His face broke into a mix of disbelief and excitement. “S-RANK?! My stamina… is S-RANK?!”
Kaiee stared at the numbers, mind spinning. This is… insane. I… I can do this. I can actually fight demons… maybe even the Demon King…
And somewhere far above, God and Devil King laughed quietly.
“Finally,” Devil King muttered. “Our wominzer might actually make it.”God just sighed. “Don’t get cocky, Itchiie… he’s still a wominzer.”
Kaiee clenched his sword. His journey had truly begun.