From Slave to King: My Rebate System Built Me a Kingdom With Beauties! Chapter 1: Prologue

There is a point in every man’s life where he contemplates whether the world was made for him.

This was the thought of a man known as Byung; there was nothing else to live for.

He had flunked out of college while being afflicted with a disability called muscular dystrophy that all but limited what he could do. He had the brains to think, but he lacked the physical ability to carry out those thoughts, leaving him trapped within his mind.

No one showed an interest in him, so he never even got to lose his virginity, coupled with jobs not willing to hire him, thanks to that physical limitation.

He hated his parents for bringing him into the world, only to be killed in an accident shortly after—so who was going to take care of him?

There was nothing left to live for, and Byung knew his life would be different if he could live like everyone else.

However, this wasn’t his fate because the universe decided to play a cruel joke on him, but what if there was no afterlife?

"I will be glad," Byung muttered with a defeated smile, seated in his wheelchair on the side of the road.

The chair was barely holding up, with the pull ring loose; it was only a matter of ti before even this didn’t work.

"Goodbye, cruel world..." These were Byung’s last words before rolling into oncoming traffic.

The famous Truck-kun, responsible for countless deaths, ca to Byung’s rescue, sweeping him off the road and ending his miserable life.

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"Zit mi-grok." A voice exclaid, but this was certainly not the language that Byung was accustod to, so he assud this was one of those monts where one’s life flashes right before their eyes, so maybe this was so mory that he had forgotten as a kid.

But all of that changed when his eyes opened, because what ca into his line of sight were green monsters.

"What the bloody fuck is this!?" Byung exclaid, and the first thing that ca to mind was hell.

But the gigantic breasts in front of him said otherwise, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his surroundings.

These weren’t your average monsters; these were goblins! Byung tried to get away from them, but his little hands ca into his line of sight.

"What?" Byung thought to himself upon realising his skin was green. This couldn’t be right.

The last ti he recalled, he was human, and there was no way he could be transported into an alternate world. Those weren’t real... were they?

Upon further inspection, he noticed there was a gigantic woman with laboured breath sprawled across the table with her legs apart.

He didn’t need to be told to know that was the woman who must have pushed him out of her womb. However, the woman’s limbs suddenly beca stiff.

"Zha drok!" Despite this being a foreign language, Byung understood what they were saying.

"She is dead!" Those were the words that escaped the mouth of the green creature, but Byung got a closer look at his deceased mother in this world.

She wasn’t a goblin despite having the sa skin colour; she was a lot bigger, with muscles far more defined than what he was used to.

"It is another boy..." the green creature holding him muttered in disappointnt.

"Should we kill it?" another asked, and Byung realised he was among Orcs.

"No, throw it in with the rest. That was the agreent," they said.

Byung found himself in a world where goblins were frowned upon, as they couldn’t sire a female child, but all the races that dared to carry one of their children had a 100% fatality rate.

The goblins had agreed to share their resources with the other kingdoms, as long as they were willing to send out won to reproduce with them to keep their population alive.

This was essentially a death sentence, so it was criminals or won of low birth that were often traded, and the recent death of this orc ant that even the strongest of races weren’t exempt from the fatality rate.

However, this was a steal because the goblins were sitting on a goldmine, and the fact that they only thought to use it this way was a blessing to other kingdoms, as they had no idea what the resources they held could do.

Why? All they thought about was sex and reproduction; they were simple-minded creatures that could barely string multiple sentences together.

And only goblins of the highest rank enjoyed this privilege, as they needed only their best to reproduce in hopes their offspring retained those traits.

And Byung’s fate wasn’t going to be any different... or was it?

He had sothing none of them had, and that was his mories from his past life, along with his high IQ to boot.