Summoner: Monster Girl Harem!

Vincent sat against the wall of the house. He thought about the women he met, his achievements, and the people he killed. He confirmed Zera was not a white tiger and had pubic hair. His red hair and eyes were stark against the rough surface.

He was ready to get up, but just before he could. There was a burning heat that surrounded him. It felt like the world was burning.

\'What\'s going on!? Fuck! It feels like my skin is burning.\'

Vincent tried to spur on his ice mana to protect himself. His affinity again enhanced thanks to his sex with Silvari the other day. Yet he couldn\'t connect to his Anima or magic. Thus, it failed, and all he could do was shudder and sweat on the spot.

After the heat stopped affecting him, something set the room ablaze. A brutal flame burst out around him and destroyed everything around him. He watched, powerless, as everything he found dear melted in the powerful fire. The pictures and items that represented his memories vanished before his eyes.

He didn\'t want his memories destroyed like this, so he reached out. His hands reached out into the flames in desperation. Although he only spent a few years with his father. The man with an average face and features, except for his charisma and mighty strength, made up a large part of who Vincent became.

\'Please, someone help me!\'

The moment he felt despair, the flames parted and became silent. He realised it was all fake; all the pictures and walls remained, which caused him to feel relieved. Then the sound of clacking heels resounded around him in this strange world.

Moments felt like years for him.

Suddenly, a beautiful woman appeared in his vision.

Deep red is vibrant and more beautiful than the flickering flames, like the setting sun. Her caramel skin shimmered in the light. She was beautiful, like a wonderful oasis in the desert. Two twisted demon horns curved backwards, filled with cracks for her long life of battle.

The woman stood before him as her large wings extended, dividing the fire apart. Like a sea of flame, and walked towards him in a sexy black dress. Her dress highlighted her giant breasts and thick, brown thighs filled with firm muscles and attractive fat.

Her golden eyes narrowed before the slit pupils disappeared when she blinked slowly. She extended an arm and stroked his red hair like he was a little child.

"My beloved lord, forgive this way of meeting you privately. Could I ask for a moment of your time alone?" Efrita asked him, her voice soft and filled with a slight tremble, as if scared to ask.

He looked stunned by her fierce demeanour and appearance. All this just for a moment with him? \'Haha, she almost made me die from a heart attack!\' Vincent felt relaxed and gave the nod before he responded. "S-sure, Efrita. What\'s the matter?" He said with a slight stutter, unsure what she wanted.

\'She will not break our contract, right?\'

Once she heard his words, her face and body became more relaxed, as if filled with peace. But the situation suddenly changed. Before Vincent could process what had happened. His entire world turned red and black and shattered with a loud crack. His picture with his mother, sister and father vanished in an inferno.

His world became dark, filled with nothing but a void.

\'What happened?\'

A dark world formed around him, void of all sound. He lost all of his senses from sight to sound and smell, now left inside the black world. Even Efrita\'s flame vanished. Vincent tried to call out to her, but no sound came from his lips but the air he exhaled. He floundered around and flailed inside the endless dark.

\'Why is everything so strange today? I cannot feel my connection to any of the girls.\' Damn….

Suddenly, after he thought this, his body plummeted as he felt a tight pain inside his chest, and despair filled his heart. \'This is a dream; when did it start? Since I got home, before that? Am I still in the classroom on the day we awaken!?\'

His mind filled with strange thoughts. He thought that the past few months might have all been a dream. His beloved women were not real. It isolated him in the darkness without his voice for comfort. The moment he has almost crushed under that feeling, two giant hands, filled with iridescent black and red scales, wrapped around his body and lifted him.

"My lord, are you feeling scared?" Said a deep, ferocious voice that resounded in the silent void.

After the voice sounded, the void shattered like glass and broke apart—the bleak world burst with life. Volcanoes and towering mountains appeared out of nowhere, splitting the ground further and spreading lush forests in this strange landscape. Rivers flowed and divided the vast land into a small but wonderful paradise.

\'Wow…\'

Vincent did not feel any fear, just confusion. This place reminded him of his spiritual world. The voice sounded once more like it could hear his thoughts.

"Indeed, this is my spiritual world, although the spirit world of a spirit differs from most other creatures. This is, in fact, the place I was born. Can you see the tallest volcano on the horizon? That\'s where I was born, Fufu!" He felt a familiar feeling from this voice. He looked at the hulking shadow that covered him and attached to the vast hands that held him.

Vincent\'s eyes widened and took in the sight before him.

A huge red dragon with black scales stood above him. Her voice was feminine, so he judged her to be female. She was massive, her enormous body taller than anything he had ever seen in his life. Almost four times, the size of that gigantic wolf which fought against him and Efrita.

\'She doesn\'t seem to be hostile against me though…?\'

Her smooth fingers stroked through his hair, like a valuable object. The claws on her massive palms were like enormous swords. She placed him onto a rock that stood just under her nose as a warm breeze from her nostrils brushed against him like a squall of wind.

\'What a pretty face!\'

The dragon\'s face was neat, with her red scales becoming a slight pink, almost like a blush on her cheeks and lower lips. She was nothing like the monsters he fought before and was the most beautiful monster he ever met. Before he could speak, her lips moved slightly as her powerful voice sounded, almost blowing him away.

"I want you to know more about me... Why I became a daemon and stopped being a dragon..." Efrita said, her voice filled with emotion.

"Efrita!? You were a dragon!"