I Was Summoned As A Hero, But I Became The Demon Lord Instead

(POV Chi Kaban)

I was minding my own business in the abyss when all of a sudden a stereotypical event transpired. Someone fell from the sky and landed on top of me. At first I was slightly expectant thinking a beautiful girl had fallen from the sky, but upon closer inspection they were wearing clothes intended for males. Feeling I had been cheated I tossed them to the side disinterestedly.

He appeared to be dead and I had no interest in necrophilia, nor was I gay. I was still troubled over my present situation as a blood bag for this high and mighty vampire progenitor. No matter how I tried over the last month I wasn't able to land a single scratch on her fair white skin, nor was I able to pin that dainty little waist of hers to the ground. Rather the reverse often happened.

She would toy with me playfully like a cat would stalk a mouse enjoying what little resistance I put up. Every day she would drain my blood at least twenty times while I feebly tried to resist her.

Occasionally she summoned a low level monsters in hordes and watched as I was ripped into shreds. I was far weaker than them, but occasionally I somehow managed to kill a few due to their negligence.

My first kill was sadly only thanks to being eaten in one piece by a pig looking creature. I managed to use brute strength to just barely rip apart it's intestines while covered in it's disgusting bodily fluid.

When I got out she was actually repulsed enough to not want to suck my blood directly so she lopped my head off and destroyed my body. After that she chopped my head off and destroyed my head.

Suddenly I was as clean as a baby's bottom, just how she liked before she quickly drained me of all the blood in my body. I had spent a day inside so she really had her fill for that meal, not just seconds, but forty more body bag sized servings.

Seeing as my blood regenerated endlessly, it wasn't too bad, but it wasn't fun being dominated and played with like this every day. Sure she was hot, sure, but, not being able to touch the meal before my eyes was excruciatingly painful.

While I was squat over examining what I presumed was a dead man, think of the devil and she shall grace us with her almighty presence. She appeared right on time for her meal and her fangs happily pierced into my neck with her arms wrapped around me from behind. Why she insisted on stirring my masculine d.e.s.i.r.es like this all the time, perhaps I will never know.

She only occasionally does things like this when she's enjoying her meal though. On any other occasion, she treats me like dirt, not letting me touch her for even a moment. She's really stingy with skinship outside of her meals to the point it's infuriating.

"By the way Chi Kaban, who's your guest?"

"My guest? Wouldn't he be your guest? Isn't he another sacrifice for you?"

"Now that you mention it, she does feel a bit familiar. Looking closer, I feel like I have actually seen this person before. If I remember correctly, it was probably about five years ago."

"Considering I didn't give them any benefits after sending you down, maybe they thought you were insufficient. Ah. Right, right. I remember now, this was the stupid 45th summoned hero that Star Cleaving Sword chose as its master. What is she doing down here?"

"Wait. She? Isn't this a guy?"

"Ah that? Well… I made up a random prophecy that the 45th hero would be male, but it turned out they summoned a female instead. They really take things too seriously, I usually just flip a coin in boredom when handing out prophecies to them. Somehow, I miraculously kept a streak of forty four correct guesses through this method, they probably took that the gender must adhere to the prophecy. Then rather than doubting my baloney prophecies they made the female hero crossdress as a male. They were probably also secretly panicking after sending you down here thinking they messed up somehow. When I gave them no blessing or benefit they probably thought to test the waters by sending down a second sacrifice."

"Too bad for them I don't need any more sacrifices in the future now that I have you."

"I really don't appreciate being treated like your food."

"What else are you then?"

"Your future love interest?"

Suddenly my lower jaw was missing from my face and in the palm of her hand.

"Is it this stupid jaw that doesn't know how to keep it's filthy comments to itself?"

Over the last month I had grown accustomed to her tsundere act.

Suddenly I felt a sense of deja vu as my brain was in front of my eyes.

"Is it this idiot brain that still likes to think moronic thoughts?"

Okay, she's really just a kuudere.

Two fleshy balls landed in my field of vision.

"Are these the balls that have the nerve to label a being at the top of the food chain like me?"

The pain was still there, but I'd become a bit numb to it thanks to my pain resistance stat increasing over the last month. However, this was the one part if taken, my Achilles heel so to speak, that would still send me on the verge of insanity when taken and crushed.

"Aaaaaaaggggghhhhh!"

"Haaah. Haaaaaaah. Haaaaaaaaah."

With three heavy breaths I pleaded for mercy, "can you please just let me off with that?"

"Food does not have the right to l.u.s.t after the one who eats it."

Damn it! I want to be eaten, but not as food!

Ugh, whatever. I'm just trying to drown myself in mortal p.l.e.a.s.u.r.es after having met someone similar to myself. I've lived for too long already after all.

The reason I was given the immortal object ability in this world, I was quite confident I understood why. The world I came from was not a nice place. I was raised as an experimental test subject, I was born in the times of Ancient Egypt. It took thousands of years of effort before I was successfully brought into the world through endless experiments. The project began when the first pyramid was built in 2630 BC and lasted right up until the fall of Egypt when Cleopatra the seventh died.

I was born shortly after her death and I was sheltered deep within the first pyramid built. All pyramids built afterwards were also for the sake of research. On the surface, the pyramids were thought to be a way to bury the pharaohs of those times, however, beneath the surface, they were used to disguise and hide the secrets of the civilization controlling and treating the Ancient Egyptians as puppets. In reality, deep beneath the surface, another civilization existed, far more advanced than the Ancient Egyptians.

They were instructed to build the pyramids to hide the experimental research facilities beneath them. The pharaohs were nothing more than pawns used by this deeply hidden advanced civilization who only pursued the secrets to immortality. This civilization had already long ago discovered genetics and were working on creating a human whose telomeres could regenerate.

After thousands of years of effort, they had one successful case, which was none other than I, the sole fruit of their unforetold efforts.

Following the fall of Ancient Egypt, I infiltrated the Roman empire and took part in many historic events ranging from, Caesar Augustus who became the first Roman Emperor in 27 BC when he reintroduced monarchy to Rome, to when the Colosseum was built in 80 AD and even when the Hadrian Wall was later built in 121 AD to keep out the barbarians. I even experienced first hand the third century crisis where the Roman empire suffered chronic political and military instability between 235 AD and 284 AD. Not even the battles where Constantine converted to Christianity in 312 AD was something I was kept away from. I was around all the way until the fall of Rome in 476 AD when I witnessed first hand how the last Roman Emperor Romulus Augustus suffered defeat to the German Goth Odoacer.

Thereafter, I lived through the reign of the barbarian king of Italy who was later killed by Theodoric who became the next ruler of Italy.

Eventually I grew wary of the life in one place as people inevitably caught onto my unaging nature. It was truly carelessness on my part. Due to my foolishness back then, I was captured and researched by countless individuals seeking the secrets to immortality.

One day I managed to escape and I fled far away from Italy and ventured towards Russian soil where I spent a hundred years before moving onto India and later China. Several hundred years passed along with my never ending journey across the changing times. I experienced many different eras and customs until one day I eventually arrived at Japan, the land of the rising sun. It was at this point I decided to settle down a bit and act as an intermediary between the two countries.

I typically alternated between China and Japan about every twenty years to keep my existence a secret. I naturally changed my identity each time I moved about. Thanks to this, I experienced the chaotic and turbulent times in both these countries.

From the Tang dynasty to the Qing dynasty in China from 618 AD to 1912 AD, simultaneously through the Nara period to the end of the Meiji period in Japan from 710 AD to 1912 AD, I truly went through all sorts of ups and downs. 710 AD was when I first arrived in Japan right at the start of the Nara period. From then on I alternated between China and Japan as a trader. In fact in 777 AD I was even a part of the group that delivered eleven female Japanese dancers from Balhae as tribute to the Chinese Tang dynasty.

Ah, those were rather memorable days when at sea. Good old pirates really knew how to spice up your life. No, but really, it was a disgusting time period. It's a miracle I survived all the voyages over my extensive sailing career of approximately 1300 years at sea. I may have been unable to age, but that did not mean I was immortal like I was now. If I was slightly careless, I could have easily died back then. It was painful being alone, but I felt like killing myself or leading a senseless death would be an insult to all the people trying their hardest just to get by in life. That was one of the few things that kept me going forward through my seemingly unending days.

Although, one of my favorite time periods was definitely the Sengoku period in Japan from 1467 AD to 1600 AD. It was definitely what I would call an interesting time for me as I personally witnessed it all first hand, along with what came afterwards. I must be quite frank, a certain betrayal was thanks to the words I carelessly spoke to a certain individual at Honnō-ji.

If you wonder the secret behind the reason of his so called betrayal it would be along the lines of a bunch of drunks rambling. The conversation went something like this.