Chapter 133: All male world

Issei woke up with a jolt, his heart was racing. His eyes darted around the unfamiliar room, which was devoid of anything he recognized.

The walls were a pristine white, glowing faintly as if illuminated by a heavenly light. There was an unnatural stillness in the air, a calm that immediately unsettled him. 

The last thing he remembered was... getting stabbed. By someone who called him a devil. Right through the heart. His hand instinctively flew to his chest, expecting to find a wound—or at least some kind of scar—but there was nothing. His chest was unmarked, as if the attack had never happened. 

"Where... where am I?" he whispered, his voice was shaky.

"Is this heaven? Am I... dead?" he asked aloud, his sound growing louder with panic. 

As if in response, a deep, commanding voice echoed through the room. "Yes, Issei Hyoudou. You are indeed dead."

Issei looked around, searching for the source of the voice but saw no one. His panic only grew. "No way! This can't be happening! I still haven't touched a single boob, let alone become the Harem King!" 

The mysterious voice chuckled, the sound reverberating in the empty space. "Ah, yes. The infamous dream of Issei Hyoudou. Sadly, that dream will remain unfulfilled."

"Wh-what do you mean?" Issei stammered, his voice cracking. 

"Because of your past actions—your numerous sins of peeking on women while they were changing, your unrepentant lust, and your complete lack of shame—you have been sent to a world where you must atone."

"Aton—what?" Issei asked, his confusion mounting. "Wait, what kind of world?"

The voice paused for dramatic effect before delivering the blow. "An all-male world."

Issei froze, his jaw dropping as the words hit him like a truck. "All... male... world?" he repeated, his voice was barely a whisper.

"Indeed," the voice continued. "A world devoid of women. Your task is to start a family there, to learn the value of responsibility, and to atone for your sinful ways." 

"WHAT?!" Issei screamed, his voice echoing endlessly in the empty room. He fell to his knees, clutching his head in despair. "This can't be real! No girls? No boobs? No harems? How is that fair?!"

As if to twist the knife, the voice added, "It is the only way for you to truly understand the consequences of your actions, Issei Hyoudou. You brought this upon yourself."

Tears began welling up in Issei's eyes as he shook his head violently. "No! I can change! I'll be a good guy! I'll respect women! I'll—I'll do anything! Just don't send me to... to... boobless purgatory!"

From the corner of the room, hidden in the shadows, Arthur and Rias were watching the spectacle unfold. Arthur, leaning casually against the wall, was struggling to contain his laughter. Rias, on the other hand, was less amused, her arms crossed and a slightly exasperated look on her face.

"You're taking this too far," Rias whispered to Arthur. "He's going to break down."

"Relax," Arthur replied with a mischievous grin. "He's fine. This is a valuable lesson. Besides, it's hilarious."

Rias rolled her eyes but said nothing, deciding to let Arthur's prank run its course—for now.

Meanwhile, Issei was now curled into a ball on the floor, muttering incoherently to himself. "No boobs... no harems... I can't live like this... what's the point of living if there are no girls?"

The mysterious voice spoke again, this time with a touch of finality. "You have one chance, Issei Hyoudou. Prove your worth in this new world, or you will remain there for eternity."

"No! Please! Anything but that!" Issei wailed, tears streaming down his face.

At this point, Arthur decided to escalate the prank. With a wave of his hand, the room around Issei transformed. The glowing white walls were replaced with an endless field of rugged terrain. Dozens of burly, naked muscular men appeared out of nowhere, each one glaring at Issei with disapproval.

"Welcome to your new home," the voice boomed.

Issei's eyes darted around, his face pale. "No... no, no, no!" He backed away from the men, shaking his head furiously. "I can't do this! I'm not cut out for this!"

The men began to advance, their expressions all smiley. "We've been waiting for you, Issei Hyoudou," one of them said in a deep, gravelly voice. 

"No! Stay back! You freak," Issei cried, scrambling to his feet and running in the opposite direction. But no matter how far he ran, the landscape remained the same, the men always close behind. 

"DON'T POINT YOUR THING AT ME!!!!" Issei screamed as he run.

Arthur's shoulders shook as he struggled to hold back his laughter. "He's really losing it," he whispered to Rias, who looked like she also about laugh.

"End it, Arthur," she said firmly. "You've had your fun."

"Just a little longer," Arthur replied, grinning. 

"No," Rias said, her tone sharp. "Now."

Arthur sighed, relenting. With a snap of his fingers, the illusion shattered. The glowing walls faded, the muscular men disappeared, and the room returned to normal—Issei's bedroom. 

Issei blinked, his tear-streaked face full of confusion. "Wha—what happened?"

Standing in the corner, Arthur stepped into view, his smirk wide and unapologetic. "Good morning, Issei."

"You!" Issei pointed a trembling finger at him. "You did this! You're the one behind all this!"

Arthur shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe. Maybe not. Who's to say?"

Issei turned to Rias, his expression was of relief as he saw a women.

"Rias-senpai, tell me this isn't real! Tell me he's lying!"

Rias sighed, rubbing her temples. "It was all an illusion, Issei. You're not dead, and you're certainly not in an all-male world. You're still in your room."

Issei collapsed onto the bed, a mixture of relief and anger on his face. "That... that was the worst thing that's ever happened to me!" He glared at Arthur. "Why would you do something so cruel?!"

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