This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall!



The three year mark.

I had run about a third of the way through the first of the million laps thanks to Eugene telling me.

And that was when I was faced with another problem.

"Fuck… spill already…"

"Oh? What's this, why have you stopped the cataclysm again?"

"My cores… are empty."

Eugene punched at my face which I narrowly dodged while still running.

"Like I care about that."

This fucker was getting annoying by the minute. Was this really how I was with others? Actually, I didn't have the time to think about any of this bullshit.

How was I going to keep circulating without having anything in me?

"Why don't you just breakthrough?" Eugene asked, it seemed he was holding off on beating me up.

If it was just that easy. I would have broken through all kinds of realms long ago. But I couldn't complain either.

"I'll… try…"

"I am being serious. Just break through."

"How—Ok… I'll do it."

Eugene turned his gaze upward. Just in case anyone was wondering, he was floating around at my pace almost as if it was just as difficult as going on a morning stroll. Not difficult at all.

"You don't seem to understand me. But that's ok. I'll help you."

I did not like the sound of that.

"People learn to breakthrough at the verge of death. And usually when their cores are running at an empty gas."

"I-I need them to change anyway so…"

"It's better if you're stronger. Come now, let's heal you up and break you down."

Heal me up?

Ah, right, my hands and ribs were still broken from three years back.

"How are you going to heal me up?" This bastard had used anything that could heal that I had with me on the people back on Earth. I was grateful for that, I just called him a bastard because he was a bastard.

"That's easy. You're an Demon Lord. As long as you're not dead, you'll live."

"God damn."

Eugene shot me a glare and I turned away. No snark, got it.

"Keep running for a bit, I'll be back."

Another boom spread through as he dashed off. I wondered how far he went.

After running for about 20 or so more minutes, I heard the sounds of the air trembling and in a few seconds, Eugene was back. Grasped firmly in his hands….

Was one of the clones of the outer god of invasion, the Invasion Navy.

I widened my eyes and instinctually prepared to fight, but after realizing the absurdity of the situation, I stopped myself.

"Outer God," he said, tossing the clone on the ground. "Very nutritious. I was going to kill it when I took over your body, but I thought it'll be a good source of food."

"g̸̡͚̣̈́r̶̋̍̅͜á̴͙̋̾a̷̙̣̕a̸̠͙̫͠!̶̼͔̑"

My ears buzzed as the outer god's clone stood up.

"Hunt your meal, that'll heal you up. Also, don't you dare stop running the entire time, I'll make sure it follows after you."

EXCUSE ME!?

I was supposed to run while biting this thing down all the while it came after my own ass?

"Oh and if you die I am just gonna say goodbye to the world, I don't feel like helping you is gonna be worth the trouble."

This fucker.

I felt no pretense in his voice. He would really do it.

I had to fight while running.

The Outer God's clone pranced on me, it's tentacles shooting out.

With the least amount of energy needed, I twisted my body just enough to avoid its attacks.

And it's tentacle passed through me.

Or it at least looked as if it did.

"What?"

I was surprised at my own actions. No matter how many times it tried to attack, I could easily avoid at the minutest level to the point it seemed like every attack could just go through my body and come out on the other side.

It tried to use multiple hits, but it was all useless.

Every single time my body would move just enough to avoid its moves.

"What in the world is happening?"

"Hahah!" Eugene smirked. "When you're always exhausted you learn to save your energy. This is just one of its effects."

As soon as Eugene said that, one of the hits got me square on my jaw and I fell backward.

I rolled myself back to a stand and ran backward, not stopping my laps.

My senses heightened and I dodged its attacks once again. But I had no way of landing a finisher.

He did say… as long as I have guts I'll live…

I raised my shoulder and brought up my broken arm. With my teeth, I clamped down on my wrist and waited for the Outer God to attack. It's hit came straight at the joint of my wrist, and leveraging it's force—

—RIIIP!

I tore my hand out.

"Shit…" Eugene muttered from the side, but I ignored him. I bet he wasn't that surprised anyway.

Now with my carpals exposed, I could wield my hand like a sword. Before, my wrists would just have been dangling around.

As soon as the Outer God sent another attack, I swung my shoulder as hard as I could and lodged the exposed bones inside its tentacles.

"Got you!"

With a fierce pull, the Outer God came reeling my way.

I couldn't understand how I managed to bring out such strength even when I was on the verge of collapse, but that was for later.

The clone had no choice but to be pulled along.

It came flitting through the skies and right near me. I jumped on it like a wolf at its prey and sank my teeth in its neck.

"There we go!!" Eugene cheered from the side. "This fucker is crazy!"

"Nmfg! Shut upf!"

The Outer Gods clone struggled, but I kept eating it. Soon enough, it stopped moving around and I got to chow down on it in peace. While running, of course.

Not long after, the Outer God was reduced to the blood that it had lost on my path and the few bits and pieces I may have dropped on the way.

"Focus your demonic energy at your wounds," Eugene said. It was tougher than he said, I had to focus the demonic energy on every wounded cell to heal it back up.

"The more feral and demonic you are the stronger your authority gets. That's why Demon Lords are all overpowered."

"What are you?" I asked him while looking at my regenerating hand with a renewed vigor. Three years? I felt like I could go for three hundred now.

"I took the Halo of Framtida in my time along with a chalice, Asclepius was able to make me a good way to eat the mana."

"So…?"

"I am what you would call an Over Lord or a Demon God."

That was cringe.

He went on about how the name came to be while I continued running. As soon as his speech ended, my hand regenerated completely, and in the very next moment.

"Let's end you now."

It broke once more.

I managed to break through to Soul Ki and Aether that year.