All MILFs are Mine Chapter 1: Pilot
*Thunder*
Heavy winds are howling as obsidian clouds mask the heavens; the downpour is imminent.
...
"Hey, have you checked out my new dress yet?"
"Not yet. Where'd you pick it up?"
The mall is teeming with activity as shoppers scramble to depart before the storm breaks.
On the third floor, within the women's beauty section...
A youth of roughly nineteen years sat behind the counter. He possessed crimson eyes, dark hair, and a fair complexion. His features were average—neither strikingly handsome nor particularly unsightly. In his hands, he clutched a porn manga.
"Yeah, that’s it. Tie her up and go to town on her. Don’t give her—No! You absolute moron... Why would you tell her you love her?
This is total garbage," he muttered, his face twisted in a look of pure disgust.
"Maybe if you put that porn manga down for a second, you’d actually find a girl in the real world, Leon." A blonde woman in her twenties sat beside him, smiling as she processed data on the computer.
"I'm not interested in girls... I want MILFs. My only desire is to be with busty women in their thirties and forties," Leon declared with a lecherous grin.
"Do you honestly believe those smutty stories are real? That your friend’s mom is going to pounce on you because her husband is neglecting her? That’s delusional.
In the real world, things don't work like that. You aren't getting near a MILF unless you're paying for a prostitute.
So, clear your head of those fantasies and focus on work," the blonde girl countered with a stern look.
"What work? Just look at the news; everyone is shutting down and—"
*Ting*
Both of their phones chimed simultaneously with an incoming message.
"It’s from the owner. She’s telling us to close up and head home. Is it really going to rain for two days straight?" Leon asked, looking puzzled.
"Well... most shops are already closed. Just flip the switches and we can get out of here," the blonde replied.
"Got it... Alright, I’m heading out. Lock up for me, and I'll see you in two days," Leon said, instantly hitting the lights and dashing out of the store.
"That idiot... When is he going to notice how I feel?" the blonde girl whispered, staring at the porn manga with a melancholy expression.
...
*Click*
The moment Leon exited the mall, he felt the first drops of a light drizzle.
"I better move before the heavens open up. I forgot my umbrella today," Leon muttered, picking up his pace as he headed toward his apartment.
'I’m Leon—an orphan, a virgin, and possessor of a very depraved mind. My tastes lean toward MILFs, mothers, and married women.
My singular ambition in life is to bed at least one MILF who isn't a professional.
I’ve cycled through numerous jobs chasing this dream—I’ve been a chef, an electrician, and a plumber. Now I’m at a beauty shop, yet I still haven't found any se—' Leon’s internal monologue was cut short by a violent bolt of lightning striking a nearby structure.
*THUNDER*
"What the hell?!" Leon shouted, breaking into a full sprint.
'I have to get home before this turns ugly.' Leon decided to take a shortcut through a back alley where a utility pole was precariously swaying. The area was cordoned off with yellow caution tape, marking it as a hazard and forbidding entry.
Ignoring the warnings, Leon ducked under the tape to shave time off his commute.
"Maybe I'll have shrimp for dinner toni—"
*THUNDER*
Without warning, a bolt struck the unstable pole. Since it was already barely hanging on...
"Crap," Leon whispered, his eyes going wide as he looked up.
*THUD*
The heavy pole collapsed directly onto Leon, ending his life instantly.
...
"Hey, kid... wake up." A sharp, commanding voice rang in Leon’s ears.
*Blink-Blink*
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a man standing before him, draped in nothing but a simple white cloth.
"W-What!? I'm alive? I didn't di—" Leon stopped mid-sentence, realizing he was surrounded by a void of infinite white space.
"Where is this?" Leon asked, his mind spinning.
"You're dead, kid," the man in the white cloth stated plainly while observing him.
"W-What? But I can see you, and—"
"That's because I am an angel. I'm here to transition you to your next life, seeing as your previous one was cut short prematurely," the angel explained with a flat expression.
"Are you joking? Are you saying you killed me by mistake?" Leon asked, a mix of shock and confusion on his face.
"It wasn't my blunder... You were the one who ignored the warnings and took a shortcut you shouldn't have.
Are all you humans this brainless? The area was wrapped in yellow tape, yet you insisted on that path... You’re the reason I've been disciplined by the Gods.
If you had just lived for another twenty years, everything would have been fine," the angel grumbled angrily.
"So... are you going to reincarnate me into a world of magic, like in the mangas?" Leon asked, his excitement growing.
"No, I am transferring your soul into the body of an eighteen-year-old who looks exactly like you. He just died in another world—and yes, that world utilizes magic.
However, if you ever reveal to anyone there that you are from another world, I will end you myself.
Do you understand?" the angel asked sternly.
"I-I get it. So... do I get any special skills before I start my new life?" Leon inquired hopefully.
"Ugh... naturally. Fine, but you only get three skills, and you must choose them right here in front of me." The angel swept his hand through the air, and a semi-transparent interface appeared before Leon, listing roughly 567 skills.
"These skills are categorized by rank. You may pick one from the S-Rank to A-Rank tier, one from the B-Rank to D-Rank tier, and one from the E-Rank to F-Rank tier.
Now, make it quick..." the angel said, watching Leon with a bored expression.
'I assume he'll just grab the S-Rank, B-Rank, and E-Rank options since they're the strongest in each bracket. But humans are unpredictable and often foolish... so who knows,' the angel mused.
"I've made my choices," Leon said instantly.
"What!? Already? Did you even look at them? Don't you want to see the descriptions?" the angel asked, clearly taken aback.