Reincarnated in a Vast, Lonely Universe
Copyright© 2025 by Dragon Cobolt
Chapter 9
Science Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Matt died. This is kind of required to be reincarnated into another universe, but it was still rather annoying. But now, awakened within a city that sprawls over an entire continent, empty of all life and any sign of who used to live there, he finds himself completely and utterly alone. Where is he? What is this universe? Why was he reincarnated here? Will he get any hot elf girlfriends? These questions and more are all answered - but will bring but more mysteries and more adventures...
Caution: This Science Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Reluctant Romantic War Science Fiction Paranormal Furry Group Sex Harem
“Shields online, beginning scanning,” Alin-1 said, her fingers flying across the console as my eyes narrowed. The view through the window was a confused mash of orange blooms, searing red beams, and swirling swarms of black chips. Only after a few moments of peering at it did I really start to puzzle out what I was seeing: There was a formation of automated ships, arranged into a tiered set of chevrons, with overlocking shield emitters on their prows. They served as the bulwark to the attacking armada, which was of ships of a design that didn’t look remotely similar to anything in the vast databanks that I had seen back on Earth.
Well.
This Earth.
“What are those ships?” Kanagoraga asked, her voice soft.
“We left the Dark Lord back on Earth with access to every shipyard on the planet,” I said, kicking myself mentally. “Stupid.”
“But that’s not possible,” Alin-1 said. “I may be only a few thousand years old and a computer, but I’m not that stupid. I put in a ton of safeguards and pass-systems on those construction facilities. If anything even slightly hinky happened, they were supposed to-”
A trio of the attacking ships broke off and began to advance towards the Menagerie. As their thrust plumes cut graceful arcs through space, their prows spat plasma fire. Weaponry crackled along the shields and the whole bridge rocked.
“Return fire,” I said. “Launch our resource ships, we need to start manufacturing a fleet as quickly as possible.”
“On it!” Keke said.
Before my eyes, the resource ships started to emerge from the hull of the Menagerie, skimming towards the nearest cluster of asteroids. Before I could warn Keke, the enemy fighters that were on patrol stooped on them. The fast moving attack craft launched torpedo after torpedo at the sluggish resource ships – and then, to my shock, the resourcers scattered. Not randomly, but with a deliberate haze of movement, their engines flaring brilliantly. The torpedoes smoothly passed through their formation, and when the second wave came, it passed through the second formation. I looked from the screen to Keke.
Her fingers flew on the keyboard, her eyes flashing as her wings spread slightly, her gold on black eyes glinting. “They’re not quite as fun as a C&C harvester, since there’s no squishies, but...”
“Good work,” I said, blinking in surprise as the Menagerie rocked again. We were being hit by those three attacking ships, and I realized something. “Kanagoraga, you have access to all our banked RU. Get us a defense fortification up. Now!”
Kanagoraga blinked, then stammered. “Y-Yes!”
She threw herself into one of the consoles.
Construction drones detached from the Menagerie’s hull while the forward guns on the ship sprayed their tracers and bullets all over the attackers. The attacking ships – heavy frigates by the look of them – didn’t even flinch at the weaponry designed largely to take out asteroids and enemy fighters. I frowned as the shields dropped in their percentile, bit by bit by bit as the enemy shots slammed into us again and again.
The construction drones, though, were busy. The first defensive stations came online just as the resource ships returned to refill our stockpiles. Laser light flicked along the hulls of the destroyers and Kanagoraga pumped her fist with a fierce grin. “Hah, distracted bugger,” she said, quietly. “They didn’t retarget my towers. I was planning on them doing that, so, this is all just gravy.”
I saw her plan as I walked over to peer down at her console. She had built several rapidly constructed, cheap laser emitters within range of the attacking ships. They would have needed to target and destroy each before it was completed to stop their defensive attacks – and that would have bought time for the four construction drones she had working to fabricate a heavy duty plasma artillery weapon. She had built it with the barrel aimed directly at the three attackers, so they had even less time to react before it fired. The searing white bloom of the explosion made my wince, while my tail wagged excitedly.
“Well done, Kanagoraga,” I said, grinning and patting her shoulder with one paw. The glowing nimbus of the plasma detonation faded, revealing that two of the heavy frigates had blown their cores, leaving nothing but shimmering mist and a single one that had been merely scorched by the detonations. That third turned and began to break away. Another pulse of plasma fire chased it, but the artillery blast went long.
The time that was bought was enough. Kanagoraga’s defenses started to multiply as her fingers flew across the keyboard and she assigned the incoming resource units to constructing an overlapping array of laser, railgun, plasma cannon and missile satellites and shield emitters. The view of their weapons coming online – targeting enemy fighters and any scout craft that were unlucky enough to get close to the weaponry – was as pretty as a firework show.
I started to relax into the command throne and tried to snap my head out of the dull shock it had been in since we had realized that the Dark Lord wasn’t just back – he was in charge of the Earth’s vast ship production centers, and was beginning to move as fast as a jump drive could carry him. And considering that a jump drive’s only limitation was the charge time and the mass it could carry...
I frowned. “Alin, give me a report on the overall situation in this solar system. Are we facing a full armada from Earth?”
“It’s a good chunk of one,” Alin said. “Going off my old records of how my shipyard facilities could work, assuming that he was...” She paused, her eyes going out of focus. “No, assume that he’s not even bothering to maintain the cities or prevent the ecology from swinging out of control. This is probably a quarter of his forces, maybe a fifth.”
“Shit,” I whispered.
The view on the overhead map that we were putting together looked like our arrival had thrown things into a new pattern. Where before the local forces, led by Ara Ara Yulando, had been falling back to the only untouched world in the solar system, now they were arranging a new battle line to take advantage of the fact that a chunk of the Dark Lord’s forces were turned to hammer the Menagerie. I rubbed my muzzle, while the screen blipped and the picture-in-picture view of the local elf appeared.
Ara Ara Yulando was ... well named.
She was quite possibly the most busty elf that I had ever seen in my life – well, okay, the most busty real elf I had ever seen in my life. She was somewhere below Princess Gwynevere from Dark Souls but above a reasonably stacked actress in real life. I wish I could think of any, but I was feeling ... decidedly uncultured in the face of the fact that Ara Ara Yulando was laying on her side on a golden plinth surrounded by hunky biots in the shapes of large, muscular lizardmen, wolfmen, tigermen and, in one case, a batman. As in, a large anthropomorphic bat, not a dysfunctional millionaire who dressed up in a bat costume.
The batman, in this case, was serving as a batman, by holding out some frilly drinks for her to take. The tigerman was holding a huge frond and gently using it to fan her down, while the other men were merely standing around her. Being hunky.
And...
Admiring the ... outfit.
Take a military uniform. Then par it down. Now par it down even more. Now, par it down so that it covers the nipples and the privates.
Now?
Par it down just a tiny bit more, and attach the tiny bits of fabric with some kind of adhesive magic, and you would have a pretty good image of the supernaturally busty Ara Ara Yulando as she luxuriated in comfort and style while her solar system burned around her.
As first impressions went?
Not great.
Then she swept herself up from her reclining state and said: “Oh thank you so much for coming to the rescue of my solar system – I have no idea who these awful brutes are, or where they’re coming from, but I assure you, they will never be invited to one of my soirées again, I will have you know. Is there any way I can assist you in driving them back to whatever awful backwater they came from?” She paused. “Oh, and darling, my name is Ara Ara Yulando, but you can call me Lando, if you wish.”
A momentary and confusing image of young Billy Dee Williams in a sling bikini flashed through my brain. I shook my head. “I ... uh ... thank you, Lady Yulando,” I said. “I am Matthew, and these aren’t just some uncouth invader. These are ships built and led by the forces of the Dark Lord.”
Ara Ara placed her hand on her chest. Then she stood, her breasts heaving as she stood there – then gasped, and fainted back dramatically onto the bed. Her landing was cushioned by several of her hunky biots springing forward to grab onto her, lowering her more gently as she threw her arm dramatically over her brow, covering her eyes as she fought off this fainting spell. I arched an eyebrow. Kanagoraga leaned over and muttered to Alin.
“Dramatic, much?” she asked.
Alin slowly took her hands off her keyboard, then slowly turned her chair to look Kanagoraga square in the eyes.
“What?” Kanagoraga asked.
Ara Ara sighed. “Very well,” she said. “We will have to withdraw from this solar system. If this is the scouting force...”
“We don’t know if it’s the scouting force,” I said, holding up my hands. “And moreover, this solar system has arcanite. We don’t want to give the Dark Lord even more material to work with, right?”
Ara Ara shook her head. “I know it is a scouting force,” she said, her voice firm. “Their attack was ferocious, but the ships lack the heavy support that a normal invasion fleet would have, considering their numbers and ... the fact they must have access to Earth. The most logical course is to withdraw to another solar system, and take advantage of the time it will take for them to rebuild the arcanite stores here and prepare themselves to attack my future solar systems. This will give me a chance to send some skip drones.”
“Skip drones?” I asked.
“Drones with jump drives, I’d say,” Alin said, rubbing her chin. “But do you have any?”
“Well, I have ... one...” Ara Ara said, hesitantly. “I built one, five, six ... no, seven...” She hesitated. “Eight? Centuries ago?”
“Admiral!” Keke said, turning from her console. “Another wave of the attacking forces has arrived at the edge of the system ... oh my goddess.”
The view on the screen looked like, for a moment, a constellation had formed. Hundreds of new stars – but they weren’t stars, and their light faded after mere moments. Those were the jump flares of the arriving ships. And it seemed Ara Ara was right: The scout force had decided to call in their buddies. Maybe one of the scout ships had fallen back, or maybe the second wave of been planned before we even arrived. Either way, there was now hundreds of starships in the outer edge of the solar system and before I could even react, they were beginning to advance and open fire. Dozens were armed with those immense plasma cannons that Kanagoraga so favored, and their shots began to arc through the solar system towards the last world that Ara Ara was holding.
She remained remarkably calm for a woman whose planet was about to be struck by an extinction level event.
“Follow me to these coordinates,” she said. “Good luck.”
She vanished – and the flash of jump energy from the surface of her planet made it clear how she had made her escape. I winced as, in the distance, a bloom of fire swelled across the distant planet. Our telescopic view blanked out some of the damage, fuzzing it into incoherence at this distance. But even the vague images of concentric rings of fire, sweeping out and merging into chaotic firestorms. The planet was going to be choked in ash and smoke for decades, and it was going to be a lifeless rock for centuries past that.
“Kanagoraga,” I said. “Set up as big a defensive network as you can before we jump. Give them something to chew on.”
“Aye, Captain,” Kanagoraga said, her voice determined as she started to type. The fact no one had been on the planet to die – no thinking, talking person at least – didn’t actually make me feel any better. An ecosystem was such a complex, delicate thing. To see it get ... destroyed ... just out of hand. I shook my head as Alin squeaked.
“We have to jump, right now!” she said.
“Why?” Keke asked.
“I’m detecting overloads in all the arcanite infrastructure in this solar system – something I realize now is really obvious, considering everything she-”
“Jump, now!” I said.
“Aye, Captain!”
Alin touched a button.
And we missed the mother of all light shows. Alin, later, explained that when an arcanite power transformer and arcanite emitter and arcanite mixing station all exploded at the same time, the effect was a little bit like a supernova. The solar systems around Ara Ara’s first battle with the Dark Lord were going to get one hell of a exhibition in the destructive power of misaligned arcanite systems.
In, like ... five, six years. Ten, in one case.
Ara Ara’s second solar system was, like the first, exceptionally nice. Unlike the first, it was not being firebombed out of existence by an unending legion of evil spaceships, which made it even easier to appreciate. I watched the slowly rotating world below us – the beautiful greens, blues, pale golds of deserts, the endless streaks of white clouds – and shook my head slowly. “Once we head down there, we need to figure out what to do next,” I said, then rubbed my muzzle. “I just wish I knew... how the fucker did it...”
Alin, who was tapping her fingers on the desk of her console, blinked. “Oh, we’re not going down. Ara Ara said that she’s coming up here.”
“She wants to steal our husband,” Kanagoraga said, huffing.
“Wouldn’t that just mean putting her into the harem?” I asked, arching an eyebrow at Kanagoraga who sighed and shook her head.
“You will one day understand the intricacies of elf relations some day, my husband,” she said, patiently.
I turned back to Alin. “Lets think about this logically. Two things have changed – you’ve left, and you claim that you prepared and set things up so that you leaving wouldn’t fuck up the Dark Lord’s containment. That only leaves...”
“What?” Alin asked.
I slowly pointed my finger at myself.
“What?” Alin asked.
“Me, I’m the variable,” I said, sighing. Alin shook her head.
“Can’t be,” she said.
“How do we know?” I asked.
“The only way that you could have influenced the Dark Lord and his abilities would be through me, and you haven’t told me to turn anything off or shut anything down,” Alin said.
“What about his cheat power?” Keke asked.
We all looked at her.
“He doesn’t need a cheat power,” Kanagoraga said, her voice dripping with barely disguised smug pride as she said that. I felt a strange flip in my belly – just a few days ago, she would have said that I didn’t have a cheat power. Now, she took pride in my mundanity. It. Felt nice.
“Did you check?” Keke asked.
Everyone remained silent. Alin stammered. “B ... uh ... the ... no...” she admitted. “But. But. That’s silly. If he had a cheat power, he’d have chosen it,” she said. “That’s how all former isekais worked.”
“Lets check,” I said.
Alin sighed. “Fine. Lets check.”
I was laying back on the scanning table, my arms lifted above my head before I jerked partially upright, my brow furrowing. “Wait, it’s an energy scanner, why do I have to be naked?”
“Uh ... no reason?” Alin said, leaning forward on the console as Keke and Kanagoraga mashed their faces up against the glass and watched the articulated limbs of the scanning table run their beams of ruby red energy along my fur.
“Maybe scan that area again a few more times?” Keke whispered, pointing.
“Shh!” Kanagoraga hissed. “He’ll figure it out.”
“I already did,” I muttered under my breath as I laid my head back and allowed the scanning to continue. The limbs folded backwards and Alin kept watching me lay there for a few moments before I coughed, lifting my knuckles to my muzzle.
“Oh, right!” Alin said. “Uh. Come out.”
“Should I put on pants?” I asked, sliding up to my paws and padding out of the scanning room.
“ ... anyway, look at this!” Alin said, gesturing towards the screen. I grabbed my clothing and began to tug it on while, despite my distracting presence, Kanagoraga and Keke both leaned in to peer at the screen. It showed my form in the same way an X-ray might. But rather than having bones, I had a very thin set of glowing lines, which fluoresced a pale green. Alin pointed at them. “See those? Those are the magical channels. They’re totally normal for a human being. I presume. Since they’re abnormal, see, this is a scan of one of the isekai’s.” Another image popped up, and another humanoid form (albeit one that looked a bit less burly than my body) came up, with brilliant, complex, throbbing swirls of green light threaded through their body.
“That’s the cheat power?” I asked.
“The power of the Goddess of Light, surging through their form, yes,” Alin said.
I nodded. “ ... can that scanner scan for the Dark Lord’s energy?”
Alin hesitated. “Uh.” She tapped a few buttons.