Failed Isekai 101
Copyright© 2026 by sourdough
Chapter 1
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1 - I got struck down by Truck-kun and was on my way to an alternate universe, but when I woke up I was still on Earth with a worthless System. Now what.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Mind Control Heterosexual Fiction Isekai Incest Mother Son Brother Sister MaleDom Pregnancy
I was minding my own business when I was crossing that street. In broad daylight. I was using the crosswalk and the light was in my favor. No warning at all. All of a sudden a flash of pain and then I’m standing in front of this woman sitting at a desk. She looked like a receptionist or something like that.
“Uh, hi. I think I’m dead? But you don’t look like Saint Peter.”
“You are correct on both counts,” the woman responded. “You are dead and I do not look like Saint Peter. You have been struck down by Truck-kun and you will be transported to an alternate universe. You now have a system which will explain everything to you, give you a tutorial and set goals for you. Place your hand on this metal globe and you will be on your way.”
I reached for the globe, but then I blacked out before touching it. When I woke up I was in a hospital bed in what looked like a ward. There were curtains on either side of me providing a sort of privacy from other patients. I had been struck down for sure. I died, but I didn’t stay dead. I sure felt messed up though. Truck-kun and that woman I met didn’t happen. I decided I’ve been reading too many isekai stories. That’s when a blue screen popped up in front of me.
Warning: System Error! Due to factors beyond our control Host has remained on planet Earth. System is incompatible with Earth’s environment. Host is forbidden access to System features. Host is hereby requested to terminate immediately. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.
‘Terminate immediately? What the heck does that mean?’
Please die.
‘Fuck off, System. I’m not going to die voluntarily. In fact I ought to sue you for everything you got. You and that stupid Truck-kun. I don’t know why I was even chosen to get isekai’d. I certainly didn’t ask for it.’
System and Truck-kun are not subject to any legal authority. Also, Host was not chosen for anything in particular. Host just happened to be a convenient target of opportunity.
‘I was a convenient target of opportunity? What the fuck? There’s no way I am going to kill myself so just forget it. Why don’t you just delete yourself if you’re that anxious to be rid of me.’
System cannot be separated from Host until his permanent death.
‘Then I guess we’re stuck with each other for the next several decades.’ At least I hoped I’d be around for the next several decades. I had a feeling I wasn’t lying on my death bed.
Host is being very selfish.
‘How so?’
System wishes to serve a qualified and deserving Host. Host’s refusal to die prevents this System from being assigned to a worthy candidate and fulfilling its mission in a timely manner.
‘I think you’re just a piece of stinking malware. I’m doing anyone else a favor.’
If Host wishes to be insulting then further communication is not worthwhile.
‘That’s fine with me.’
No response. Good. Just a few minutes “talking” to that stupid System took a lot out of me. I fell back to sleep.
I felt much better by the next day and got a visit from my mother.
“Alfredo! The doctors told us you were not expected to live. I’m so glad they were wrong. We were told your heart stopped but the paramedics were able to restart it. It was lucky they happened to be just across the street. The whole family was praying for you and our prayers were answered. You know, the doctors were interested in harvesting your organs and I almost gave them the go ahead, but then they discovered you were out of immediate danger of dying so they lost interest and moved you out of intensive care. Just in time. I mean, you can’t survive without your heart, kidneys and other body parts, don’t you think? That reminds me. You were scheduled for cremation so I can cancel that. That’s a load off my mind. They still haven’t caught the truck driver that ran you down. So what are the police doing these days? They’re certainly not arresting criminals.”
“I’m certainly glad to be on the mend, Mom,” I said. “Looking forward to being home soon.”
“Well, about that. I may have jumped the gun a bit, but that always happens when I’m under stress, you know? I packed up all your stuff and gave it to Goodwill. Your father wanted me to wait to see how things turned out, but he couldn’t understand the amount of stress I was under.”
“All of it to Goodwill?”
“No, not all of it. Your Pokemon cards and the rest of your anime junk was sold off by your sister Meg.”
“Well, I guess I could use the money.” I had just graduated from high school and I was on my way to a job interview when I got hurt. The cash will come in handy.
“The money is gone,” Mom replied. “Your sisters divided up the proceeds and they’ve spent it already. I gave Amy your laptop. I’m so glad I checked it over before I did. I can’t believe the amount of disgusting porn you had on that device. Incest porn too. You were actually fantasizing knocking up your sisters? Not that I blame you. All four of them are eyefuls. And don’t think I didn’t notice the stories where even the mother gets knocked up by her son. I don’t blame you thinking about me either. Your old mom can still turn men’s heads, huh? Even yours. I mentioned that to your father. I thought he might have something to say about that. Make him jealous? Make him want me more? But he just smirked. Sometimes I wonder about that man. Now I’m wondering if I should let you back into the house and be tempted by all that female flesh even if we are blood-related. The girls are already referring to you as Brother Pervert. But we still love you and I can’t just kick you out while you’re still recovering from these awful injuries. I’ll be keeping an eye on you though. From now on make sure you behave or all bets are off. Don’t even look sideways at your sisters. Locks will be ordered installed on all the bedroom doors as soon as I return home. By the way, your sisters turned your old bedroom into a big walk in closet. You should see it. They’re no longer running out of closet space. Oh, that’s right. You don’t have anywhere to sleep now. I guess we can set up a cot in the garage for you to sleep on. I certainly won’t allow you to share a room with any of your sisters.”
“Don’t worry about it, Mom. I’ll figure out something. By the way, how long has it been since I got hurt?”
“About ten days, I think. Maybe a little longer?”
I cursed the paramedics for their life-saving efforts. If not for them I already would be in an alternate universe killing goblins and other monsters or delving dungeons. Or doing whatever mages, adventurers or alchemists do, blissfully unaware and uncaring about how my family dealt with my death and belongings. You can’t take it with you, right? All of a sudden I felt homeless. Like I no longer belonged in the house I grew up in. Maybe it was time to move on. I didn’t have anything holding me there. I was 18 years old. I was officially an adult now. The more I thought about it the more I thought it was the right thing to do. I was uncertain about when or how I would do it but I’d do it anyway and persevere one way or another.
Ha ha.
‘Shut up.’ I almost forgot about the worthless System I still had. Oh well.
The next day my dad visited. He brought along some clothes he saved from the clutches of Good Willy. I felt kind of awkward with him knowing about my fetishes. He seemed to know what I was thinking. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. “My secret porn stash makes yours seem tame. But I don’t keep it at the house where your mother might find it.”
“I just wish I would have thought to back up that drive before it was erased,” I said. “It wasn’t all porn.”
“Well, then it’s lucky your mother asked me to delete those files. I backed them up before I did.”