Meatking carrion: how the flies ate the gods

DESPAIRING DISGUSTING DESPICABLE ISEKAI TENSEI

Jôm smells the air...it stinks.

He walks under a red sun, under trash colored clouds floating in the orange sky

Only fluttering, spined red grass grew around... andthe smell that stinks the area.

It was coming off the soil, off the air...of himself too.

The smell... the rotting.

Rotting meat everywhere...

He was rotting, no longer matters, there is but the unclean gold light to guide him now

A new sky eyed for Jôm, the new isekai hero is here to be tortured beyond belief if he doesn't do something for himself.

NO HELP, NONE THAT ACTUALLY HELP

No golden finger, no help, only Jôm, the grass, the flies, and the otherweird individuals.

A story STRAIGHT out of the head of the Brutal Bizarre Bozzo.