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These Fools Could Never Make Me Sweat

Demonic Witches Harem: Having Descendants Make Me Overpowered!

Matthew, a 25-year-old otaku, never imagined his obsession with fantasy worlds would turn into reality—until a fatal gas leak ended his life and transported him to another world. But this wasn’t the second chance he hoped for. Born as the illegitimate son of an affair, his very existence was a stain on his family’s honor, and his father relentlessly sought to kill him. Yet Matthew, now Claude, survived, again and again, driven by an unyielding will to live. Until one day he discovered his power darkness. Feared and reviled in this world, dark mages were hunted and burned alive. Knowing his gift could become his downfall, he trained in secret under Theo, his true father. When he turned sixteen, he, his mother, Dalia, and Theo planned their escape from the small town. But their attempt was thwarted by knights and clerics from the Promised Land. Though he narrowly escaped with his life, the cost was high—his family’s safety shattered. Wounded and desperate, Matthew fled to the fabled Elysian Plains, the last hope for those like him. However, just as they neared Elysium, Claude was struck down by the Saint—killed in an instant. Yet, against all odds, he lived again. The voice of the man before him confirmed it. “You are the descendant of the Lord of Calamity. I grant you this kingdom and the power to crush all who stand in your way.” The man’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Write your own bloody history, Claude. Until we meet again, I expect you to have conquered this world.” And with that, Claude awakened to a power beyond his imagination—the legendary system he had longed for. Yet, as he soon realized, it was no system at all. [Oh? So you expect me to be like the ones in your memories?] [A system that grants you quests and guides your hand?] [Very well.] [Welcome to the Elysium of Darkness System, Lord of Calamity.] A series of commands etched themselves into his mind, each word dripping with ominous purpose. [Your first quest has been issued.] [Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]
GiganticBlackCat · 174.1K Views

God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

Ding~ [A message has been sent by the Gods] [Welcome chosen one to the World of Milfs for your trial to attain Godhood. Fulfill the Gods requests and obtain their approval to join us and become a God] [Fail your given request and meet your demise] Ding~ [A request has been sent by the Gods] [The God of Storms Synthia sends a request: Grope your adopted mother's buttocks till you leave marks on her ass] [The God of Music Calliope sends a request: Make your Aunt moan so loud that your neighbours can hear her sweet voice] [The God of Health Fiona sends a request: Lick of the curry that spilled on your neighbour's chest, while her husband watches tv in the room next door] [The God of Stars Noella sends a request: Blackmail your classmate's mother into sucking you off in her son's room] [The God of Wisdom Seraphina sends a request: Drink all the office lady's breast milk straight from the source, that was supposed to be for her baby] I see....So I basically have to do a bunch of naughty and perverted stuff that the Gods want to see me do with a whole lot of smoking hot milfs, for a chance to become God and save my life. What else can I say other then... WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP JOKE IS THIS?!?! Want to know how this all came to be? Then follow our protagonist and his journey to become God by making his own Milf Harem (Warning: This novel is made by a Degenerate for Degenerates, so if you aren't into kinky stuff and prefer vanilla, then this novel isn't for you) •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No blood related Incest - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - Hardcore Inseki - A lot of Netori and Stealing - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - No unnecessary Drama - A lot of fleshed out +18 scenes - Finally a very competent protagonist] [This novel is focused on Older Women and Milfs, so don't expect any younger girls unless there's a Oyakodon] [And finally I want all the interactions to feel natural and I want the readers to be invested in the characters, so the story will be fleshed out and not rushed in any way] discord.gg/9hKEN3duBw
AGodAmongMen · 4.5M Views

I Just Make Systems, Don’t Blame Me!

Ethon Cross was just an ordinary man struggling to pay rent—until a mysterious, sentient treasure crashed through his window, obliterating his last meal in the process. The treasure, now in the form of an impossibly handsome teenage boy named Adrian, claims to be an ancient artifact of Chaos, powerful beyond imagination… but currently running on fumes. Bound together by an unbreakable contract, Ethon learns of the vast multiverse—where powerful beings cultivate energy, wield magic, command faith, and harness advanced technology. Yet, in his home universe, the flow of extraordinary energy is weak, making progress slow and frustrating. Adrian, while knowledgeable, lacks the energy to boost Ethon's growth directly. But Ethon is no fool. Instead of walking the long path of cultivation, he devises a genius plan—why struggle to get stronger when he can make others do it for him? By creating and distributing mysterious system-like abilities to different factions across the universes, he can generate power passively, reaping the benefits as they grow stronger. The more they use the systems, the more energy flows back to him. However, meddling with fate is a dangerous game. The Universal Consciousness loathes anomalies, and powerful forces seek to control or destroy anything beyond their grasp. As his influence spreads, Ethon must keep his identity hidden, navigate cosmic politics, and survive the chaos he inadvertently unleashes. After all, he's just a guy making systems. If they disrupt civilizations, start wars, or create godlike beings… well, that’s not his fault. Right?
Nafe_Ansari_6806 · 573 Views

The Fool’s Guide to Surviving the Apocalypse

You know what’s unfair? For years, I dreamed about adventure—magic, monsters, heroes, all that good stuff. I imagined grand battles, epic quests, and worlds filled with mystery. And then the world actually decided to go full apocalypse. Did it give me a cool prophecy? A legendary weapon? A warning? An OP Skill? Nope. Just dumped me into chaos with nothing but my sharp wit and questionable survival instincts. Fine. I can play this game. Heck, I even got my own survival guide: Rule #1: Find a protagonist. Because let’s be honest, I am not main character material. Main characters are strong, serious, and burdened by fate. I, on the other hand, have spent my entire life dodging effort like it’s a contagious disease. Rule #2: If your protagonist has amnesia, you are screwed. Guess what? Mine does. The regressor, the guy who was supposed to have all the answers, keeps squinting at the apocalypse like it’s an old TV show he barely remembers. “This looks familiar…” Yes, genius, because we’re about to die in it! So now I have to think. Not normal thinking—fool’s logic. The kind of thinking that makes no sense but works anyway. And if that fails? I’ll talk my way out. Monsters? Negotiate. Villains? Trash-talk them until they cry. Death itself? Well, I’ll try to convince it that I’m not worth the effort. And if I die even then? At least I’ll go out proving that fools always find a way. ______ ___ _ [ Please note that this story is a work of fiction and a product of the author's imagination. It contains scenes of violence, death, and may not be suitable for all readers. It is intended for mature audiences only. ]
Peace_in_Chaos · 27.8K Views

Infinite Cashback:My System Makes Me Unstoppable!

At 25 years old, Bruce Willis had hit rock bottom...Broke, jobless and betrayed. With just $10 left in his bank account, his fiancee, Hylin, sneered at him, calling him a failure before walking away with a richer man. As if that wasn’t enough, he had just been fired from his bodyguard job, leaving him stranded in a world where the poor were trampled without mercy. Just when he was about to give up on everything… [DING!!! Congratulations. You have been chosen by the Infinite Cashback System.] A glowing prompt flickered into existence before his eyes. Bruce froze. His pulse quickened. Was he hallucinating? He took a step back, but curiosity kept him rooted in place. "What… the hell?" he whispered. Suddenly, more notifications poured in, scrolling like a digital waterfall as a mechanical voice cracked in his mind. [DING…!] [Scanning host’s financial stability…] [Urgent assessment: Host is in a critical financial crisis.] Bruce clenched his fists. Did this thing really have to rub it in? [DING! The host is eligible to sign a contract with the Infinite Cashback System—the only system that grants a 100x cashback multiplier on all spending.] [Signing will grant an immediate bonus and unlock extravagant rewards.] [However, if declined, the system will permanently leave. Accept/Decline?] Bruce stared at the glowing text, sweat forming on his brow. Was this real? A scam? Or… a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? His fingers hovered over the prompt. One choice could change everything.Would he take the risk?
Ndoba · 98 Views
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