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Overlord: Creator of Yggdrasil

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Mal, the hidden Game Master and prankster of the Ainz Ooal Gown guild, loved to tease his friends, especially after changing his avatar to the seductive Maylena. His status as GM only added spice to his antics, but when Yggdrasil closed, Maylena and Momonga found themselves in the New World, a paradise for her insatiable desires. Lost in the depths of lust, Maylena flirts with beauties, teases Momonga, and drowns in hedonism. Things heat up when a mysterious chat appears, where Maylena is the admin and the participants are seductive girls from other worlds! Rias Gremory is burning with her impudence, Elza Scarlet trembles with burning embarrassment, and Freeren desperately dodges her hot harassment. With Maylen's predatory smile, turning the Multiverse into his lustful garden, where every girl is a new flower for his playful and vicious pleasures! Author's note: WTF... is it alive!? Honestly, I didn't think I'd ever return to this fanfic, but I needed to practice writing 18+ scenes - and I just remembered this project. I decided to give it a try. I'll warn you right away: the scenes may turn out cringe-worthy and awkward more than exciting, since my skill in this matter is somewhere deep in the minus. So please do not judge strictly, but rather - help with advice on writing erotic scenes. I would be grateful! I also want to clarify: - This is not a serious work, it was written for fun and lust. - The magic and rank system, as well as the concept of the world, may be very different from the original "Overlord". — Some events from the canon will remain, but will not be emphasized. I recommend turning off your brain and not looking for logic. Just relax and... enjoy reading?
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