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Azrael's Odyssey : Curse Of The Supernatural Harem

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Forsaken In The world of Aarth 62, The Embodiment of Death Azreal must find a way to escape this prison he was cast into as a child, A world torn between the war of the magi and scifi realms. But Time went by and he found his goal impossible to achieve, so he decides to lay with the humans and mingle with their way of living. This leads to him joining a force of people known as the Supernatural Exterminators, a group which hunts down and exterminate any extraterrestrial and supernatural forms of life. It intrigued him at first, until his first mission, a seemingly easy mission, a task to kill a were wolf, that wouldn't be a problem for the embodiment of death right…, Wrong. He gets gutted and left for dead by a werewolf…, ' Preposterous '. In a world he destroyed once with his Omnipotent strength, Impossible '. Little did he know, the owners of his fate and the beings which trapped him in this world had begun their move on his destiny, pulling the strings of his fate the way it pleased them. Lying on his pool of nephilic blood, something happens. [ System Activation Initiated ] [ System Activation Completed ] [ Nephilim Calamity System Activated ] [ Curse Activated : The Supernatural Harem. ] [ Curse Description : Your Overpowered Energy depletes with time, create and grow your supernatural harem to grow strong enough to control you fate. ] [ Curses Cure : Find A True Love. ] Great, not only has he been nerfed, he had been granted a curse, no intimacy with supernatural beauties and Milfs, No energy to use his abilities. Worst of all these are beings he have to kill, but damn it, he would rule this world with his women and ascend to a higher world with his women, until he is the supreme of it all. But as they say, You fall only to rise stronger, thus he shall rise much stronger. Beings shall fall in their ranks, and wouldn't stop falling until he controls his fate. Well this is mostly an action novel so they shall be obstacles, dark mysteries, intence battles and apocalypsies, even wars that he might not win. [ Warning : 18+, Smut, No Yuri, No NTR, Hardcore Violence, Blood Pumping Action and Romance ]
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