One learns the hard way how wrong this line actually is: 'Brains over brawn.' 

It all started when Viktor Redwood slaughtered ten thousand soldiers, outwitted the legendary Emperor Leo and his five mythical-class heroines, and put a bullet through his head in front of those heroines—all achieved using sheer intelligence. 

But even with all that, he lost everything, got too lazy to even care about anything, and was cornered by absolute strength—all while his corrupted incubus race slowly awakened within him, warping his body with demonic features he could barely hide—leading him to decide to at least kill those heroines alongside himself in a boom. 

Only for him to regress back into his fat, powerless, and cursed body, starting again. 

This time, with the knowledge that his dormant bloodline will manifest again, transforming him piece by piece.

The bad thing about all this? 

Now he's been thrown back to his worst day—the trial where his fiancée Elena—the one who put a blade to his heart just a moment ago—framed him. 

But even that didn't stop him from becoming the villain who made heroes bleed and heroines breed. 

Unlike last time, when he had thwarted her plans, this time he chose to exile himself to prepare an army of his children and wives. 

Viktor's got the 100x Ability Rebate System: enter powerful women, steal their abilities, multiply them by 100, and return them in bundles when they become mothers with a ratio of 100% to wives and 50% to children. 

And with a corrupted bloodline that changes his human self to Incubus as he use system—he will get to have a new identity as Householder Incubus.

However, this time, the issue is a small twist—where, even with such an overpowered skill, he has been thrown into a wasteland with his loyal mid-thirties nanny, Helena. 

Will a weak baron with a cursed bloodline slowly transforming his body be able to create his own army and become the Emperor?


« What to Expect: 

=> Lots of Lemons (Babies aren't going to pop from the sky, right?) 

=> Fatherhood Journey (A young man to a father of an army of babies, funny x100)

=> Transformation from Lust to Responsibilities (Responsible Lust, TADA!) 

=> Kingdom Building + Cute, smart children running the kingdom while parents are on vacation. (Vacation to add more babies to the collection to run the kingdom) 

=> Children Handling Kingdoms (Rest assured, babies will be smart and proficient in all subjects you all failed.) 

=> Teaching Lessons to Heroines Who Dared to Touch the MC (Not forgiveness but punishment by giving heroines' brothers and sisters.)

Elara stood on the ground floor balcony, her hands gripping the stone railing.


She'd come out for air. To escape the suffocating atmosphere of the manor. To think clearly about everything that had happened since arriving at this cursed place.


The young woman wore men's clothes—a loose shirt under blazer and trousers. Safer that way. Less attention. Less... risk.


Her short hair was tucked behind her ears, face pale in the moonlight.


"AHHHN! HUSBAND! RIGHT THERE! SPLIT ME OPEEEN~~♡♡!!"


The voice carried from somewhere above, echoing off the manor walls with shameless clarity. It was feminine, desperate, and obscenely loud.


She looked up instinctively, trying to pinpoint the source.


"GYAAAHHH! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING AGAINNN~~!!"


Her eyes widened. First floor. Master Viktor's chambers.


'He's... with someone? Right now? At this hour?'


Chapter 180 - Chapter 180 - Elara Caught in Friendly Fire