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Combat Slave Harem

Henry Lukas was nothing special. A loner. A failure. A guy whose biggest achievement was surviving one more day in a world that never gave a damn about him. Bullied, humiliated, betrayed; he’d stopped believing in dreams, people, or even himself. That is, until the day a goddess smiled as he died. Now, he's been selected by the Goddess of Mischief to become a Dimensional Journeyman—a wanderer across chaotic worlds filled with monsters, magic, and madness. Armed with only a random Aspect and the ability to choose his starting world, Henry’s second life begins with a twisted gift: He must pick one of five wildly different routes, each more insane than the last. 1. Dual Leveling in the Apocalypse: A ravaged Earth where monsters reign and only those who can level twice can hope to survive. 2. Heaven's Descent: Gods descend, civilizations crumble, and faith becomes a weapon. 3. Rebirth: Dual Cultivator: In a lust-fueled cultivation realm, power and passion go hand in hand. 4. Combat Slave Harem: A brutal world ruled by strength and conquest. The more you dominate, the stronger you become. 5. Re: Vampire and Dragon: A war-torn fantasy where immortals rule, and only forbidden bloodlines can challenge fate. But is this truly a second chance... or just another cruel joke? With no one to trust, memories soaked in pain, and a goddess who clearly enjoys watching him squirm, Henry will have to carve his own path in worlds more twisted than fiction. Revenge, power, women, freedom, purpose; whatever it is he seeks, he’ll have to earn it. Because this time, the fate destiny won't break him. This time… he’ll break free from his destiny. --- Tags: Isekai, Antihero Protagonist, Dark Fantasy, Slave Harem (Gradual), Revenge, Leveling Systems, Multiple Worlds, Emotional Trauma, Ruthless MC, Psychological Growth, NSFW (After 20) --- If You're a reader who enjoy brutal isekai with emotional depth, morally grey decisions, and worlds that push both power and sanity to the limit. Current Schedule: 7 Chapters / Week.
Gagarmaru · 11.2k Views

The Extra's Law

Being the only person in his world who can see the Aurora Borealis phenomenon that constantly adorns the sky, Nathan never imagined that he would enter his own half-finished novel titled "Endless Cataclysm." Yet, he now inhabits the body of someone named Adrian Hale, without understanding why he exists there, as he never wrote such a character. Nevertheless, he enjoys his new life by pretending to be Adrian Hale and receiving love from his family. Until he finally realizes that the place he currently inhabits is destined to be destroyed without a single soul left alive. Destroyed by what? Killed by whom? Nathan does not know, because it was a Plot Hole in his novel that he left unresolved. But that is what is written in his novel, and it will inevitably happen in some form because the World of his novel will not remain idle, ignoring that Plot Hole or its logical flaws. He has witnessed firsthand how the world logically filled in all the deficiencies present in his novel when it became reality. So, what will the world create to rectify the Plot Hole of his death and the inevitable demise of millions of human lives? That is a threat he, as the author, had never anticipated before. His knowledge of the Plot is also useless because he is far removed from the Protagonist, from the main story of his novel. The only encounter between them would be if he manages to overcome that Threat, or if the Protagonist finds his corpse. Nathan is also continually startled by the world of his novel and the humans within it, who create things that surpass his imagination as its author. He is a powerless God, overwhelmed by his own creation that has transcended him.
Saintnites · 14.5k Views

The Age of Uneven Pressure

The year was 1789, though history would later argue about when the weight truly began to press. At the center of the story is Aiden Srivijaya, masquerading as “Alain,” an unassuming French engineer swept into the Grand Armée’s logistics and reconnaissance efforts. Unbeknownst to the soldiers around him, Aiden inhabits an ancient, preserved body—Nebhet-Still—bound to forces far older than the Revolution or empire. His presence subtly alters events without overturning history: undead do not rise openly to conquer, battles are not decided by sorcery, yet something watches, listens, and waits beneath sand and river. Paris did not erupt. It compressed. Rooms thickened with unspoken fear and hungry hope. Candles bent their flames toward nothing. Windows rattled in still air. Those attuned to such things—the prayer-women, the street augurs, the quietly Aether-Marked—felt it in their bones. Aetheric Pressure had returned to Europe. Far from the shouting crowds, a young Corsican officer studied artillery tables by lamplight. Napoleon Bonaparte did not feel the pressure the way others claimed to. He saw no omens. He heard no voices. What he sensed instead was timing: the moment when hesitation outweighed courage, when momentum could be cut and redirected like a fuse. The Bastille fell beneath cannon fire and rumor alike. In the smoke, something older than kings stirred—not a god, not a spell, but the understanding that force could move history faster than lineage ever had. Across France, voices rose. Resonance orators set crowds vibrating with words that tasted of iron. Aether-Marked burned themselves hollow trying to steer revolutions that refused to be guided. Aether engineers measured the pressure with brass needles and called it reason. Napoleon watched. The Terror came, sudden and absolute. Fear spiked too sharply, and the pressure collapsed in on itself. Magic failed. Instruments cracked. Heads fell. Those who survived learned a lesson no pamphlet could teach: chaos could not be ridden forever. Sometimes it had to be broken. On the 13th of Vendémiaire, the guns spoke plainly. Grapeshot tore through flesh and conviction alike. The air cleared. The pressure dispersed. A republic remained—exhausted, wounded, and desperate for stability. Napoleon did not speak of destiny. He accepted responsibility. War followed him, as it always does. In Italy, armies moved like weather fronts, victories arriving before resistance could thicken. Aetheric influence whispered at the edges of his campaigns—nudged by broken men and delicate machines—but never allowed to lead. Napoleon advanced while others waited for signs. Then came Egypt. The desert did not yield. Beneath the sand lay sovereigns who had never abdicated, bound by solar law and memory older than conquest. When tombs cracked and the Sekhem Eternal rose, Europe’s pressure found no purchase. Cannon fire shattered bone that calmly reformed. Aetheric force slid from sun-etched shields as if ashamed of itself. Napoleon stayed. He learned that empires were not the first rulers of the world—only the loudest. Africa kept its deathless kings. Asia preserved its balance. Across oceans, the dead rose only according to their own laws and legends. Every land shaped pressure in its own image, and punished those who tried to impose another. When Napoleon finally turned his gaze back toward Europe, the world had changed. Not broken. Awakened. History would name him conqueror. Scholars would argue over genius, chance, and fate. Few would grasp the truth: The pressure did not crown Napoleon. He merely learned when to move— and when even the weight of the world must yield. Thus began the Age of Uneven Pressure, not with magic or revolution alone, but with a man who understood that once released, pressure reshapes everything it touches.
WisArchtect · 8.1k Views

Global Disaster: I Will Slay Gods In This Second Chance!

[Global Awakening] + [Apocalypse] + [Multiple Disasters] + [AntiHero MC] + [Genius MC] + [Multiple Individuals Regress] + [SCP] + [Building a Force] + [Single Female Lead] + [Urban] February 28th, 2101. Nine ethereal figures descended from the sky. They called themselves the Apostles. As messengers of "God", tasked with the noble mission of testing humanity through the Ninety-Nine Era Ending Calamities, a cycle that every universe must go through. But... This was not the first time they appeared. It was their ninety-ninth reappearance. The first Era Ending Calamity, 30% of humanity died gruesomely. The second Era Ending Calamity, ghosts and demons wrecked the world. The third… fourth… Each one of them was as brutal as the last, and at the final Ninety-Ninth, only fifteen special individuals remained. These fifteen were the strongest awakeners in humanity. I, Zold Starks, was one of them. Our strengths were so great that we were calamities ourselves. But even then, the situation was hopeless. The survival rate for the Ninety-Ninth Era Ending Calamity was... 0%. At that moment, the Apostles spoke: "It is through the Undistinguishable that we live forward. It is through the Unknown that we fear what is beyond. It is through the Ultimate that we seek transcendence..." "God has spoken." "The Ninety-Ninth Era Ending Calamity..." Zold held his breath. "... is [Regression]." The instant they spoke-- Zold and the others vanished from the ruined world. === With one more chance... With a different, more powerful talent... Zold no longer thought about merely surviving. "Just you wait..." "I'll hunt each of you even if it's the last thing I'll do." This time, he'll kill the Apostles and their God!
Little_Seeker · 8.3k Views

Gravity Magus

After accidentally causing a world ending Black Hole in his lab, Winston found himself in a fantasy world, where an endless sea of Mages sought Godhood itself by ascending through the realms of mana. Transmigrated into the body of a Gravity Mage, a branch of magic that was as rare as gold itself, so powerful that he could squish his enemies into blobs of flesh with his mind, he eventually figured out that the best way to live in this world, was to ascend through the realms of mana himself! The fastest, if not the most advanced way to ascend, was to hunt evil beings in all shapes or forms, steal their essences, and purify it to strengthen, and essentially improve the quality of his mana pool so he could ascend through the realms, or levels of mana quality himself. The essences that were prized the most, were those of dark, and perhaps even demonic Goddesses! When these Goddesses had their backs against the wall, they did everything in their power to seduce the Mages who bested them in combat. Their vile charm was difficult to resist, even impossible to some, but much like the alluring song of a Siren, torment followed any man who gave in to the seduction of the Goddesses! Their evil nature could not be taken lightly, as the destruction of Civilization itself was one of the minor sins in their past, in comparison to what these Goddesses were capable of! The hunt for power progression was challenging, fit only to let the greatest Mages advance. Winston considered himself a man of greater means, and so he was ready to give it his best shot to progress, and keep his head on his shoulders. He was ready to go after the rank of a Gravity Magus, no matter what it took, as beyond the rank of a Magus, immortality, and even Goodhood itself was just around the corner! … ~ Be sure to check out my other novels in my author profile. I don’t drop my work, and will end each novel at around 1,500 chapters. ~ [#Magus] [#Arch Mage] [#Mages] [#Mana] [#New Trope] [#No System] [#Sweet Romance] [#Demons] [#Dimensions] [#Portals] [#Shared Transmigration]
DrillaC137 · 10.7k Views

Douluo Simulator: My Sixteen Ex-Girlfriends

[First Simulation: You Become Ning Rongrong’s Fiancé] [You possess the fate of the Heavenly Lone Star. Orphaned at birth, you are taken in by Ning Fengzhi and brought back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.] [At six years old, you awaken your martial souls: Sword and Wine Gourd. You are a twin–martial soul wielder with innate full soul power.] [At twelve years old, Ning Rongrong runs away from home.] [At fourteen, Ning Rongrong tells you she has fallen for someone else. You kill that person, thereby standing against the protagonist’s group.] [At twenty-six, you ascend to godhood—only to be besieged by the Asura God and the Sea God. You die…] “???” [Second Simulation: You Become the Fourth Prince of the Star Luo Empire] [Born into the imperial family, yet fated never to become emperor—because your martial soul is not the White Tiger, but the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.] “???” [You secretly cultivate and grow stronger through devouring. At merely twelve years old, you reach the Soul Emperor level.] [While preparing to leave on a journey, you encounter Zhu Zhuqing, who is being hunted down by Zhu Zhuyun.] [Lost amid her repeated cries of ‘big brother,’ you choose to help the pitiful little kitten.] [You take Zhu Zhuqing to find Dai Mubai, allowing her to clearly see what kind of person he truly is.] [Tang San believes you have stolen his friend’s woman and declares that you have committed a crime worthy of death. You make your move, severely injure Tang San, and then… are killed by Tang Hao.] “???” [Third Simulation…] Through simulation after simulation, Wang Li obtains an astonishing wealth of rewards. When the simulations finally end, he sets foot on the path of conquering the Douluo Continent. Wait—wasn’t this supposed to be just a simulation? Then why… have they all changed? — Daily Updates (X2) — For Advanced Chapters: [[email protected]/TheAbsoluteBeginning]
Taichu · 543k Views