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My Hidden Heresy Skill Forged an SSS-Ranked Harem for Infinite Points

[WARNING:R-18|Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult themes] Ryan, a programmer who had always been a failure with women and, because of his job, never had time for dating due to constant workplace exploitation. One month before the release of his company’s most ambitious RPG, he decided to take revenge by adding a secret “bug” to the game. A hidden skill called Debt. Every time the support character healed or buffed a heroine, a mandatory debt was generated. An order that had to be fulfilled. And if it wasn’t claimed, the skill would execute it automatically. The company discovered the code and punished him by forcing him to work without pay to fix it. Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Ryan dies of a heart attack before he can remove the bug. But he awakens inside the game. Now he inhabits the body of the Rank B support in a party of Rank S heroines… and the Debt skill is still active. Ryan will have a significant advantage, because not only will he gain the normal experience and rewards from leveling up, but he will also receive the additional rewards granted by the Debt skill. With an advantage no one else possesses, Ryan must decide: Will he become a tyrant who manipulates his companions? Or will he use that power to survive, protect them, and become the only support capable of reaching S-Class hero rank? Because this time, he won’t let anyone exploit him again. Additional Tags: #No NTR | #No Polyamory (all the women are always focused on the MC) | #Comedy | #Adult | #Progression | #Overpowered Skill
Rudriel · 947.6k Views

The lies of Fate

***Hello, potential readers. As you may be able to ascertain from my profile, my name is Argon_Mayar. This is a story I have had in the works for many years, but I have never felt it was ready or needed to be made known. However, I know that if I do not post it, what good is it as a story stuck in the back of my mind?*** So, here is my synopsis for you: What is life? What is death? Strip everything away, and they are two sides of the same storm. Life is chaos, death is clinical calm. We call ourselves masters of the universe, but we are puppets. Puppets to life. Puppets to death. The only thing we can ever hope to command is everything in between. Kira Voss built an empire from nothing, a mafia boss who ruled through precision, not mercy. Then her underboss, the man she trusted to guard her back, put a bullet in it instead. She dies mid-sentence, mid-command, mid-life, and wakes somewhere that isn't death and isn't life. A grey, formless limbo, ruled by something that calls itself neither god nor devil, only the Architect. The Architect offers her a way out. She will be reborn, again and again, into the bodies of characters pulled from stories not her own: a soldier in a war she doesn't recognize, a queen in a court she's never studied, a nobody in a life with rules she has to learn as she bleeds by them. Each time, she's dropped in with no memory of the character she's replaced, no script, no map, only the demand that she change the story's fate before it ends, or be pulled back to try again. She fails. Again. And again. Each failure doesn't erase her, it traps her, layer by layer, inside the very characters she couldn't save, until she's not sure how much of Kira is left underneath all the borrowed lives she's been forced to wear. She becomes a patchwork of other people's endings. But a woman who once ran an empire doesn't stay lost for long. Between the setbacks, Kira starts doing what she always did best: reading the room, finding the leverage, rewriting the rules of a game she didn't choose. Story by story, world by world, she stops trying to merely survive the fates she's dropped into and starts bending them, growing stronger with every fractured self she carries forward. By the time she understands what the Architect actually is, and what it's been harvesting from her all along, she isn't the woman who died on her own floor anymore. She's something built from a hundred stolen lives, strong enough, finally, to walk back into the limbo that made her and end the thing that started it all.
Argon_Mayar · 15.7k Views