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FREE USE in Primitive World

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.
Moanarch · 3.5m Views

Princess’s Struggle for Survival

Imagine waking up as the villain in your sister's cheesy fantasy novel. Yeah, not ideal, especially when that villain is destined for hatred, and a grim end in some forgotten dungeon. That's Astrid's new reality. Her old life? Gone. Her new mission? Survive. And step one means throwing the original script out the window. But changing fate is way harder than it sounds. In a desperate move, Astrid makes the story's heroine, Lyra, her personal maid. Clever, right? Except teaching Lyra magic and treating her like, well, a person, backfires spectacularly. Lyra's gratitude twists into something intense, dark, and possessive. And she's not the only one. Astrid tries mending fences with her powerful aunt, only to find herself smothered by a love that feels dangerously close to madness. Even her ambitious half-sister, originally her rival, gets weirdly attached after Astrid shows her a bit of warmth and helps her gain power using some modern-world smarts. Astrid thought she was being clever, building alliances, creating intelligence networks, rewriting roles. She is changing the story, but it's warping everyone around her. Their loyalty? It's becoming obsession. Their affection? A dangerous fixation. Now, Astrid isn't just fighting the plot. She's drowning in a mess of her own making – caught between people who crave her, tangled in lies and affections twisted way out of shape. Everyone wants her, and sharing isn't remotely on their agenda.
_Astra_20 · 1.1m Views

Mahabharat: Shiva’s Last Variable

Himanshu was just an ordinary eighteen-year-old—an orphan scraping through life—until a heated argument about Karna and Arjuna became the last conversation he would ever have. Struck down by a god’s wrath for daring to question divine actions, his life ends abruptly… but not completely. Before his soul can fade into oblivion, he is summoned by Lord Shiva. Declaring that Himanshu’s death was unjust and premature, Shiva offers him a second chance—one bound not by mercy, but by purpose. A sacred duty awaits him in a world where Dharma is on the verge of collapse. Reborn in the era of the Mahabharata, Himanshu quickly realizes something is terribly wrong. The timeline exists. The kingdoms stand. The great war approaches. But the one who anchors destiny itself… Lord Krishna is missing. Without Krishna, the balance between Dharma and Adharma begins to shatter. Heroes waver. Villains rise unchecked. Fate itself grows unstable. Armed with three extraordinary boons—a mysterious system that rewards his actions, unnatural luck, and unmatched talent in all arts and combat—Himanshu steps into a story that was never meant to unfold this way. But in a world where destiny has lost its guide… Even the smallest change can birth unimaginable consequences. As he navigates alliances, alters events, and challenges the very will of the gods, Himanshu must confront a terrifying truth: Is he here to save this world… —or to decide if it deserves to be saved at all? ====================================== (Author note:) This story was a heavy A.U and all those characters belong's to the OG creator of the epic. Except the Mc and Oc. And I would never disrespect them. I hope you guys give me your opinion and idea's. WARNING: If you don't feel like you dislike A.U on Mahabharat then there is a chance you might not like the story. And the story won't just follow the book or any serials. It's A.U so might feel a mix kind of feeling. Bye guys I hope you enjoy the story.
Karikalan_000 · 1.2m Views

Reborn in 1970: Building a Global Empire

Rudra Pratap died a broken man in 2026, sacrificed on the altar of corporate corruption. He wakes up with a second chance in the most volatile decade of Indian history: the 1970s. It is an age of suffocation—where the License Raj strangles innovation and the government controls the means of production. But Rudra has brought something back from the future. Possessing a mysterious System that allows him to import 21st-century blueprints and foresee geopolitical shifts, Rudra begins his ascent. While others fear the impending war, Rudra sees a supply chain opportunity. While others beg bureaucrats for permits, Rudra buys the bureau.He is no longer the victim. He is the predator. His goal is not just wealth. He aims to forge an industrial empire so vast that operates in the shadows of global finance while building the spine of Indian industry. Watch Rudra Pratap turn a dying textile mill into a global empire, one crisis at a time. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction set in an alternate 1970s timeline. All characters, businesses, and events are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Real-world brands and historical figures are included solely for atmospheric context and do not imply endorsement or factual accuracy. © 2026 Inkstory. All rights reserved. This story is published exclusively on Webnovel,Royal Road and Scribble Hub. If you are reading this on a pirate site, please report it.
Inkstory · 201.7k Views

Apocalypse Villainess Transmigrates Into The Beastworld With Debt

Getting shoved into a horde of zombies by a group of spineless survivors was not how Hana expected to die. Then again, neither was dying as the most notorious villainess among them—the kind who used people without hesitation and discarded them just as easily. An unflashy, pathetic end. She deserved it… didn’t she? But the universe wasn’t done with her yet. Hana wakes up in a completely different world with a system notification she can’t ignore: Karma Points: -1,250,000 To survive past one month, she must bring it back to zero. No shortcuts. No cheats. No killing. Just… being a ‘good’ person. “…You’ve got to be kidding me.” As if that wasn’t bad enough, during her quests, she keeps picking up strays—dangerous, powerful, clingy strays. “Hana, you need to pay attention to me today.” The dragon beastman murmured, crowding into her space. “No way, Hana promised to cuddle me,” the nine-tailed fox added sweetly, offering her a flower. “No way! Hana said she would fly with me,” the falcon beastman cut in, wings twitching. “You’re all overthinking it.” The snow leopard beastman scoffed, tail flicking lazily. “Hana already made plans with me.” Hana this, Hana that, Hana blah, blah and blah! Hana pinched the bridge of her nose, exasperated. Saving her karma might be possible. But surviving them? That might be the real challenge. And the system was definitely not helping.
Author_fredah · 331.5k Views