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Incubus's Lusty Harem: I got Asmodeus System with a Death Clock

Living a life of luxury under the skirts of rich women, Luca suddenly died and woke up in a breathtaking high-fantasy realm bursting with elves, demons, beastkin, dragons, dwarves, and every legendary race imaginable. But it turns out, this world is a ruthless matriarchy because only women can reach upto Tier 9. Even the strongest man alive is capped at Tier 7. Luca? He woke up a weakling with a glowing red death timer floating over his head. 45 minutes until he dies for good. His salvation is the Asmodeus System, and the key is his newly awakened Royal Incubus bloodline. It grants him Demon Fire Manifestation plus three irresistible weapons: Incubus’s Scent that floods the air with raw desire and scales with his own arousal. Lustful Touch that turns even a casual brush of skin into brain-melting orgasmic overload. And most importantly, Life Siphon, a skill that secretly converts every internal finish into lifespan + massive EXP. With nothing but that bloodline and death's own clock ticking on his life, Luca turns unstoppable knights, mages, guild mistresses, and nobles into his dripping-wet addicts. What begins as pure, shameless survival and non-stop conquest slowly darkens the moment Luca genuinely falls for these women. Because every time he finishes inside them, he’s stealing years off their lifespan for just mere days of his own, whether he wants to or not… And the System never warned him. Nor did it warn him that he is the perfect Cultivation Cauldron in a ruthless Matriarchy full of women capable of erasing mountains with just a thought. Or the fact that the strongest religion in the world, the Church of Ivona, is on a holy crusade to exterminate all demons from the world. Survival -> Shadow Harem Empire -> Romance. Heavy R18 | Snarky MC | Matriarchy reversal | Royal Incubus bloodline power fantasy | Slow-burn emotional romance later | Daily 2 chapters at least No NTR | No Yuri (a bit during threesomes) | Incubus Bloodline | Lust System | Death Timer | Harem | R18 | Matriarchy | High Fantasy Isekai
An_Imperfectionist · 11.9k Views

The Walking Dead: The Apocalypse Queen

Even if you’ve never watched The Walking Dead, you can still enjoy this story! 【Realistic Apocalypse + The Walking Dead Setting + Independent Protagonist】 【Base Building + Survival + Adventure | 】 After transmigrating into the world of The Walking Dead, she becomes the younger sister of Leah from the Reapers—someone who was supposed to die before even appearing in the story. Calista seems to have drawn the worst possible script… a doomed background character. But that’s fine. The situation is still salvageable. The first thing she does after waking up? Cling to the Reapers and secure their protection. While Rick’s group is still struggling with questions of morality and humanity, Calista is already rebuilding order through sheer force. The Governor dares to provoke her? Bombard him. The Whisperers? Erase them. The Commonwealth and CRM? Move aside. Rick stares at his shabby camp in confusion. “Why is everyone running to her side?” Negan flicks the blood off Lucille as the gates of Rock Fortress slowly open behind him. “Damn… because following her means you actually thrive.” Starting with the Reapers as her foundation, Calista rises from a winery stronghold to become a ruler of the apocalypse. From the United States… all the way to Europe. The original plot? Just a reference. From today onward, my territory will define the order of the new world. 【The protagonist is not a saint. She won’t follow or assist Rick’s group blindly. Their paths will cross, but she will build her own empire.】 (No system. Just the realistic rise of an ordinary person in the apocalypse.)
GhostParser · 53.7k Views

Race: The Perpetual War

The realm is bleeding, caught in the perpetual meat grinder of four sovereign empires locked in total war. Deception, plundering, and endless slaughter are the daily realities, all boiling down to a single, primal law: kill or be killed. The death toll stopped mattering centuries ago; today, the blood spilled is simply the price of their sole obsession,the absolute destruction of their enemies. Each faction is driven by its own dark ideology. The Human Empire believes the only way to end the chaos is through complete conquest and the absolute subjugation of the realm. High in their pristine lands, the Elves use devastating magic to "purify" the world, viewing the other three races as a rotting plague infecting their sacred lands. The highly intelligent Dwarves run the realm's war engine as hyper-industrialists, building terrifying siege engines for profit and mechanical superiority. Meanwhile, the Greenskin Horde:a terrifying alliance of swarming Goblins and massive, tree-splintering Orcs fights a bitter, desperate war of survival and revenge. Yet, paradoxically, a twenty-kilometer scar of land between their borders remains untouched. Known as No Man's Land, it is the only safe haven in the world, a fragile, sacred truce forged by the First Rulers back in Age 0. It stands today as an ironclad monument to the collective cries of the countless innocents who burned in the ancient crossfire, a rule honored by even the most ruthless generals. In a world consumed by bloodshed, the true battle isn't just for survival it's to see who will be left standing when the ashes finally settle.
mid891530 · 1.4k Views

A Better Worlds

In a world where everyone strives to rewrite fate as they see fit, those who dare to challenge the very fabric of reality awaken. They know no fear, for fear is the fate of the weak. They know no pity, for pity is a sign of weakness. Ancient powers awaken in those willing to pay any price for power over the world. Each sees the truth in their own way, and each is ready to destroy everything that contradicts their vision. A fire burns in their hearts, capable of melting even the strongest bonds of the universe. Wars do not begin on battlefields—they begin in the minds of those who thirst for change. And when many paths converge, when impossible dreams and unwavering will collide, the world will change forever. But at what cost? There are no rules in this game—there are only the laws of force. There is no good and evil—there is only the desire for power. And when the last stone falls, when the last spark of energy fades, only one will remain—the one who will bring their vision of a "Better World" to life. But remember: in a world where everyone strives for perfection, there is no room for compromise. And whoever survives this battle for the future will write new laws of existence with the blood of their enemies. Author's Greetings Greetings to all readers! ForestRam is me, the author of this story, trying my hand at literary creation for the first time. I understand that as a novice writer, I may not always meet high standards, and the first chapters may seem less than ideal. Important message to readers: If you notice any errors, typos, or plot inconsistencies, please point them out. I will carefully review every comment. I would be grateful for any constructive advice and suggestions for improving the text. Your ideas for plot development are invaluable to me. Regarding the work on the text: despite multiple rereads, I understand that there is always room for improvement. That's why your feedback is so important—it will help make the story better. I hope your journey into the world of my story will be an unforgettable experience. Enjoy reading! Sincerely, ForestRam
Forest_Ram · 24.2k Views

Chakravartin - From a Clerk's Son to Emperor of India

In 2025, Eshaan Vikram Shresth is an archaeology professor at the New Nalanda University - brilliant, overlooked, and quietly consumed by a love of civilizations that died before the world could appreciate them. When he follows a hidden alignment in the ruins of the original Nalanda into a subterranean sanctum, he stumbles upon a secret the world has kept for over two millennia. The Nine Unknown Men, the legendary society founded by Emperor Ashoka the Great after the Kalinga War, are real. They have kept their vigil across centuries, guarding nine books of knowledge so dangerous that no single era could be trusted with them. And one of those books - the Ninth, has been waiting. For him. The Quill of Sociogenesis, dark and iridescent and impossibly alive, does not ask Eshaan's permission. It chose him. And next thing Eshaan knew, he is ten years old, frail, suffering from a disease and lying in a clerk's house in Pataliputra and the year is 1178 CE. He carries two things into this new life: the accumulated knowledge of a modern historian who has spent his career studying exactly what went wrong with India, and the mark of a cosmic mandate written in his own flesh. He knows the invasions coming. He knows the betrayals, the fractures, the missed chances. He has read every book, studied every empire that rose and fell in this soil. Now he will build the one that doesn't. Disclaimer - This Novel series is an Isekai medieval India historical fiction. I don't wish to hurt anyone's feelings and would like to trace an alternative history for Indian Subcontinent, exploring the possibilities if the events unfolded in a different way.
NerdAstrologer · 30.8k Views