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NOT FiNISHED! Adrian Bater was supposed to stay a virgin forever.. After activating the ridiculous “Gooner System,” Adrian suddenly gains access to powerful mana bonds that grow stronger through intimacy, attraction, and emotional connection. What starts as the world’s dumbest fantasy quickly turns deadly when monsters, dungeons, and ancient races begin reacting to the strange power growing inside him. Now Adrian is stuck surviving a world filled with dangerous women, unstable mana, dragon princesses, demonic powers, and a system that keeps giving him increasingly unhinged quests. The worst part? Every new bond makes him stronger… but also less stable. Unfortunately for him, the system seems to think building a harem is the key to saving the world.

Oh no! Due to a strange accident, I've suddenly transformed into a girl! As if finding a way to return to boy wasn't challenging enough, now I'm being pursued by both the school's 'Princess' - two popular girls who have taken a romantic interest in me. What a mess this has become!!!

So, picture this: You’re Arthur, just your average corporate drone, probably halfway through a spreadsheet when—bam—you wake up in a world that definitely isn’t Earth. The catch? You’re a werewolf. But not the cool, alpha-leader-of-the-pack kind. You’re the bottom-of-the-barrel, "gets bullied by goblins" kind. Plus, Arthur has some pretty major trust issues, so the whole "power of friendship" thing? Yeah, that’s off the table. He’s a lone wolf whether he likes it or not. But here’s where it gets interesting. Instead of some cheat-code "System," Arthur’s got something better: Earth-tier scientific logic and—I’m not even kidding—legit dating game. He starts winning over (and leveling up through) a total roster of mythical babes: succubi, elves, valkyries, witches... you name it. He grinds his way from a weakling to a literal god, eventually makes it back home, and decides to just... take over Earth while he's at it. He’s the undisputed King of the World. Life is great, right? Well, except for one tiny, awkward detail: His wife. Yeah, the one he left behind on Earth. How exactly do you explain your new "God-King of a Harem" status to your Day One? What’s inside? Zero to Hero: No cheap "Level Up" screens. This is a pure, gritty grind from mortal to deity. The Ultimate Roster: We’re talking a massive harem—succubi, elves, valkyries, witches... and yeah, they’re all "well-endowed," if you catch my drift. World Domination: He doesn't just save the world; he owns it. The Long Game: An epic, near-endless cultivation journey.

In a world where legends lived and gods walked, two entities stood above all: Phoebus, The Necrophile Lord and Hardy, The Corny Supreme. They were beings of immense power, revered and feared in equal measure. Born from the essence of creation continent itself, they had shaped the world with their hands, their wills carving mountains and filling seas. But now, they faced each other in a confrontation that would decide the fate of everything they had built. Phoebus, with hair of golden light and eyes that shone like the sun, stood firm, his spear shimmering with ethereal fire. Across from him, Hardy, dark as the void with eyes like the deepest night, wielded a spear that crackled with dark energy. They had come to this desolate plain, the last unbroken part of their continent, to settle a grudge that had festered for millennia. As they stood, a few hundred paces apart, the air between them was tense, vibrating with the raw power they emanated. Lightning flashed across the sky, and the ground trembled beneath their feet. Hardy's voice, deep and resonant, broke the silence. "Necro," he growled, "it has come to this, as we always knew it would." Phoebus nodded solemnly, his eyes never leaving Hardy's. "Indeed, Corn. The balance we once held is shattered. This must end." Without another word, they charged. Their spears clashed with a sound that shattered mountains. Each strike was a force of nature, each parry a defiance of fate. They moved with blinding speed, their forms blurring as they struck and counter-struck. The ground split open, molten lava spilling forth as the land itself could not withstand their fury. Phoebus twirled his spear, its tip leaving trails of fire in the air. He thrust forward, aiming for Hardy's heart, but Hardy sidestepped with inhuman agility, his own spear lashing out to cut a deep gash in Phoebus's side. The golden blood that flowed from the wound turned to steam as it touched the air. With a roar, Phoebus swung his spear in a wide arc, unleashing a wave of searing light. The blast incinerated everything in its path, leaving a charred, smoking crater. Hardy barely managed to deflect the worst of the attack with his own spear, the dark energy crackling around him forming a protective barrier. Hardy retaliated by plunging his spear into the ground. Shadows erupted from the point of impact, spreading like a plague. Trees withered and died instantly, the earth itself seemed to rot and decay. Phoebus leaped back, but not before the creeping darkness reached his legs, causing them to tremble and weaken. "You've grown weaker, old friend," Hardy taunted, his voice echoing with dark mirth. "And you have grown more cruel," Phoebus retorted, summoning his strength to counterattack. He thrust his spear skyward, and a column of pure light descended from the heavens, engulfing Hardy. The light seared through the shadows, burning away the darkness. The force of their attacks was not limited to their immediate surroundings. Waves of destruction radiated outward, leveling forests, evaporating lakes, and turning mountains into rubble. The very air grew thin, unable to sustain life in the face of such overwhelming power. The sky darkened as ash and debris were thrown into the atmosphere, blocking out the sun. For hours they fought, neither giving ground. Their movements were a deadly dance, a ballet of destruction. Every swing of their spears tore the sky apart, and every clash sent shockwaves that leveled everything in their path. The seas boiled, and the land itself cracked and crumbled. Phoebus, summoning the last of his strength, launched himself at Hardy with a ferocious cry. His spear, glowing with the intensity of a thousand suns, aimed straight for Hardy's heart. Hardy, his eyes burning with unyielding determination, met him head-on. His spear, cloaked in shadows that seemed to devour the light, struck toward Phoebus's heart with equal force. The moment their spears pierced each ot

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A poor orphan with no b*tches awakens psychic powers with his main ability being duplication and he generates all the money he could ever need and becomes a rizz god while doing whatever he wants. (Based on real life events) Join as he dominates the new future!

To be resurrected, Lin Zhi binds herself to a system and transmigrates into different book worlds, becoming cannon fodder destined for tragic endings. But Lin Zhi refuses to follow the script. In every world, she fights to rewrite her fate. (1) The Scheming Gold-Digging Stand-In Used by the male lead as a tool to win over the female lead, Lin Zhi refuses to be discarded. Since he wants to use her? Then she’ll make a countermove—get pregnant first, flip the board, and end up with the real overbearing CEO. (2) The First Wife Fated to Die Early in a “Cousin” Story The reborn female lead knows her older male cousin will hold immense power in the future—and that he has always loved her. This time, she vows not to let him go. Only… “Sister-in-law, why aren’t you dead yet?” Lin Zhi smiles. “Still alive. What, are you mad?” (3) The Cannon Fodder Fiancée in a Teacher-Student Romance The aloof Master falls for his young disciple, while Lin Zhi—the fiancée—becomes the villain in their love story. Lin Zhi: “Respect. Blessings. Please stay locked together forever.” Then she decisively breaks off the engagement and devotes herself to cultivation… alongside her adorable little nephew. Who needs romance when ascending is better? (4) The Substitute Bride in a Period Drama In her previous life, she stole the marriage meant for her sister out of gratitude for a life-saving favor, marrying the factory director’s son. Who would have thought he had a “white moonlight” in his heart, leading to her tragic death? Meanwhile, the “mud-legged” man she rejected rose in status, and her sister became an official’s wife. After rebirth, her sister eagerly snatches back the original marriage arrangement, convinced Lin Zhi is doomed. She waits to watch Lin Zhi suffer. Instead— Lin Zhi’s life only gets better and better.