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A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Warning: 1. MC is a mad hound. 2. The story is R-17.99 as the title suggests. —————— Ansel of Hydral, the Empire's most notorious villain, devours a peculiar being known as a "Traveller". In doing so, he glimpses a future of despair, a foreordained future featuring a war-god who can shatter armies, a saint bearing great sins, a mage discerning the truth, and a heroine of unassailable morality... These formidable "she" would destroy his family, his empire, everything he holds dear. Upon truly recognizing the cruelty and weight of fate, Ansel has an epiphany. "If the Empire requires reform, then there is no need for a so-called protagonist. Armed with this knowledge, I can effect change far more efficiently." "And as for you, the world's chosen ones..." "If destiny dictates that you cannot be obliterated, then I have no option but to make you fall... fall with me to the very end of the abyss." In essence, this is a tale of a villain rebelling against fate, taming the chosen daughters of heaven, all while orchestrating a transformative revolution in the world. ————— Harem No yuri

POWER_ · Fantasy
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534 Chs

Super Repairer Ansel - II

"Hm?" The young Hydral didn't respond with modest words, but raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't need to compare yourself to me, Venna, I'm special."

"I'm also special to others," Ravenna said calmly, "Since I can be used for comparison with others, why can't I compare myself to you?"

"There are people who can see a broader and more distant scene than I can."

She let go of his hand, and said in a tone that was not resentful, but introspective, "Should I not pursue your shadow, and continue to consider myself a genius, making no progress?"

The blond boy leaned on his scepter, looking into those purple eyes, and said with a bit of amusement, "So you want me to keep proposing more possibilities, more designs, to put pressure on you and push you forward?"

"That's only part of it."

Ravenna turned her head back, no longer looking at Ansel, and returned to her workbench to resume her work, saying: