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Attack of the Lewd Monster Harem

On Vacation till January 1st 2025. Have a Merry Christmas everyone! James Keller is summoned to an alternate Earth where a rift opened allowing nightmarish creatures to roam free. Ninety-nine percent of all men have been killed fighting these beasts leaving behind millions of women and children. Large walls made of iron or stone have been erected around each of the twelve remaining kingdoms. These walls have lasted for decades against even the toughest monsters. In this new world men have now become so valuable to society that they are all treated like kings and have huge harems of beautiful women. To even become a slave to a man is still considered a privilege. Now James must survive in a world filled with monstrous beasts straight of his nightmares. Meanwhile he must navigate through a world where every beautiful woman desperately wants to have his babies. Can he survive and become the legendary hero the world needs to stop the apocalypse? Will his little friend survive being tapped by hundreds of voracious and desperate women? Find out in the dark fantasy story of Attack of the Lewd Monster Harem! ************************************** I update twice a day. Once at noon and once at 7pm. Rewards: 1 Luxury Car = 1 Bonus chapter 1 Dragon = 2 Bonus chapters 1 Magic Castle = Mass Release of 10 chapters 1 Spacecraft = Mass Release of 20 chapters 1 Golden Gachapon = 10 chapters per day for 1 week ***Discord is open!*** https://discord.gg/cR2KY2R4sF

HaremKing777 · Fantasy
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Chapter 31: The Cloak of Deception

The room was still heavy with tension, but James knew they couldn't afford to lose any more time. As the others gathered around, the assassin's words echoed in his mind: Zarathros will rise, and when he does, there will be nothing left for you to save. Whoever this assassin had been working for was not only targeting him but also trying to stop them from discovering the dark truth that had been lurking beneath Lorrence's surface.

James crouched down, turning the body of the assassin to search for any identifying marks or items that could give them a clue as to who sent him. He ran his fingers along the assassin's belt and armor, finding nothing of immediate value until his fingers brushed against something cold and metallic inside a hidden pocket.