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Deviant: No Longer Human

#Harem #R18 #Action #Milf #Dark #Elf #Modernfantasy #Urban #Mystery #Overpowered MC #Evil MC #Conqueor . . . Synopsis: When the ancient myths of the past are unearthed, the world trembles as forgotten powers reawaken, shaking the very foundations of existence. The Graveyard of Gods is revealed, a forgetten realm where the remnants of deities long forgotten reside, their secrets waiting to be uncovered by adventures brave enough to delve into its depths. The mystery of the 8th Continent surfaces, a land rumored to exist beyond the known maps, shrouded in myth and legend, holding within its borders untold treasures and dangers alike. Self-proclaimed gods emerge, individuals wielding incredible abilities who proclaim themselves divine guardians, challenging the established order and igniting conflicts that threaten to engulf the world in chaos. The myth of hell and heaven becomes tangible as the boundaries between realms blur, and the forces of good and evil clash in a cosmic struggle for dominance. Amidst this turmoil, the whole earth becomes a battleground as beings from the hells rise, intent on unleashing their wrath upon humanity, plunging the world into an inferno of destruction and despair. Caught in the maelstrom of chaos, the 'poor' Wang Xiao finds his life turned upside down as he becomes embroiled in a case of mistaken identity, falsely believed to be the mysterious 8th Prince, a figure of immense power whose name is forbidden to be called out loud. He is the one who must not be named, the one who strikes fear into the hearts of mortals and gods alike. Accidentally entangled in a series of events beyond his control, Wang Xiao finds himself bound by the ties of marriage to seven living goddesses, each possessing their own unique powers and secrets, thrusting him into a world of divine and devil! To add to the chaos, the psychotic guardian of the Atlantic continent, becomes a bumbling mess in their attempts to woo Wang Xiao, resorting to increasingly ridiculous stunts that only serve to destroy countries overnight! Meanwhile, the Princess of the Desert Kingdom, with all the subtlety of a sledgehammer, offers her entire country as a dowry in a hilariously misguided attempt to win Wang Xiao's affection! And as if things couldn't get any more absurd, an ancient goddess is reduced to the role of a maid, her once fearsome powers now relegated to menial tasks like dusting and cooking! As the sun rises on another day in Wang Xiao's chaotic life, he is greeted by not one, but two queens throwing themselves into his arms! Wang Xiao's life undergoes a profound transformation when he uncovers a truth that shakes the very foundation of his existence: he possesses a deviant nature unlike any other. In order to assert control over his own destiny, he embarks on a solemn journey to acquire power, navigating a series of challenges and trials with unwavering determination! --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

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345 Chs

Posion Maiden (1)

Nestled in the heart of the Transylvanian wilderness, the castle of Asmodeous stood as a grand silhouette against the night sky.

Its spires and towers, ornate and menacing, were like sentinels watching over a world cloaked in darkness.

Illuminated by the soft glow of the moon, the ancient ivy-clad stonework of the castle seemed almost alive, whispering secrets of the ages to the silent night.

The imposing arched gateway, inscribed with tales of old, cast long shadows across the cobblestone path that led to the fortress.

A hauntingly beautiful stone fountain, overseen by the figure of a naked winged angel, lay still, the water within reflecting the flickering light of stars overhead.

The wild embrace of the surrounding forest reached out to the castle walls, as if nature itself yearned to be part of the mystique of this place.

Elara, stationed at the gateway, appeared as a figure woven from the very threads of night.