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Harem God: Leveling Up Yanderes in the Apocalypse

In 2077, the gods sent potential successors across the cosmos to Earth for the God Trial. The result: the apocalypse and the rise of history’s most unlikely Harem God candidate. Leon Traxler was a sociopath with a phobia of using women for sexual desires. Yet he chose the power to build an overpowered harem because finding strong, loyal companions during the apocalypse was unlikely. It was a calculated decision, but he got something he hadn’t bargained for. Emotions. With a power that leveled him up through emotional milestones and a system that made him feel them for members, he quickly amassed power and decided that the apocalypse was a blast. Driven by a desire to make his violent yanderes happy, a love for animal ears on women, and a narcissistic wet dream to be the only man on earth, he decided to partake in the God Trial. His strategy? To raise an army of women, build a city for his harem, and start a cultured civilization that would naturally end when he died. Join Leon as he becomes a celebrity on god social media, rises to power on earth, and lives life as a playboy in the apocalypse. —Story Notes— - If you like the story, check out my new story, My Yandere Harem, for ultimate yandere destruction. - Leon's technically a psychopath, hiding his lack of emotions behind a false, normal image. He's ruthless to men. - His phobia is the driving factor that makes women comfortable joining his city. Think about it. - The story starts delightfully chaotic but quickly matures into a real story. - There's strong character development before it's lemon picking season. No one-dimensional women. - There will be lemons. Truckloads.

Margrave · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
112 Chs

7 PM

"Hello, men. It's me again, Leon Traxler, coming to you between Wiko and Timton." Leon announced, "I hope you've enjoyed this production so far."

Lindy giggled, silently rubbing her legs together, trying to control her breathing. She wanted to control her affliction, but Leon made it impossible.

"We're flying around the border and not seeing many people here." He continued as Caitlyn flew twenty feet above a residential district.

"But we've seen over four hundred ghosts roaming the territory within the first twenty miles in the last two hours.

Considering respectable superhumans can easily run 30 mph, most people should be around here. That tells me that people aren't taking things seriously.

So I thought it would be beneficial to show you the caliber of people you're dealing with.

Lindy dear, will you these people what Phlegethon really is?"

"Gladly." She said with a flushed expression.

"Phlegethon!" Lindy yelled while thrusting out her hand.