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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
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Paradise Road Now Open for all Contestants

Everyone quickly filed into groups.

Five women walked up to Leon. Each was wearing a kimono with different vibrant colors.

"Hello, sir. We're Filo, Zena, Feris, Like, and Toga. I'm Filo." A woman with a crimson, white-flowered kimono said.

She had straight, pitch-black hair and a single stroke of crimson stripping through it on the right side.

"Five words or less." Leon demanded curtly.

"We're dragons." She replied.

"You get an award for following instructions with a 250% increase in efficiency." He said while throwing her a Hangover Recovery kit.

She looked at it in confusion.

"This will restore all of your stamina and health. There are fifty candidates here with useful non-combat-related skills." Leon said.

"You five will be transporting these people starting immediately. If you make multiple trips and ensure the original volunteers you saw are safe, I'll reward you five handsomely.

Fly as low as you can to avoid needless deaths when dodging. Now go!"