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I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

[Warning : Mature content R-18] *Premium quality lemons *Excellent waifu with genuine and diverse characters. *Milfs in equal abundance. *Harem members all equally important to the story! ***************************** In a world ravaged by the XY Plague, a relentless genetic virus targeting the Y chromosome and crippling male fertility, Zafron, an 18-year-old orphan, faces a grim fate. Sold by his manipulative stepmother to a powerful noblewoman known for her wealth and influence, Zafron's life takes a sudden and dangerous turn. Lady Matilda, determined to secure a future for her noble house amidst the dwindling male population, discovers an astonishing truth about Zafron through rigorous genetic testing that changes everything. Disposed and discarded to his own means, Zaphron falls into a fatal encounter. Now at the point of death, pitied by a diety, Zafron is granted a system but not just any system. Zaphron is gifted the Eros vitality system! Now with his system, he emerges as the most genetically potent male known to exist in his world. But of course, this comes with a price.— Zafron now becomes a target not only for ambitious and desperate noble mistresses but also for men desperate to restore their own fertility, he must navigate a perilous path where trust is scarce and danger lurks at every turn. ------------------- [Lady Seraphina, prime minister of Talkyo wants your seed] [Princess Cordelia von Aldenberg would like a night with you] [The prime minister of Winchester, her excellency is offering her daughter to you] ..... "I never asked for this burden, but I will carry it. My potency is not just a gift—it's a responsibility to safeguard the future of our kind. So to all the women that I love, believe me when I say that my precious seed will be yours if you give me one thing..." ********************** [Caution: Made by a degenerate] No ntr No Yuri Mc will steal women from other men. Disclaimer : Cover isn’t mine Discord : https://discord.gg/5V9ehgcYKC

RetardedCulture · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
362 Chs

Head on a platter

Meanwhile back at Astoria, Blackthorn mansion loomed in silence, its grand halls lacking the bustle of servants and maids.

Lord Blackthorn sat in his couch, his eyes closed as he laid there in silence.

The sudden click of heels on marble broke the stillness. A lady strode towards the mansion, her emerald gown rustling softly with each step.

She paused at the threshold, her gaze sweeping across the empty chamber. The door was left open with no one coming or walking out. A frown creased her brow as she noted the unusual absence of staff.

'Where is everyone?' she wondered, her lips pressed into a thin line.

As her eyes fell upon Lord Blackthorn, she couldn't help but recoil slightly. His usual air of superiority had given way to something far more sinister. As he opened his eyes, a malevolent glint shone in them, and his lips were twisted into a sneer that sent a chill down her spine.