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Mind Demon's Path of Domination

Mark hatched out of an egg one day, reincarnated as a demon! His body was as strong as iron, instincts capable of noticing a silent fly multiple meters away. Eyesight sharp enough to see the small holes in an enemy’s clothing. Moreover, he also had a system. [Soul Devourer] [Eat souls to grow stronger.] [Mind-type Demonic Tricks have been derived out of your demonic bloodline!] [Heart Input!] [Input unsolicited thoughts in an enemy's heart and influence them!] Mark took a deep breath. How can he allow himself to live a mediocre life after being given this second chance? Now, he wanted it all! Women, wealth, power, status, and even eternal life! His ambition was set, his heart was on fire. A demon had been born. ``` =●= Author's Note: What kind of story will this be? Strong to Stronger more than Weak to Strong. Mark will be an incredibly powerful fighter among his Tier most of the time but not invincible inside it. Expect a lot of incredible power systems throughout multiple worlds, a gripping narrative, a bundle of lovely female cast, and lots of sweet, tasty world-hopping. And heart-thumping, blood-boiling battles. Discord Link for character arts and to get in contact with the author: https://discord.com/invite/6ZGpkzxtTe Disclaimer: There will be explicit smut chapters but NO Yuri, NO NTR, and NO R*PE. (No Mind Control R*PE here. NADA.) Romantic relationships of the MC will not be a mind-manipulated puppet show. I despise that. He cares for his women as much as they care for him. As far as I can, there will not be any cardboard characters made to fill in the character count in the MC's harem, either. As in, all important characters will have a story of their own; as if they themselves were a main character. Hopefully, it all goes well. I am trying my best, you just have to read it now. Enjoy the ride!

CoughBlood · Fantasy
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265 Chs

Savage World

A violent wind lifted his hair. Mark's eyes shot open as something slammed into his stomach. He took a step back, staring at the object that fell on him, and suddenly he was alert to his entire surroundings, not a trace of languidness on him.

"My sweet bamboo juice!" the little girl who had slammed into him shouted, a bottle of something having broken from her hand. 

She looked up at Mark and froze. 

Meanwhile, the villagers of the village where he had appeared all stared at him with horror. Mark's golden eyes flickered from one villager to the next, checking their stats with speed that even he was surprised by.

All clear, all of them are weak mortals.

The girl who had slammed into him looked up at him with tearful eyes, the broken bottle in her hand dripping with something that smelled too sweet. On to the side—presumably—her mother stared at Mark with shock.