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Mind Demon's Path of Domination

``` Mark woke up one day, reincarnated out of a demon egg. His body was as strong as iron. His instincts were capable of noticing a silent fly an arm's length away. And above all, his eyesight was sharp enough to see the small holes in an enemy’s clothing. He was a Demon. 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!] [Hea...] 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. ``` =●= 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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The Exchange

It was a new day in the Demon City.

Mark walked through a small crowd and entered an alleyway. This part of the area was incredibly crowded, and the further down he went, the more he realized how humanlike demons with sentience were.

They pushed, pulled, crowded.

They had no individuality—as if they were all one as a herd. They had a lot of powers, incredible powers that most humans could never hope to attain, yet, in the end, they were just part of the herd. It felt like that at least.

He stopped a naked man on the street. The guy seemed dazed.

"Hey, where is the Exchange?" Mark asked.

The man turned to look at Mark, even more dazed than he was.

"You want drugs?" the man asked. "

Mark ignored him and went past him, mixing into the crowd. That man alone was an Upper Demon, someone who could probably end Maark's dreams with some simple blows. Yet, here he was, wasting away.