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My Yandere Wives In An Eroge

Tristan, a death row inmate, is given a second chance at life when he is offered the opportunity to enroll in a top-secret beta testing eroge. If he can complete the game and find at least sixty-nine game bugs in all levels, he will win a cash prize and his freedom. As Tristan navigates through the virtual world of the eroge, he discovers that there is more to the game than meets the eye. The developer of the game has mysteriously vanished, and Tristan must search for her in order to uncover the truth behind the game's creation. In the course of his search, Tristan discovers that he has special abilities that help him complete the game, including a bug that causes some of the ladies in the game to become different variations of 'dere' and obsess over him as he grows in strength. With the help of his yandere wives, Tristan battles his way through the virtual world and his enemies, uncovering secrets. However, Tristan soon realizes that there is a malicious bug in the game that desires to spread to every network in his world. As Tristan delves deeper into the game, he also discovers the true reason why he was chosen to be in the eroge. Along the way, he develops feelings for his yandere wives, but he soon realizes that his actions in the virtual world have real-world consequences. But with the stakes higher than ever, he must use his wits, abilities and strength to not only save the virtual world but also himself. ***** ¶ 1000 powerstones [3 bonus chapters] ¶ 200 GT [Top contributor gets to choose waifu for MC and bonus R18 chapter] ¶ Top commenter/reviewer/contributor [Moderator on the book] ¶ No NTR (Netorare/sharing) or Yuri Cover generated by me, text done by Bloom759 ***** Discord server https://discord.gg/QDGnnQyxs PayPal paypal.me/triadlust ***** Harem, level up, yandere, eroge, supernatural, gore, Virtual Reality, Urban fantasy...

Triad_lust · Fantasy
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We meet again!

With a quick movement, the man pulled the handkerchief off his lips and grinned.

 

"Yes, it's me. The one who you failed to get rid of the last time we dueled," Michael laughed.

 

'My mistake.' 

 

Tristan facepalmed, shaking his head from side to side.

 

Michael stepped forward, revealing himself completely.

 

His hair was long, jet-black, and tied into a ponytail, which rested on his shoulders.

 

"What's with the new look? Is it supposed to make me think I should feel bad about not killing you?" Tristan snapped.

 

"Oh, don't act like you haven't thought about it." Michael chuckled.

 

Tristan scoffed and glared at the other man.

 

"Well, if you want a rematch so badly, why didn't you just ask?" Tristan demanded.

 

"Because you're such a fucking prick!" Michael shouted back.

 

Tristan raised his eyebrow.