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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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What does a Kujidere want?

Tristan followed her instructions, keeping his hood up and following her into the hall. She nodded to a pair of guards by the door, dressed in what looked like a modified version of a habit.

 

'So they are all females, I see, which makes sense since the Order is mainly dedicated to femininity; then why did Alethia make an exception for me? Some new rules? Or maybe because I'm different?' Tristan wondered. He wanted to ask more, but he knew that if he tried to learn too much, it could get him in trouble.

 

'Are they a few centuries old too? Maybe... Nah, that sounds stupid,' he thought, deciding not to dwell on it.

 

He adjusted his hood as he lowered his head, trying to minimize eye contact with the guards.

 

"You look different," one of the ladies said, her voice dripping with concern.

 

"I don't think I've seen you before," the other added. "Where have you come from?"