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Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

After living a hopeless life and getting exploited to his breaking point for his unique powers, Mithras is diagnosed with a terminal illness, about to die a brutal death when he is murdered anyway by his boss for refusing to betray his sister. Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac, and now equipped with a lewd system, Mithras is determined to use this second chance to avenge his past grievances and breed his boss' slimthick mom with a million babies! But there are two problems: 1) He is now unkillable, but can only heal his injuries and sustain his immortality by drinking breast milk or love juice! 2) The System has not only turned his entire body into an aphrodisiac but also made his cum into a five-star delicacy that can not only improve the beauty of any woman he has sex with but also turn them into peerless warriors! "Mithras, we want your secret juice!" "Ok. But how much are you willing to pay for it?" [Ding! Ding! Ding!] [Hidden Quest...Bad Girls Become My Bitches...completed!] [Hidden Quest...I Don't Stuff For Free...completed!] Surrounded by beauties chasing after his secret juice, and persecuted by their greedy admirers, can Mithras protect his secrets and stay true to his past life's principles, or will he indulge in the temptation of his new powers, becoming the Harem God of a generation? Spoiler Alert: Of course, he will! (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorare, but a shit-ton of netori -- meaning that the mc steals other men's girls and crushes. It's also a lot more lighthearted than what I write usually. Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Demonic_Paradise · Fantasy
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Sacrament of Death!

An alliance of 36 city-states bound by common interests, the Seafaring Nations ranked among the most developed lands of the Purple Dawn Continent, renowned for their cutting-edge Ener Golems and Voidcrawlers.

Each city-state numbered 2.5 million people on average, ruled by Marquesses and Dukes who pledged allegiance to a nominal Seafaring King. This, however, only worked in theory. In practice, everyone knew the Seafaring Nations' true ruler was none other than…Grand Priestess Akamana of the Angra Theocracy. 

Over 800 years ago, Akamana destroyed the Seafaring Nations' armies, forcing the rulers to surrender and become tributaries of the Angra Theocracy. The threat of death is often a powerful deterrent, and faced with the choices of becoming food for fishes or vassals and lapdogs for the Angra Theocracy, that generation of Seafaring Lords opted to bend the knee—a wise but ruinous move in hindsight.