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Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits- and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor. In the beginning Quinlan was painfully weak and alone, but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. "Oh, so you are a warrior who is looking for a master that strives to become the strongest? You found him." "Wait, you are an assassin with an amazing, rare class who has a cruel master? Let me help you have a change of ownership..." "I know that you might not be a slave, but one of my classes is 'Slave Master', which would make you stronger should you become one... So how about it?" Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies.

NecroBin · Fantasy
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396 Chs

Manipulation 1

- PoV: Robert -

I woke up early as usual and checked my bed only to see that the other side was unoccupied as it has been for over a decade ever since Lucille decided to sleep in another room.

I've been anxious about our relationship for a long while now, but since she still didn't divorce me I'm starting to become hopeful. If I keep being a kind husband, maybe she will change her mind. The fact that our Mavena is still unmarried and relies on us to provide for her is also another factor that works in my favor.

Once I thought it over, I nodded to myself with much hope in my heart and stood from the bed, ready to begin the day in earnest. I usually start my days by stretching for a few minutes before going to the morning market where I would get fresh pastries for Lucille and Mavena.