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The Conquerors Path

Love, lust, and desire... Austin didn't know much about all that in his past life, for he was average in all aspects of his life. A guy who took psychology and math to learn because he couldn't get into biology, the only exciting thing about him being the fact that when he died, he ended up in his favorite eroge game with the task of getting the girls and making the protagonist a loner. Love, like manipulation or time in hell... That was his choice from the God Of Games... The beautiful girls of tsunderes, the sadist, the masochist, the kuudere, and the...yandere, and more. A world with living, breathing women of high status and power who don't like to share... So what happens when Austin goes behind them?... What happens when the Gods that feel nothing feel for him? What happens when he becomes the gigolo of the Gods?... Well, come and find out as he tried to survive among all the crazy women that exist... [There will be a lot of sex scenes, but it might only start after about 60 or so chapters.] (Note: Hey, first of all, this is not a fanfiction! It's true that the beginning of the story and some parts resemble some novels, but none of the characters are related to others from the novel. Also, the story flow will become completely different later!! Again, not a fanfic! The image does not belong to me; if the creator wants to remove it, message me.) My Discord: https://discord.gg/XyYvJ389mg

Chaosking · Fantasy
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833 Chs

Chapter 377-Dance To The Rythum.

As soon as the gate opened up an intense smell of blood filled my nose, the smell was soo deep that by instincts I whipped my head aside, 

'Sigh..... let's get this over with'

Thinking so I placed a mask on my face that regulated the smell, in front of my eyes stood a large pavement spread about, the ground to be walked was crimson red, my eyes first laid upon the huge buildings built beautifully, that now lay destroyed, the sound of cracking and screams filled my ears, taking in all this I took my step into the city of Blood.

I didn't have a lot of time hence I kept walking forward, my hands holding onto the harp as I started to play upon the strings, the blood that didn't dry even till now filled my shoes as the music spread across the entire humongous city, I could see the broken rubles laying everywhere as the tune of my music took over the lands.