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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 598-Satisfying The Empress

Austin POV:

Entering Lora's private chamber, I felt the charged anticipation like electricity in my veins. The door, adorned with intricate patterns, swung open, revealing a world bathed in shadows and desire.

The room was a haven of luxury, illuminated by the soft glow of flickering candles. Silken curtains danced with a seductive rhythm, teasing the edges of an opulent bed that awaited its occupants. There stood Lora, the epitome of regal sensuality, a vision that could unravel empires.

She wore a babydoll dress, a cascade of blue silk that barely concealed the treasures it embraced. My eyes drank in the sight of her, tracing the delicate curves of her body. The dress, strategically designed with openings over her nipples, revealed tempting peaks that rose with a certain arrogance, a challenge to any who dared gaze upon them.