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THE TWIN

*sexual content, gore, reverse harem* Satrya had taken over the body of her sister who was legally pronounced dead...with this, the downside becomes, a woman who is ignorant in the way of the world she has entered into. The upside; Tasties, grand Matriarch, World core and most importantly Mates. With the bits and pieces of her sister’s memories, Satrya is sort of surviving in a world that she had once looked at from within the darkness. Spending time to gain the knowledge that she lacks while failing at times. This story is about how Satrya learns through trial and error on becoming the Grand Matriach of the Lyricals, her previous life and survival with her mates. Side note: this book is a reverse harem. if this is not your cup of tea, do not continue reading further if you find it offensive. This book also includes smut. With all-male leads ending up with female lead. Satrya also has both explicit language and scenes... but as it goes on... It will be explained, in better detail. So don’t feel annoyed with the amount of fs she uses. This is my first published book, so please don’t rate me to hard...??? Original work by me

SUPER_WEIRDO · Fantasy
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152 Chs

The betrayer

It was over, I'd never thought that for mere food I'd have to use so much effort!

Well, it's ok, food is my life anyway. Blood was running from various wounds, many of the Lilac Giants were scattered, some torn apart with a body part here and there, where my gaze landed, ah it was sad but at least I got food out of it.

It was probably hard for them now; I heard wailing as I stuffed my face. Near me was that god, who was on his knees.

Sigh, I felt it was right that he kneeled, look at that sturdy form, those broad shoulders. Even though he was smaller than the Lilac Giants, whew, this man still gave them a run for their money~

Mega hot!

Super hot!

Worthy of being called g-o-d~

I must also offer him praise hands in my mind, cause... TO HAWWWWTTTT~

Right, act normal, act normal, act... Normal.

Recovering my inner self I assessed him once again with a more detached view;

Ah, it was no other than the arrival of the moon.

He really was extremely handsome.