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Tyrant in Women's World

Oliver, a man who stood out in every aspect from the societal norms of the world he was born into, suddenly finds himself immersed in a society where traditional gender roles have been completely reversed. Women now hold all positions of power, leaving men marginalized and facing various forms of discrimination. Men had been weakened both physically and mentally, leaving them powerless against the brutal and horny females that were waiting to devour them. In the midst of everything, Oliver remained the sole unconventional element that could alter the world's trajectory. He was famously known as the "Reincarnation of the Nameless Giant," a nickname given to him by women who feared him. For years, everything remained unchanged, but a dramatic turn of events set the wheels of fate in motion. The empire's steadfast pillar, who also served as Oliver's mother, inexplicably vanished without a trace, leaving no evidence of her existence behind. This is the tale of Oliver, a young man thrust into the midst of a perilous situation. His existence becomes entangled with the formidable threat of the carnivorous women that are waiting to devour him. Can he survive and find the mystery about his mother's disappearance, or would he take a different path as the only man that is different from the rest of male society and become a tyrant that would destroy this reverse world? (Dropped) ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR) Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord to see the illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr

ElectricLuna · Fantasy
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75 Chs

Gwendolyn vs Morgana I

The evening sunlight cast a soft, silvery glow through the window of the weapon room, illuminating Oliver and Gwendolyn as they lay side by side on the floor, their bodies exhausted from the intense sex they had.

 

Oliver turned his head toward Gwendolyn, concern etched on his face. "Lady Gwendolyn," he whispered softly, "are you okay? That was... intense."

 

He wanted to know whether she is pissed off to get dominated by a man.

 

Gwendolyn, her chest heaving as she caught her breath, turned her head to meet his gaze. She was still catching her breath, and her voice trembled in shame as she responded, "Oliver, I... I don't know what happened. It's never been like this before. I think the stress of this battle got onto me."