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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

Meeting Dynasty

Ambassador from the Tetsukyojin Dynasty, Kurogane Genichira, and Isabella, Ambassador of the Behemothia Empire, exchanged polite pleasantries.

"This is some pleasent room inside Havoc Bay," Genichira muttered, while closing her mouth slightly with her folding fan, which looked like a normal bamboo fan, but Isabella was able to tell that it wasn anything but normal.

To any observer, they appeared as allies, their words masked in the veneer of politness. But beneath their diplomatic smiles, a subtle tension simmered, an unspoken understanding that if the opportunity arose, they would be enemies and go for each others neck.

As they discussed the pressing matters of politics and the alarming surge in Drake attacks, their voices remained measured, their faces composed. The threat of these creatures loomed large, yet neither showed weakness in front of the other.