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VRMMORPG: Return Of The Grandmaster

[Warning: Mature Content] "I got transmigrated into the game world I created?!" Trent Docker, a youth who had wasted much of his life as a chronic gamer and web-savvy individual, finally utilizes his cyber intellect to become a better person. He creates the most magnificent virtual reality game ever, which immediately garners sponsorship and funding, and Paradox Unbound, the best VR game, is established. However, fate takes a dark turn when Trent and his family are brutally murdered by his new business partners. Summoned by a goddess, he is granted a second chance at life with a condition: he must eliminate chaos and restore balance to the Paradox, a world that blends magic and technology. In return, she promises him revenge against those who took his life. Armed with an unparalleled, overpowered system and his comprehensive knowledge of the game he created, Trent becomes an unstoppable force. However, the Paradox proves to be more profound than he ever anticipated. Elves, devils, beasts, dungeons, and even nude female centaurs populate the world. Trent never expected such complexity when designing Paradox Unbound, but he is determined not to waste this new life. He aims to avenge his family's murder and satisfy the goddess who is oddly obsessed with him. Follow Trent as he builds the largest clan from his own seed and females, conquering other Dynasties all in the wish of the goddess and slowly becoming the villain of his own game. Additional Tags/What to Expect: Anti-hero to Villain MC, Nonchalant MC, Smut scenes, Kingdom Building, Cultivation, Videogame×Fantasy, Slight System trope.

CallmeGeto · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
168 Chs

Can You Breed A Human? (R-18)

Trent's eyes flickered with amusement as he observed her attire, a widening smile playing across his lips. "Very comfortable clothing for a very comfortable home you have here..." he said, letting the sentence linger. "Should I call you Diva or Athena? Because I can't keep saying both." His gaze lingered over her figure, savouring what he imagined lay beneath the fabric, before finally meeting her eyes.

"Athena will do," she replied quickly, folding her arms, inadvertently cupping her ample breasts. The faint outline of her nipples became more pronounced as the fabric stretched against her skin. "Mr. Nightingale, I'll ask once again—what is the purpose of your visit to my home?"