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A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Warning: 1. MC is a mad hound. 2. The story is R-17.99 as the title suggests. —————— Ansel of Hydral, the Empire's most notorious villain, devours a peculiar being known as a "Traveller". In doing so, he glimpses a future of despair, a foreordained future featuring a war-god who can shatter armies, a saint bearing great sins, a mage discerning the truth, and a heroine of unassailable morality... These formidable "she" would destroy his family, his empire, everything he holds dear. Upon truly recognizing the cruelty and weight of fate, Ansel has an epiphany. "If the Empire requires reform, then there is no need for a so-called protagonist. Armed with this knowledge, I can effect change far more efficiently." "And as for you, the world's chosen ones..." "If destiny dictates that you cannot be obliterated, then I have no option but to make you fall... fall with me to the very end of the abyss." In essence, this is a tale of a villain rebelling against fate, taming the chosen daughters of heaven, all while orchestrating a transformative revolution in the world. ————— Harem No yuri

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Answer - IV

It was not merely because he lost the Head of Soul, but more importantly, during these six years, he continuously severed parts containing the remnants of Annelisa's soul. Due to their tight integration, he often shattered… parts of his own soul in the process.

With the most crucial creation still incomplete, Flamelle meticulously controlled the progress of Annelisa's resurrection. Over these six years, he sustained and nourished the incomplete Annelisa with his own soul. 

Now, having achieved his final creation, he finally managed to… completely sever the last remnants of Annelisa's soul from his own, fully resurrecting his wife, the mother of his son. Thus, his life reached its end.

"Next, it's between us, father and son."

Flamelle smiled, "I want to ask you a question, Ans."

Ansel did not respond, and Flamelle continued:

"What is it?"

He gazed at his child, his sea-blue eyes swirling with nearly uncontrollable madness and fury: