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My Ship Is Full Of Women

VOLUME 1 IS SLOW! VOLUME 2 IS ISEKAI! The protagonist is no ordinary anti-hero; he wields a unique power that allows him to traverse two worlds—each more dangerous and alluring than the last. In one world, he's a pirate captain ruling the dangerous Sea of Calamity, filled with monsters, different laws of Physics and power-hungry foes. In the other, he walks among gods and mythical beings, scheming to rise to their level and ultimately claim the throne of divinity for himself. His journey is a relentless ascent to power in both realms, leaving nothing but chaos and destruction in his wake—pirate crews obliterated, navies crushed, and even gods themselves kneeling before him. But don't be fooled by the allure of power; an evil entity stalks him across all three worlds, threatening to end him for reasons unknown. **Warning:** Even if you're not a fan of harem or R18 novels, this story will grip you from the very 30th chapter. Expect to find yourself on a rollercoaster of emotions—laughing, crying, and gasping in shock as the protagonist's journey unfolds. Yes, there are R18 scenes, but they are seamlessly built into the narrative, enhancing the depth of the story rather than detracting from it. These scenes are rare, appearing only a few times per 100 chapters, ensuring that the focus remains on the story itself. -Mass Release Info- - 1x Massage Chair = 1 chapter - 1x Dragon = 4 chapters - 1x Castle or Spaceship = 10 chapters + character insert Get ready for a story that will consume you, leaving you craving more with every swipe of the page.

monawrita · Fantasie
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102 Chs

Evergreen's Prophecy [23]

The atmosphere became thick with fear, and the expected danger seemed to be just around the corner. 

Could it be that the locals knew about him? Or had someone informed them about him?

They could be just returning like usual, for all I be thinkin'.

He drew near to the entrance, one wary step at a time, spying through the narrow slits in the door made of wood.

His heart pounded like a war drum. If they discovered him here, it could spell disaster. He needed to leave—quickly and without a trace.

Outside, he saw a dozen people lined up on either side, forming a solemn procession. 

The elders, clad in their ceremonial garb consisting of robes and wooden crowns with a dazzling centre gem, walked toward the Great Tree, with a feeling of seriousness engraved in their faces, barely able to entertain any forms of jollity.

Following them were pairs of villagers holding chairs above their heads, ready to put them back in place.