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Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse

Kaze survived the apocalypse five millennia ago. Was crowned the emperor of the five planes. Dubbed leader of a harem of immortals. Enjoyed a truly flawless reputation. Evolved into a living legend. And declared a sex god. It was nearly reality. Becoming a god. A real one. Then... He lost it all. Got sent to the past. Transmigrated into his old body. 22 days before the apocalypse began. However, things would be different this time. Kaze had techniques and knowledge of the future. A chance to save his past lovers from death. Had the luxury of enjoying his power. So he decided to stick around. Build a lavish party base. Enjoy modern living. Live as a playboy. Dual cultivate. Love again. And so. Kaze acted. Built his reputation. Acquired wealth and fame. Trained, protected, and led mortals. Built an offensively decadent settlement. And partied it up in a monster-festered hellscape. ═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═ PlayCult is a serious apocalypse novel. However, it has frequent lemons, charm, romance, and humor. The story becomes faster-paced and increasingly action, adventure, and harem-focused as it progresses. Sexual content. No cheating; no yuri. #AbsurdlyFaithful ═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═─┈─═ Harem | Dual Cultivation | Apocalypse | Transmigration | Survival | Kingdom Building | Romance | Lemons | Lemons | Lemons | FBI Unnecessary | Charming Sociopath | Dark | Comedy | Very Action | Much Adventure | New Tropes | Old Tropes | Best Tropes | All The Tropes | Except for the Bad Tropes | No Bad Tropes | There is a Yandere | You're Welcome

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Harem Acceptance

August 26th, 2032 | Five Days Remain

Kiera's heart raced as she glanced around the room, filled with the last people she had expected to see gathered in one place: Marilyn, Kylie, Addison, and Fey. Her discomfort stemmed not from the individuals themselves but from the presence of another person who seemed out of place in Kaze's secret harem den – Evalyn Skye.

The others shared Kiera's anxiety, anticipating a confrontation with the formidable matriarch as if awaiting the reaper's judgment. Today was that day.

Fey appeared the most apprehensive, having not fully committed to Kaze but finding herself there nonetheless, making her long for mercy. Yet, as Kaze stood with a subtle smile, no one dared to speak up, the only beacon in these dark times.

They sat in Kaze's underground harem den and bar within Immortal Skye, highlighting the importance of privacy.

Tension filled the air.

Hearts raced.

Breaths were held.