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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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Ansel's Gift - Seven (III)

Seething with rage, Seraphina sprinted through the jungle in pursuit of that utterly repulsive, deformed creature. 

Curiously, the messages carried by the head of wind were dwindling, signifying that the traces left by the monster during its flight were vanishing at a visible rate. This anomaly alerted Seraphina, who was also utterly baffled by the sensation she had just experienced.

Death... In that instant, she had felt the threat of death with an undeniable reality.

It had been some time since Seraphina had tasted this sensation. The last time she had felt death's presence was when she had resolved to face the Blazing Ice Python, but no matter when, that feeling was always profoundly… unforgettable.

Compared to the formidable fourth-stage beasts, why did this seemingly powerless creature, which fled at the sight of her, evoke such a premonition of death?