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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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The Returned - I

The carriage, adorned with the emblem of the Hydra, glided slowly along the main road. Two sleek, white steeds trotted gracefully, undisturbed by the deafening cheers from the crowd, even without a driver.

On the carriage, a young and handsome nobleman waved to the throngs of commoners lining the street. His smile, to the women, was a soft and endearing charm that made their hearts flutter, while to the men, it was a rousing and trustworthy acknowledgment.

Wherever his gaze fell, the cheers grew louder, echoing throughout the city. As the melodious sound of the organ began, the once chaotic cheers gradually transformed into a harmonious chant, synchronized with the music.

This song, composed three years ago by a wandering bard who settled in Hydral territory, praised the young Hydral and had since become widely sung throughout the land. Newborns in Hydral have been lulled to sleep by this ballad for years.