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#ROMANCE
#R18
#VILLAIN
#ANTIHERO
#ACADEMY
#FASTPACED
#ADVANCEDTECHNOLOGY
#THESTRONGACTINGWEAK
#INTERSTELLAR
#ELVES

I Want Mechas, Not Wives!

IT'S FAST PACED! (But you will also experience slow moments but no slow chapters!) "Let's play pretend kissing, chu~" she said, and two seconds later, as I looked at the girl who had melted into a puddle, I realized. "I recognize that seductive face. Could it be that I am Ryker Yukline from "Stardom Academy!?" A sci-fi world, numerous of heroins, a scummy villain, whom I created for that world. Ryker Yukline is the antagonist who often hinders the protagonist from trying to win the heroines for the election. Not content with just obstructing the achievements of the protagonists, he also sets traps, and in the bad endings, he seduces and turns the heroines into submissive females. Naturally, Ryker faces every antagonist end, as in any heroine's route, destruction awaits him. "I don't want to be killed, so I'll just power...as a backup plan I will also try to curry favour from the main Heroins! And try to live without involving with the FL's." Despite my intentions, the heroines of the game keep coming closer. Um, wait, isn't she starting to look a bit... seductive? A story where the protagonist, who becomes the strongest through game knowledge, tries to casually curry some favours, only to end up seducing the heroines. Caution: This is a sci-fi based fast-paced novel, and to build world, backstory, and character trait, I have given a lot of info dump(kindly forgive) in early 3-5 chap! But the info will be really interesting and there will be story progression in the same chaps too! Please try it! A'sN: Saffron's not the real cousin sister of Ryker! :) And, it's harem :D and hopefully, not lust crazed just sweet and heartwarming!

Stylish_Demon · Fantasía
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56 Chs
#ROMANCE
#R18
#VILLAIN
#ANTIHERO
#ACADEMY
#FASTPACED
#ADVANCEDTECHNOLOGY
#THESTRONGACTINGWEAK
#INTERSTELLAR
#ELVES

Alright

Waking up with a dry throat, I realized the room was still dark, and the night had not yet ended.

When I got out of bed, I felt a chill. Shivering slightly, I stepped into the hallway.

I could faintly hear the sound of something slicing through the air. It was a sound I had heard many times before, but it couldn't be, I thought, looking down at the courtyard.

My drowsiness instantly disappeared.

In the dark courtyard, there was Cyril, alone, swinging his sword.

No way, it's not even dawn yet. I get that he's eager after losing to Lorenzo yesterday, but this is too much.

I hurriedly moved to stop him but then halted halfway.

Cyril was striving to be the prince everyone expected him to be. Who was I, someone who had treated him like a prince, to tell him he was overdoing it?