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My Mother Has a System but Won't Use It

A person who had been considered trash all his life. A person who had only been cared for by his mother and no one else. A person who didn't have a Spark where everyone else did—a person who couldn't cultivate. That was... Han Li. Yet, on his 18th birthday, everything changed! He was on the roof of his home, frolicking with his mother as usual, when he was gifted something by her—a blank and incomprehensible notebook that she had bought from a scammer. No, it was not blank, not incomprehensible to him; it was as clear as daylight. Others couldn't see the words written there, but he could see them, and he was stunned—the inheritance of the Sacred Demon of Lust. And thus began Han Li's rise. *** Join our Discord: https://discord.gg/d7gNwe9zDw [Warning – Mature Content and Taboo Relationships.] [Explicit R18] What should you expect from this story? A Harem with fleshed-out characters. As for the number of women, the core harem would be under 20, but he would have more women. It is especially a story for the MILF lovers out there. The MC is a decisive and demonic person who knows what he's doing. SO, HE IS NOT A PASSIVE SLOG! Expect no cliché overload. Even if some things seem cliché, they won't be in the long run. There would also be a fun power system to explore. Plot, plot, characters, power system, and nice world building. What else can you ask for? Jump in! Of course, women. Ladies, all with their own characters, personality, and beliefs. Especially lots of love for the Mother! ... (No NTR: MC's women would not be touched by any other man.) (No, Yuri: MC's women won't play with each other.) (No R***: Obviously).

FamishedGod · Oriental
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252 Chs

He who fights monsters.

The sun's harsh rays reduced in might as it went around the dome of heaven, finally nearing the time of sunset. Slaughter-bathed and death-filled, the forest of the world felt as if it had broken a sense of monochrome that had kept nature balanced till now.

Standing at the top of a tree, his gaze akin to an eagle, Han Li looked around, pondering. Humans were like this, the most chaotic of all races as if a mistake by the heavens. Everything else, Beasts, Gu Worms, trees with a beast core inside, all of them were trapped in a sort of life cycle where their standing was always a constant.

If it was a lion, it was put at the top at birth; if it was a squirrel, it was put at the bottom. But humans had the inherent nature by which putting them in any category would be just wrong; they were neither predators at all times nor were they prey; they were just a unique cog in the whole system of things.