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#ROMANCE
#R18
#COMEDY
#HAREM
#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ANTIHERO
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#APOCALYPSE

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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#ROMANCE
#R18
#COMEDY
#HAREM
#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ANTIHERO
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#APOCALYPSE

Day Zero | False Praise

Craasssh!

Evalyn's eyes snapped open from a loud sound forced her to wake. The sound of screaming followed immediately after, sending her heart racing, pounding in an erratic, offbeat rhythm.

"Calm down, sir! S-Sir, please—Gah! Let me go!!"

"SHUT UP!"

Crash! Thud, thud, thud.

Adrenaline pulsed in Evalyn's veins when she heard the woman screaming down the hall. She immediately jumped up from her chair and ran to the door.

"Get OFF!"

"I SAID SHUT UP, BITCH!"

Craaaash!

Evalyn's fight or flight reflex triggered, and her brain, conscious of her strength, opted to fight.

She wasn't thinking of helping the woman; her mind told her that she and her mother were in danger. So she burst through the door.

A tall, shirtless man with dark brown hair wearing heart monitors on his body threw a black-haired nurse in pink scrubs against the hall's wall.