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#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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#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ANTIHERO
#KINGDOMBUILDING
#APOCALYPSE

Guilt

Nestled in the heart of Malta was an awe-inspiring national park boasting a majestic landscape of rugged hills, meandering rivers, and expansive valleys. Scattered throughout this natural wonder were charming villages and historic towns that had emerged long ago amid the arid moors, verdant forests, and picturesque riverside meadows.

Known as Zeinth National Park, this fourteen-hundred-acre expanse was more than just a scenic retreat. Although lacking in large carnivores, its strategic location near two sprawling megacities, with a combined population of thirty million that had once engulfed Sheffield and Manchester before the war, made it an essential hub for the region's cultivators. Over two hundred of them were stationed in a large base at the park's center, primarily to supervise candidates as they honed their skills by hunting within the park's boundaries.