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Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits- and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor. In the beginning Quinlan was painfully weak and alone, but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him. "Oh, so you are a warrior who is looking for a master that strives to become the strongest? You found him." "Wait, you are an assassin with an amazing, rare class who has a cruel master? Let me help you have a change of ownership..." "I know that you might not be a slave, but one of my classes is 'Slave Master', which would make you stronger should you become one... So how about it?" Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies.

NecroBin · Fantasía
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Conditioning My Samurai

"Yeah, until your sword breaks, my armor shatters, a freak accident happens and we have to rush to a healer who asks for a gold coin payment…" I brood.

"Well… I told you a few days ago that making a living from labyrinth clearing becomes exceptionally great from the 11th floor onwards. If people could just waltz into the 1st floor and clear their way to the 5th to become wealthy then not many would strive to climb further downwards or even pursue other career paths."

"Stop being so logical and let me whine for a while…"

She doesn't respond verbally as she only giggles cheerily.

We make our way through the winding streets, the labyrinth's towering walls gradually giving way to the bustling city. The market district is lively, filled with vendors hawking their goods and shoppers haggling for better deals. It's a cacophony of sounds, scents, and sights, the lifeblood of the city.