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The Extra's Harem In Dead End Game

Note:- [ I Don't need any castle, just read and enjoy! and if you want to gift, a dragon would be enough.] --- In a world where failure is almost guaranteed, the game I now find myself in has a staggering 99.9% chance of defeat. Every choice brings chaos, and every road leads to disaster. No one has ever beaten it—it's infamous for being impossible to clear. But somehow, against all odds, I've transmigrated into this cursed game. Worse yet, I've taken over the body of Max, a minor character whose role is insignificant in the grand scheme of things. In the original story, Max is destined to die—nothing more than a forgettable extra lost in the background, a mere footnote in the epic tale of others. Frustration hit me hard as I realized I was trapped in this dead-end character. My doom felt inevitable, and every instinct told me to give up. What hope did I have in a world where even the strongest could barely survive? But just as despair was about to swallow me whole, a System suddenly activated, turning everything on its head. Along with the System came a peculiar ability: [Charm] It wasn't some overpowered skill designed for combat or survival. No, it was something entirely different, yet equally powerful in its own right. [Charm: Increase favorability as more women are captivated by your presence.] This was my key to survival. Through this strange, almost ridiculous skill, I realized that I could change my fate. The powerful female characters, once unreachable in the original storyline, could now be influenced. If I could make them favor me, their strength, influence, and protection would be mine. But it wouldn’t be easy. Each of these women had their own complex personalities, histories, and goals. They were dangerous, capable of crushing me in an instant if I misstepped. But with charm on my side, I might just be able to win them over—and in doing so, alter my destiny.

Ink_Weaver122 · Fantasía
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The Wise Choice

"Augh, that wretched bastard!"

Carson immediately sprinkled salt.

Despite being rich among the rich, he tried to haggle down to the silver. It was my first time dealing with such a miserly person in my merchant life.

"Alas, but I can't just cut him off."

Carson shook his head in disbelief and clicked his tongue. It wasn't simply because the man was wealthy. Carson trusted his own judgment.

The guy could become something big.

He had become quite the talk of the academy in just a few months since their first meeting. He might hit the jackpot later on. Even if not, he would become one of the reliable connections.

So, he couldn't cut him off.

"Darn it. That's that, and being unlucky is another matter."

Carson sprinkled more salt outside the door. .

***

Exactly one day had passed

I visited Godwin's house once again.

Thump thump!