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Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

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Chapter 38: Preparation

Raven climbed out of bed, trying not to disturb Nu'bella, the sky still dark, as he checked his phone, the cold marble floor causing his body to shudder.

"God, it's cold..."

"5 a.m., I guess I should go see Juniper." He stretched before heading to the bathroom.

After showering, Raven dressed and left Nu'bella a note, leaving for Juniper's burrow in the throne room. As he walked through the hall, the sun was slowly rising on the horizon, its light casting shadows across the palace, giving him an ominous feeling.

Reaching Juniper's burrow, Raven knocked gently on the webbing before leaping into the air and landing on the soft, springy floor, waiting patiently for an answer.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Raven," 

Juniper opened the door, looking exhausted as a thick scent of her night of pleasure flooded the room along with his scent, causing Raven to smirk.

'This girl is so perverted.'