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I Was Not Looking For A Yandere Harem At All.

Sam was suffering from a rejection. The love of his life, was only having her eyes on the Hero. He cried alone on that day. But unbeknownst to him, at various corners of the Magic Academy, many gasps were muffled, and many glares began to shine brightly. This is the story of Sam trying to live through tremendous hardship. His lovelife, was never intended to be normal. At least, 'they' will not let it be normal. __________________ Join the yandere connoisseur and have a chat if you want at: https://discord.gg/E7fehmp2ux

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Chapter 75

Across the cosmos, there is a Selection today.

Everywhere in the Universe, those with interest all open up the program. They have worked together to make this, so obviously they will use it.

Any God or Goddess who would like to join and see the Selection can easily wave their fingers, and a white panel would appear in front of them.

The program is named ManaTV, with many different channels, which are all managed by the God of Commerce.

Currently, Tomo, the Goddess of Curiosity, is hosting her own show.

Similar to a stream, there is a chatbox on the right. While watching, the Manaborns can watch the show and chat with each other. They can even donate, although donations are only planets that can harbor life.

'God of War has joined the chat.

Goddess of Fear has joined the chat.

God of Commerce has joined the chat.

God of Hate has joined the chat.

Goddess of Pleasure has joined the chat.

God of Greed has joined the chat.

...'

Being the Goddess of Curiosity, Tomo has a good relationship with quite a few Gods and Goddesses. She has had her followers deliver technologies and precious materials to the worlds of those Manaborns.

[War: Selection from Curiosity, how long has it been since the last time?]

[Curiosity: It happened about 60 years ago but was a Mena level.]

[Fear: Hi Curiosity!!! How have you been?]

[Curiosity: Good!! How about you?]

[Fear: Doing great, as usual.]

[Curiosity: How many people already?]

[Fear: 8 trillion :D]

[Curiosity: 8 trillion living in Fear! Great job!!]

[Pleasure: Hi Curiosity, what can we expect from the stream?]

[Curiosity: Hey Pleasure! Well, as you can see, there is pleasure already!]

The screen focuses on L'ren, who is forcing himself on another screaming woman. His body has enlarged by a huge amount, making his penis bigger than an arm. The woman he is feeding on is having her stomach spread open. Blood splashes everywhere with each thrust of L'ren

[Pleasure: Nice! Very nice!]

[War: Nice!]

[Hate: Nice!]

[Fear: As expected of Curiosity! You always have good ideas for Selection!]

[Curiosity: Well I got this idea thanks to an Apostle of mine. He was from 'That' universe.]

[Greed: Ah! 'That' place!! I remember it fondly!]

[Fear: Well 'That' place does not have any mana, so they need to find something to entertain themselves, right?]

[War: True! Hey Curiosity!]

[Curiosity: Yeah, War?]

[War: What is it like having an Apostle from 'That' world? Also, can we check him out?]

Right after that, the focus of the screen is now the Hero.

He is like a warlord, throwing magic spells all over the place, disintegrating and evaporating any zombies that dare come into his way.

Standing in mid-air, there is nothing that can touch him. The zombified magic-users can not even throw anything that can reach his height, while Hero can just create a fiery Meteor the size of a school bus to demolish a huge area of zombies.

Although the mission is to survive, he is not surviving, but he is killing everything. There is, though, an exception. In the corner of a building, many beautiful girls are safely sitting and just waiting. They have been either forced to stay with the Hero or voluntarily join him.

The purpose of their existence is only one.

For the Hero to release his stress. And the method to relieve such 'stress' is going to be sex.

They just do not know about their fate yet.

His eyes are that of a crazy person as he keeps on slaughtering the zombies. Whenever he looks at the girls, he feels more confident and needed.

[Curiosity: There he is! You should be asking Greed right? He is more experienced than I am!]

[War: What kind of blessings did you give him? That looks too good to be a minor one. He is technically destroying this Selection. If this is a one on one, even a Mena level may not win against him.]

[Curiosity: Total Affinity, the highest grade.]

[War: Are you kidding me?! That is like asking for trouble! You know these Transmigrators are always unpredictable, right? Greed had a bad time with his, don't you remember?]

[Greed: I agree with War. They are always a little more peculiar than normal Apostles!]

[Curiosity: Which is why I made sure to plant a seed of fear in his head. Thanks to Fear for this technique, by the way!]

[Fear: You're welcome, dear Curiosity!]

[Curiosity: Basically, I learned from Greed's old mistake. The reason why that black goblin got out of control was that you didn't do any kind of limitation to his ability.]

[Greed: Then what do you have for your Apostle?]

[Curiosity: Fufufu. Deat Greed, I am Curiosity, after all. I have three layers.]

[Greed: Come on! Spit it out! I can not wait, you know?]

[War: Me, too! Give us your knowledge, Curiosity.]

Hate has sent Curiosity a living planet.

Seeing her purpose being successful, Tomo begins to explain.

[Curiosity: Firstly, I gave him the expression of a kind Goddess, the type that bitch always depicts herself to be despite her disgusting nature. When he came from 'That' universe, I made sure to let him know I was on his side. He had to lower his mental defense thanks to my introduction.

Secondly, I erased all of the memories of me, making him believe that he was worshipping that bitch rather than me.

Thirdly, I just recently sent an image of me to him, completely destroying his mental state. As of right now, the Apostle considers me to be the most powerful existence in this Universe. No matter how potential he is, he will never be allowed to escape my hands.

I learned this from Fear.

By giving the Apostle the thought that I was kind, then destroying that thought, abusing him both mentally and physically, the difference between two spectra of emotions would drive the Apostle to total submission.]

[Fear: I did this to 8 trillion people! That is 12 planets!! Praise me praise me!]

[Hate: I need to take note. Thank you very much, Curiosity! You did well, Fear!]

[Fear: Hehehehe!!!]

[War: We will probably do this if we have the chance to.]

[Curiosity: Feel free to do so, we are all on the same boat! Anything else you would like to focus on?]

[Fear: I would like to know about this disease you created, Curiosity! How does it work?]

Curiosity, War, Hate, Pleasure, Commerce, ... Have given this the thumbs up.

The camera focuses on L'ren humping a woman. Around him, people are being eaten alive. Women are r****, children are consumed piece by piece, adults are turning into inhuman monsters, screams of horror and cries of fear are all over the air, yet the Gods and Goddesses pay it no mind.

They like it. This is what they enjoy the most.

Very far into the distance, there is a horde of zombies climbing up a building. On the top of said building, there is Sam and the green-haired girl.

[Curiosity: It is basically an infectious disease. The people of this world have had their memories wiped out, I made it so that the place matched the Earth in 'That' universe. There is no particular reason, though. I just want to see how normal people without mana struggle in our world with my own eyes.

If they are infected, they will turn into these so-called 'zombies'. The zombies will seek out the nearest magic-user target by the usage of mana. So if someone is using a spell, that person will be targeted first. If not, they will eat the nearest person.

When a magic-user is turned into a zombie, they will spread the disease to normal people by having intercourse, giving them the ability to use spells. They themselves will have their physical power increased, but their mana depleted.

When they reach the final state, which is this one here.]

The focus is now the commander zombie close to Sam. A little further away, Sam can be seen grabbing the green-haired girl and throwing her across the metal chain bridge as a test subject.

The girl yells loudly, cursing him with tears in her eyes. From below, the zombies slash their arms, signaling the usage of Wind Blade.

Luckily, the distance is too far for the magic to work to its fullest extent. She is scratched badly but not dead.

However, that is not yet finished.

The commander zombie sees its prey moving and jumps at least ten stories high from the middle of the roundabout, aiming for Sam and the girl. The ground where it just stood slumps down by at least 3 feet with cracks all around the concrete as if a small explosion just happened. While jumping, it raises its gigantic bony arms in the air.

"GUOOOOOOOO!!!" The zombie yells its war cries.

Sam's body glows in light as he applies both Defensive Aura and Physical Enhancement. He needs to run now or it will be all too late.

Wind magic: Gust.

Using strong wind as a lift, Sam sprints on the metal chains to the other side. He lets his defensive aura handles the spells coming from down below him. Thanks to the armor and the spell, at least currently he is unharmed. Still, he is going to die if he stays.

[Curiosity: There will be just plain good old physical violence. However, to reach this state requires about a thousand lives. The strength will be equal to a thousand people WITH an army of zombies that can use weak magic. One of these is equal to a 6.5 magic-user, and better since they feel no pain and can only be killed after losing all brain function.]

[War: Can it be used for war?]

*KABOOM!!!* *Rumble rumble*

The commander zombie hits the building Sam just stood. Its impact creates a huge shock wave on the ground, knocking the normal zombies away and demolishing the place instantly. Smokes and debris fly into the air alongside the body parts. The impact just now causes the zombies near the place to be blasted like a bomb.

[Curiosity: Of course, you can! Imagine having an army of this waging war against another intelligent species! Isn't it spectacular?!]

Time left: 70 hours 32 minutes.

How have the constant battles been treating ya?

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