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Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

After dying while trying to save the Hero's life, only to be abandoned by him the very next instant, Raven ends up before the goddess who'd given him as well as his party their powers. Having witnessed the Hero's failures, the Goddess and Raven strike a deal of mutual benefit. And what's the deal you ask? He has to take over the Hero's spot and strike the forces of evil out of her world. And his reward? The power to steal any woman of course! Revived with the power to seduce anyone no matter their relationship status, the biggest playboy adventurer begins his journey to rack up the highest body count throughout the world! Special Note: Uncensored character pics on my discord server, please join! Warnings: R18||Violence||BDSM||Heavy Netori Elements(Mc stealing other people's woman) [Note]: 1. None of the heroines will cheat on MC 2. It does involve MC stealing other people's partners - (Netori) 3. Any support especially gifts, golden tickets, votes, etc = more updates more frequently 4. Please let me know about any grammatical errors in any chapter through the comments. 5. Complaints about anything that I've already warned about in the 'warning' section will be ignored. 6. Chapter updates every Monday, Tuesday, And Saturday Connect with me here to keep up with the story's progress: Discord: https://discord.gg/JvdHxKekh2

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An Army Against One Man

The flower…had bloomed, an army of undead sailed the sea with Aran riding at the head of the astral ships. His command of them inalienable, their bones creaked when he deemed it so and the ships steered to his line of sight. Absorbing the necroflower as he'd done the souls of his enemies, Aran had turned himself into a monster capable of striking down lesser gods with a single slice of his great sword.

A menace already before absorbing the flower, he was well known for ill-mercy. And now that his warriors had been struck down, he stood at the head of the ship and stared into the souls of the warriors at Lanetherm's bay. Counting them like sheep, he was getting himself ready to strike them down and consume their souls, their memories, their powers–everything for the blasphemy they'd committed by standing against him.