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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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Slow Recovery

A day past the murder of an angel, the streets of Lantherem were flooded with the gurgling of zombie nuns. Dragging those poor dead souls through the streets, Aria with the help of her necromancy paraded them around. With their destination, the bay and their eyes set on the elven girl, the nun followed her slack-jawed to their own burial. 

Many locals, mostly the farmers on the outskirts of the island gathered around the streets, watching, even recognizing the many faces of the women, forgotten to them thanks to a schemer grandeur. Some cried out to their mothers, the others for their daughters and sisters, and as they learned the truth behind the march, the reason why they hadn't seen them for so long, their grief turned to anger, and for once in their mortal lives they cursed an angel and they god they presumed that monster to be a servant of.