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Tyrant in Women's World

Oliver, a man who stood out in every aspect from the societal norms of the world he was born into, suddenly finds himself immersed in a society where traditional gender roles have been completely reversed. Women now hold all positions of power, leaving men marginalized and facing various forms of discrimination. Men had been weakened both physically and mentally, leaving them powerless against the brutal and horny females that were waiting to devour them. In the midst of everything, Oliver remained the sole unconventional element that could alter the world's trajectory. He was famously known as the "Reincarnation of the Nameless Giant," a nickname given to him by women who feared him. For years, everything remained unchanged, but a dramatic turn of events set the wheels of fate in motion. The empire's steadfast pillar, who also served as Oliver's mother, inexplicably vanished without a trace, leaving no evidence of her existence behind. This is the tale of Oliver, a young man thrust into the midst of a perilous situation. His existence becomes entangled with the formidable threat of the carnivorous women that are waiting to devour him. Can he survive and find the mystery about his mother's disappearance, or would he take a different path as the only man that is different from the rest of male society and become a tyrant that would destroy this reverse world? (Dropped) ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR) Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord to see the illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr

ElectricLuna · Fantaisie
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75 Chs

Gift

Oliver grinned, his eyes filled with happiness as he continued to hold Morgana. "I have to say, Morgana, I'm genuinely impressed. The way you handled that situation, the confidence in your words, and the power you exude; it's all quite remarkable. You're not just a beautiful face, but a force to be reckoned with."

Morgana couldn't help but blush slightly at the compliment. "Well, Oliver, you're not too bad yourself. You're bold, and you speak your mind. I appreciate that. So, what brings you here? It can't just be for flattery, can it? Did you come here with a gift since I won this round against Gwendolyn?"

Oliver chuckled, releasing Morgana from the embrace and taking a step back. "Flattery is just the beginning. I came here because I saw your final attack. What was that? You never revealed it to me."