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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

Real resonance

Oliver sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on Morgana, who lay beside him with her eyes closed, her long dark hair splayed across the pillows.

 

"Are you sure about this, Oliver?" Morgana asked, her voice barely more than a whisper.

 

Oliver picked up the bottle of high-quality alcohol that sat next to him, its contents glinting in the pale moonlight. Without a hint of restraint, he raised the bottle to his lips and took a long, deep swig. The liquid burned as it went down his throat, but he didn't flinch.

 

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life," he replied, his voice tinged with determination.

 

Morgana sighed and turned her head to look at him, her eyes searching his face. "This is the first time I saw a man chugging down a whole bottle without even showing any reaction. Well, looking at my current state, It's not a surprise."