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A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Warning: 1. MC is a mad hound. 2. The story is R-17.99 as the title suggests. —————— Ansel of Hydral, the Empire's most notorious villain, devours a peculiar being known as a "Traveller". In doing so, he glimpses a future of despair, a foreordained future featuring a war-god who can shatter armies, a saint bearing great sins, a mage discerning the truth, and a heroine of unassailable morality... These formidable "she" would destroy his family, his empire, everything he holds dear. Upon truly recognizing the cruelty and weight of fate, Ansel has an epiphany. "If the Empire requires reform, then there is no need for a so-called protagonist. Armed with this knowledge, I can effect change far more efficiently." "And as for you, the world's chosen ones..." "If destiny dictates that you cannot be obliterated, then I have no option but to make you fall... fall with me to the very end of the abyss." In essence, this is a tale of a villain rebelling against fate, taming the chosen daughters of heaven, all while orchestrating a transformative revolution in the world. ————— Harem No yuri

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… Is Me, Seraphina! - I

"Venna, you've been without sleep for six days now." 

Ansel, lounging on the sofa with one hand propping up his cheek, observed, "You seem to be faring poorly."

"Two hours ago, I took a potion." 

Ravenna, her eyes bloodshot, stared intently at the furnace, oblivious to the weakness in her voice.

Ether, threadlike from her fingertips, slowly flowed into the furnace, wrapping around the hammered and scorched creation, meticulously and cautiously forging it in the direction she desired.

"Potions can replenish physiological and etheric needs, but they can't alleviate the fatigue and burden of the soul. This isn't good for the entire alchemical process."

Ravenna seemed not to hear, her gaze on the furnace already somewhat scattered, almost instinctively manipulating the ether, sensing the changes within the furnace. Her lips moved, muttering complex and chaotic data, her entire being teetering on the edge of consciousness collapse.

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