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Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

After living a hopeless life and getting exploited to his breaking point for his unique powers, Mithras is diagnosed with a terminal illness, about to die a brutal death when he is murdered anyway by his boss for refusing to betray his sister. Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac, and now equipped with a lewd system, Mithras is determined to use this second chance to avenge his past grievances and breed his boss' slimthick mom with a million babies! But there are two problems: 1) He is now unkillable, but can only heal his injuries and sustain his immortality by drinking breast milk or love juice! 2) The System has not only turned his entire body into an aphrodisiac but also made his cum into a five-star delicacy that can not only improve the beauty of any woman he has sex with but also turn them into peerless warriors! "Mithras, we want your secret juice!" "Ok. But how much are you willing to pay for it?" [Ding! Ding! Ding!] [Hidden Quest...Bad Girls Become My Bitches...completed!] [Hidden Quest...I Don't Stuff For Free...completed!] Surrounded by beauties chasing after his secret juice, and persecuted by their greedy admirers, can Mithras protect his secrets and stay true to his past life's principles, or will he indulge in the temptation of his new powers, becoming the Harem God of a generation? Spoiler Alert: Of course, he will! (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorare, but a shit-ton of netori -- meaning that the mc steals other men's girls and crushes. It's also a lot more lighthearted than what I write usually. Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Demonic_Paradise · Fantasi
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Mithras the Perfected!

"Deci…mation? Lord Trajan…has been decimated?" Gurdenhozer, Hadrian, Arminius…and even Shapur in the shadows…it didn't matter! All Fylkirs were at a loss, failing to wrap their heads around this absurd turn of events. 

It happened in the blink of an eye. One moment, Trajan was imposing his will on Akamana's blood, the next, Mithras' fangs were ripping through his neck, not merely draining his blood, but consuming his soul as well!

How you may ask? The Decimation Skill is the answer! An ability shared by all Blood Nobles, yet forbidden by Odoacer and the Weaver in time immemorial—the punishment for this Transgression being…complete annihilation! 

To this day, the Decimation Skill remains one of the few topics on which Odoacer still agreed with the Weaver—so much so that over the millennia, the Fylkir used his authority over the blood to personally hunt down and slaughter each Blood Noble found guilty of using the Decimation Skill.