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The Conquerors Path

Love, lust, and desire... Austin didn't know much about all that in his past life, for he was average in all aspects of his life. A guy who took psychology and math to learn because he couldn't get into biology, the only exciting thing about him being the fact that when he died, he ended up in his favorite eroge game with the task of getting the girls and making the protagonist a loner. Love, like manipulation or time in hell... That was his choice from the God Of Games... The beautiful girls of tsunderes, the sadist, the masochist, the kuudere, and the...yandere, and more. A world with living, breathing women of high status and power who don't like to share... So what happens when Austin goes behind them?... What happens when the Gods that feel nothing feel for him? What happens when he becomes the gigolo of the Gods?... Well, come and find out as he tried to survive among all the crazy women that exist... [There will be a lot of sex scenes, but it might only start after about 60 or so chapters.] (Note: Hey, first of all, this is not a fanfiction! It's true that the beginning of the story and some parts resemble some novels, but none of the characters are related to others from the novel. Also, the story flow will become completely different later!! Again, not a fanfic! The image does not belong to me; if the creator wants to remove it, message me.) My Discord: https://discord.gg/XyYvJ389mg

Chaosking · Fantasi
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Chapter 667-Family Time Coming To A Close?

From the gardens, we ventured into the palace art gallery, a treasure trove of paintings, sculptures, and artifacts from centuries past. Aria, wide-eyed with wonder, marveled at the artistic creations that adorned the walls. 

Aria, sensing the weight of the art, tugged at my hand. "Daddy, look at this one! It's so pretty!" she exclaimed, pointing at a vibrant painting depicting a sun-kissed landscape.

Grace and I leaned in, appreciating the art through Aria's enthusiastic eyes. The gallery, with its myriad expressions of creativity, became a backdrop for family exploration. Grace's fingers subtly intertwined with mine as we moved from one exhibit to another, our connection deepening in the silent corridors of art.