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Harem Master: Seduction System

In his past life, Ethan Steele was an ordinary man living in a modern world—working a dead-end job, struggling through the monotony of daily life, and haunted by regrets of missed opportunities. At the age of 23, his life came to a sudden, unexpected end in a car accident. As his consciousness faded into darkness, he was sure it was over. But fate had other plans. In the divine realm, the God of Fate watched over the balance of life and death. Ethan's untimely death was a mistake, an anomaly that diverged from the preordained path of his destiny. It wasn't yet his time to die, and so, the god decided to give him another chance. "You were meant for greater things, Ethan Steele," the god's voice boomed. "To correct this error, I will reincarnate you in another world—one filled with magic, swords, kingdoms, and adventure. You shall be reborn, but you will not remember your past until the appointed time. There is, however, a... complication." By divine error, the god accidentally bestowed Ethan with the Harem God System without having any idea about it. This system is a powerful, reality-bending system that would allow him to charm and seduce influential women to build his harem, growing in strength and power with each conquest. "Your memories of Earth will return on your seventh birthday. I hope you enjoy your life here in this world" And with that, Ethan's soul was transported to a new world.

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The Crooked Tankard Bar

The heavy wooden door of the Crooked Tankard creaked open, revealing a scene of raucous revelry.

 

The air inside was thick with the mingled scents of stale ale, cheap perfume, and unwashed bodies.

 

The room was weakly lit by flickering oil lamps, casting long, dancing shadows across the rough-hewn tables and benches. The noise was deafening, a cacophony of drunken laughter, boisterous conversations, and the clinking of glasses.

 

Alaric, followed closely by Rowena, Helena, and Petra, stepped inside. The immediate impression was one of chaos and disorder. Rough-looking men, some with scarred faces and hardened eyes, lounged at tables, gambling, drinking, and arguing.

 

Scantily clad women moved among them, offering drinks, companionship, and other, more illicit services. The atmosphere was thick with tension, a sense of underlying violence that made the hairs on the back of Alaric's neck stand on end.