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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 · Fantasia
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703 Chs

Chapter 444-Meeting At The War Council.

"Sigh... so she's gone," I muttered out loud as I sat on the empty bed, naked. These past two days had been a crazy ride for me and Vena, lost in each other's warmth and love. It was an amazing time, and I could say with utmost confidence that I knew Vena's body better than anyone in the world.

'This is better,' I thought to myself. It was better for Vena to leave without a word, as it would only make it harder for the two of us to say our goodbyes, even if it was not permanent.

'Guess it's time to get back into the real world.' Quickly getting over my sentiment, I dressed up in a black suit that complemented me well. Having readied myself, I left the house, my eyes trailing at the night sky that never changes. The city was always a mix of debauchery and peace, a very complicated mix.