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What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

In the most cliched fashion, a giant truck-kun smashed into my World, killing everyone with it. And in the next most cliched event, I was given a second chance in life by the gods to live another life in a world of swords, magic and dragons! It’s literally a dream come true! Be a hero? Who has the time?! Conquer the world? Like hell I’ll do something so troublesome! Diving into dungeons, exploring ancient ruins and meeting all the weirdos of the world? Sign me right up!! I’m only interested in travelling the world to find the most interesting materials I can use to write the best story I can! I’ll show you my creativity and dazzle this new world with the stories I’ll write! I’ll fight with dragons, swim with krakens, wrestle giants, eat all the cakes and bed the beauties! Time to live this life however I want! Eh? A psycho is running around the world saying that they are the hero who will slay the demon lord? Why is there such a crazy person? There’s someone out there threatening the world with nukes? How did they even find out how to make those? Some crazy hobo is going into other people’s houses to smash pots to look for money? That guy really must be crazy. What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? ----- [Character Creation:] [Gender:] [Male] [Female] >[Futa] *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

Draekai · Fantasia
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This Is A Threat

It really wasn't even a challenge.

The one I leapt at immediately crumpled underneath me and both of his arms were broken when I stepped on them.

My tail then whipped out and smacked another one trying to jump at me from behind in the face, sending him rolling towards the clown boy.

Two of them tried to rush towards me from the sides, their fists raised to punch me.

My own hands shot out and caught their fists, twisting it to break their arms.

Leaving them to wail out in pain on the ground, I turned to face the one dressed in plate armour who was probably their tank.

He was rather slow in that armour so it gave me all the time I needed to duck under his punch and deliver my own punch into his chest, caving in his armour.

He gasped and backpedalled away from me while clutching at the armour currently crushing his chest, clumsily ripping the top plate off.