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Any R18 novel that starts by telling me the MC has a schlong 25 cm flaccid is telling me to give it 1 star and dropt it. This is booktok level trash, if you need a big cock to standout as a protogonist you are interesting. Second book of this author that is barebones and an empty shell I forgot why I put Primordial Villain in disapointing, gotta check again, but I'm gonna guess it's a 30 cm schlong.

The title was deceiving. I thought it was a typical template wish fulfilment self insert story. Well, it's still wish fulfilment, definitely a self insert too. But by no means it's typical. I ignored this for several months before giving it a chance, and I was pleasantly surprised. It's not great, yet it's not bad either. Heck, it's decent compared to some 'og' stories I encountered either in Kindle/audio book or those booktok that got reviewed by youtubers (I don't buy any of those booktok stories). Let's talk about what I like the most. The characters aren't just to fill the stories or exist just for harem. I think the original fanfict author actually used his knowledge on honkai and gave some thinking. All characters felt alive, at least those that are close to MC. And their interactions with MC aren't pointless either. Second is the MC himself. What I love about him is the fact that he's not Mary Sue. The author actually wrote him with some baggages that aren't exactly ignorable. He has flaws, he has something that plagued his mind, he makes some mistakes. And I like that he's not blind to his mistakes. Third, it's not a pointless power fantasy. It's not a grab all power, stronger to stronger, badassery story that internationally makes the MC seems cool when curb stomping fodders. No, he actually didn't become powerful right away. It stays true to one of its tags, weak to strong. The MC isn't power hungry maniac that grows stronger every single chapter. He actually spends quality time with his friends... ehem and harem members quite a lot. Unlike typical power fantasy that a lot of its characters are ignored or set aside most of the time.

I was just scrolling through TikTok, doing my usual thing, when I came across this edit. Dark vibes, eerie music, and a caption talking about Void's amoralism. That one word hit me like a punch to the gut. Amoralism. The way it was framed... It wasn’t about being evil or good, nah. It was about straight-up refusing to care about either. Like morality is just some comforting lie we tell ourselves to keep us from freaking out while the world burns down around us. I had to check it out. I thought I knew what I was getting into. Another dark book, another “philosophical” take that’s just edgy nihilism repackaged for booktok. But Geena wasn’t like that. It didn’t give a damn about whether I believed in right or wrong—it made me feel the weight of existence without those labels. It’s about this writer who gets stuck in what I guess is the Bible’s apocalypse—trapped in a hell where no one’s innocent. Everyone’s there for a reason. Not random. Not “oh, I just messed up.” Nah, just brutal, naked truth. And the way it’s written? There’s no escape. No metaphors to sugarcoat things. No lies about justice or redemption. Just raw, in-your-face reality. And that’s when it hit me: I’ve been lying to myself all along. I used to think I was a good person. Not perfect, not flawless, but good enough. I followed the rules, did what was expected. But Geena tore that apart, piece by piece. Showed me every little compromise I’d made, every moment I let things slide because it was easier than standing up. It made me confront the truth—that deep down, I wasn’t scared of being a bad person. I was terrified of admitting that maybe, just maybe, morality never really mattered. I don’t know if Geena has a message, honestly. I don’t think it’s trying to teach anything. It’s more like it just holds up a mirror and forces you to look. And what you see, that’s on you. I finished the damn book and couldn’t move. Just sat there, staring into nothing, like something inside me had just shattered. Books don’t do that to me. Stories don’t change me. But Geena? It flipped everything. And now? I don’t think I’ll ever look at this world the same way again. I thank from the bottom of my heart whoever created this. Seriously. Thank you. LETS ALL LOVE VOID

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