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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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Attack on Alaric's Aunt Cassandra

The private residence Alaric had arranged for the four wives of Edgar Farrow was eerily quiet, the kind of stillness that made the ticking of the clock seem deafening.

Evanthe, Zoey, Sigrid, and Elin sat in the living room, their faces clouded with worry and frustration. Each of them bore the weight of their circumstances differently—anger, fear, sorrow, and defiance mingling in their expressions. The fine silk gowns they wore, forced on them by Alaric, felt more like chains than garments, a cruel reminder of their captivity and the twisted desires of their captor.

 

Sigrid broke the silence, her icy blue hair shimmering as she shook her head in frustration. "We can't keep letting him control us like this," she said, her voice low but firm. Her words carried the undertone of barely restrained fury. "But we can't act recklessly. That bastard knows exactly how to keep us in line. He'll use our children against us if we push too far."