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MY LUST SYSTEM: War Against The Heavens

Is it worth it? What is the use? Why even bother? These questions have plagued Leo all his life. From losing his parents at a young age and grandparents later on, teaching him the futility of life. He lived a boring and uneventful life until fate caught up to him. Ding! [Congratulations! You have been chosen the inheritance of Lust] [Rejoice, you have been chosen by the demon Lord to lead the war against the heavens] The introduction of the system into his life soon turned it into something adventurous. Tasked with sleeping with virgins, seducing the righteous, and spreading immorality to the entire realm, Leo is exposed to a world he never knew existed. The war against the heavens will not be easy and as one of the seven deadly sins chosen by the demon lord, Leo has become a target of the supreme deity and the hosts of heaven leaving him no choice but to sleep with women and share the joy of lust to the world in exchange for power! "A difficult task but it is one I am willing to fulfill!" [New mission acquired] [Task: Seduce and Sleep with….] [Extra information: As the wielder of the Lust inheritance. Host gains strength through sexual intercourse and engaging in immoral activities.] [Reward: Unknown] [Penalty; Unknown]

3_Sins_Studios · แฟนตาซี
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310 Chs

I Win

Leo's body trembled as he fell back onto his knees, his strength drained and unable to rise to his feet. His eyes locked onto Father Charles, who slowly advanced towards him with a sadistic smile. Fear enveloped Leo's face, a mixture of terror and desperation.

The echoing thud of Father Charles' heavy footsteps reverberated through the air, each step pounding like the toll of death's bells. The priest stood right in front of Leo, his face contorted in a crazed expression. With a wild look in his eyes, Father Charles swung the blade in his hand.

The sharp sound of metal meeting flesh filled the room as Leo let out a pained cry, collapsing onto his back. Two deep gashes marred his arms near his elbows, blood spurting forth and staining his clothes, as well as the garments of the priest who had attacked him.