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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

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Chapter 627-The Same Seal, Another Path.

"You're good at massages....."

I responded. A few minutes had passed since I entered inside, a smile growing on my face at the thought of what expressions the servants outside would make at the fact that their dear master was on my back massaging me.

"I used to do them for my brother...."

Trisa replied, no doubt a fond smile gracing her face to which I continued with the path I was slowly creating.

"Oh? you have a brother?"

I asked with a nonchalant voice to which she replied.

"I do he's actually close to your age. When he was young, his body was a bit brittle, and I used to give him massages to make him feel better."

As she spoke so, I could feel the rhythm of her massage changing a bit, her hands lovingly grazing all around my shoulders.

"So, is he in the academy?"

I asked back.