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The Psychopath's Harem

I shouldn't ask, but — What happens when a manipulative, narcissistic, half-psychopathic bastard with a broken god complex, who is a 12 years old incel, writes a novel? Congratulations, you have found the answer: "The Psychopath's Harem"! _________ Synopsis: Son of Destiny, this was the term used for the heaven blessed child who brings order and balance to the world. But what will happen if a psychopath is chosen as the destined son of fate? Will the he save the world or the world collapse with him? Wait there! It isn't a story of son of destiny ascending to the peak of immortality. The peak had been achieved and surpassed... It is not a story from weak to strong... Xia Tian does not stand at peak of mountain like other immortals, rather gaze from the sky like a God. A True God. Every Immortal wants to fly and soar to the sky and reach Godhood... But what after it? End of story? That is a new beginning and not the end... The story doesn't end after becoming a God rather starts... Join the journey, where Xia Tian toys with son of destinies and tramples above the arrogant female leads... He neither spares the Destiny nor his daughters, all are same in his eyes. . . . Every 50 Golden Ticket = One Bonus Chapter! Gifts: Dragon - One Bonus Chapter Magic Castle - Two Bonus Chapter Spacecraft - Three Bonus Chapter Golden Gachapon - Not Expecting to recieve this, so haven't decided. [The Bonus chapters would be released within one week upon receipt of gift, with the donator name written at the top of the chapter.] . . . Warning: This work is purely fiction, and it does not promote any kind of violence against any living being. Please read with caution. . . . Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF Disclaimer: Cover page is not mine.

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Xia Tian, new sect leader!?

In the heart of the forest, a lone writer sat with his notebook and pen, his eyes drooping with boredom. "Finally wrote something that'll keep my cute little readers entertained for a while..." he muttered, stifling a yawn.

Suddenly, he couldn't resist the pull of a quick nap. He flopped down on the ground, completely naked, like a beached whale.

Two hours later...

Two native tribesmen stumbled upon the writer, their eyes widening in disbelief.

"Hajdiejdjsksnnsnsmn!?[What in the world is this naked man doing in the forest?]" one of them exclaimed in his native language.

The other man shrugged, "Jdnxueb. [Maybe he's having a midlife crisis and decided to run away to live with the animals]"

As they approached the writer, they couldn't help but snicker at the absurdity of the situation. "Well, hot damn!" one of the tribesmen cackled, "Looks like we've got ourselves a real-life Tarzan, swinging from the trees butt-naked!"