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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

Chaosking · 奇幻
分數不夠
833 Chs

Chapter 330-Manipulation Like No Other

Growl~growl~

The sound coming from Celestinia's stomach brought a huge blush to her face, it was a good thing that no one could see such a scene, normally hunger wasn't something that affected her but the lock that was placed on her seemed to do much more than she understood, 

"Hungry are we?"

A teasing voice took her out of her thoughts as she looked at the figure in front of her, right now a table appeared in front of the cloaked figure as different sets of cooking equipment kept flashing into the table, 

"You're going to cook?"

Her voice itself contained her confusion, 

"I have my own taste and I prefer to eat my own made food, the reserved ones, just don't match my taste"