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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.

SKuLL · 奇幻
分數不夠
281 Chs

Son of destinies: Long Tian, Meng Hu, and Xia Chen

Amidst the heart of contradiction, the Great Rift unfolded—a realm where the very essence of dichotomy seemed to weave itself into the fabric of reality.

An expanse of breathtaking grandeur emerged, a canvas painted in every conceivable shade of green.

Contrary to its name, life flourished in abundance. Flowers, larger than human comprehension could grasp, reached for the heavens with petals painted in vivid hues that defied the imagination.

Trees, colossal pillars of nature's architecture, pierced the sky like living titans, their crowns lost among the very clouds they kissed.

Yet, beyond this botanical symphony, the air itself seemed to hum with an energy of ancient tales. Mighty roars resounded, shaking the foundation of the world. Tremors coursed through the ground, a testament to the power held within the legendary dragons that called this realm home.