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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

Xia Shuiyao's suprise! (1)

One day, a bald man who could have been mistaken for a monk was scribbling away when he suddenly clutched his head in frustration.

It turns out that this man was not a monk, but instead a narcissistic author who had plucked out all his hair. 

"Baby, what happened?" A girl with shockingly large breasts and an hourglass figure ran towards him.

She was not just any girl, but the author's new disciple and, more importantly, his sugarmama.

Poor guy, it looks like he's only surviving on her and his bad scribbling skills.

The narcissistic author had already collapsed due to information overload, and maybe only death awaited him.

Well, at least he'll have some peace and quiet then.

But his disciple, in her infinite wisdom, took his pen and began writing, putting the author's future story in her own hands to give him more time to pick his nose or something.

Boing! Boing!