I Became a Gallery Newbie Beloved by Transcendents - Chapter 61: Crimson Knight (3)

“I hate my old world. No matter where I turned, misfortune followed me like a curse. In this world, I will be free. I’ll rise to the top and enjoy life with beauties... but to do so, I must destroy everything that stands in my way.”Ryan was a simple construction worker, trapped in a boring routine, weighed down by gambling and loss. Until one day, his life ended when a rogue steel pole crashed into him—right in the middle of his important gacha pull. Everything went dark… and then bright again. He found himself face-to-face with a goddess.Seraphina, the Goddess of Life, stood before him with an air of indifference. “Welcome, Ryan, to the world between life and death. I could explain your life and death, but I can’t be bothered. I’m Seraphina, blah blah blah. Go save the world, be a hero... whatever.”Ryan lashed out. “What kind of shitty goddess are you? I don’t want to be a hero!”“How dare you speak to me like that?!” Seraphina’s fury was palpable. She had never been spoken to like this before.Ryan scanned the endless white room, muttering, “So, I’m dead, huh? This is a new world… First thing, get strong. And maybe get some beauties...”“Listen, we’re not done talking—” the goddess started, but Ryan cut her off. “Shut the f**k up! I’m thinking here!” He was beyond thrilled to escape his miserable old life. This felt like a second chance.“Hero? F**k that! Make me a villain,” Ryan growled. “Give me powers like in those anime shows! I want to burn the world down and make them kneel to me!”The goddess paused, clearly annoyed. “Fine, have it your way.” She flicked her wrist, sending a flash of light toward him.Unseen by her, a shadowy presence entered with the light.“I shall grant you one wish,” the goddess muttered bitterly. “Name it, and it will be done.”Ryan’s eyes gleamed. “Anything?” His grin widened. “Make me someone who can f**k countless women and have a hundred wives. And you...” He leered at her, “You’ll be my first.”Before Seraphina could react, a system window appeared before Ryan’s eyes, glowing crimson.[Welcome Ryan Wood][You are reading a message from the system of the chosen ones][You are offered to become the Harem God][Will you accept your fate?][Yes/No]Ryan’s excitement surged. “F**K YES! I ACCEPT! GIVE ME THIS POWER!”Follow Ryan on his journey to becoming the true Evil Harem God. He’ll conquer beauties, battle enemies, and reshape the world in his image. In a world where only the strong survive, Ryan will stop at nothing to become the ultimate villain—the man who controls all the women and rules over all.● This novel contains R18 explicit content and adult themes.● Two chapters will be uploaded daily, so buckle up.● The MC? He’s evil, ruthless, and sure as hell not a coward.● Expect epic battles, cool abilities, and solid world-building.Bonus tags(Netori; OP; MILF; Monster Girls; Large Harem)No NTR. No incest. No pegging. No femboys. No direct rape(Only brainwashing that leaves the woman feeling good). No YURI.

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- Description from Uukanshu translation

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.

An Ning transmigrated to a parallel universe in the year 1780, initially hoping to use his understanding of history to remain neutral and become a wealthy landlord, seeking neither fame nor recognition in the troubled times.However, it seems that the course of events has somewhat spiraled out of his control.'Respected General, we acknowledge no one but you,' said the young Captain with the surname Bonaparte.