Triad_lust

When 27-year-old Hisha transmigrates into the body of an ancient, overpowered supreme overlord, he discovers that his lavish life lacks one essential element–worthy companions by his side.

To solve this problem, a tournament is held to select the most beautiful, unique, and strong ladies from across the land to join his harem. But these women are unlike any other–they fight for the right to seduce and serve their lord, contending for his attention and affection. 

Hisha, however, has a grander vision: "why settle for just a few when I could have the best?"
 
With his 'Desire System' leveling up with every adoration from his harem, Hisha harnesses their strength and devotion to become an even greater force in his world. 

As he and his harem break their limits, he discovers that others threaten his rule and the balance of his land. Hisha must navigate a treacherous world with cunning and power, using the strength and devotion of his harem to emerge victorious. 

In a tale of seduction, power, and ambition, Hisha's quest for dominance promises to be a wild ride. Will he come out on top, or fall to his enemies? 

The tournament begins now!



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No Yuri, NTR (Netorare/sharing)

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Harem, transmigrated, level up, tournament, yandere, succubus, plot with smut, magic, superpowers, betrayal, gore...

Harem Tournament of Champions

Climbing over her, he slipped off his robe.


Freezing in place, Hisha hissed at the disturbance, knowing the only one who could dare knock at a time as such.


HTC snickered in Hisha's thoughts, flashing in front of his eyes a wiggling brow.


Hisha's brows twitched at the user interface and the implied meaning HTC gave.


Solara still stayed frozen in shock, confused, and unable to move due to the panic she was placed in.


She had not been chosen as his harem, so it was forbidden to be in his room. They could only engage in any sexual relationship while he visited their respective meretrixs.


Slipping back on his robe, he took reluctant steps to the door.


Opening the door just enough for him to peek through, he narrowed his eyes at Kritz.


Flashing a big grin at his lord, Kritz lightly touched his nose as a nervous reflex, knowing he had interrupted something, judging from Hisha's flushed face.


Another tournament with its own rules