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

Several miles away, Yoru sensed something wrong, sidestepping to the side just in time to avoid another shot to her head by a soldier's arrow.


'How could he have been found out so easily?!' She frowned and made a ring of flames around her, with embers hovering around.


Coating her body in flames, she created a cloud of smoke that spread out around her, diffusing and obscuring their visions.


Another guard made a spiral motion of his fingers, creating a whirlwind that dispersed the smoke.


Rushing in, some of them stomped their feet in disappointment, while others cursed at having lost their one chance at capture.


The marks on them began glowing as it signaled them that they were close to the original target they had been searching for.


Breaking off into smaller groups of 4, they all set out for different possible routes of escape while convertible at the location.


A sacrifice