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After the cataclysm, Javar World was in ruin, and half of the population was destroyed. A space crack appeared in almost every corner of the world and existence beyond humans appeared. The 'Shataki' 

Then, the war to protect Javar began. 

Push to the brink of extinction, a group of scientists discovers how to awaken their dormant bloodline. 

 They are called ‘Maxis.’

Javar saw hope and things began to change. Yet, it wasn’t easy. The threat was beyond their imagination. Even the Maxis were in despair. Not until.....

At the far corner of Javar's wasteland, a useless young man at the brink of death awakens not a bloodline but a system. 

Unfortunately, luck was against him. He found himself in a dire situation again. 

But this time, nightmares worse than imagination descended by mistake.

A vampire was created and conquest began.....

Who killed his parents? What mystery surrounded his parent's death? Perhaps, were they even human, to begin with?
 
There is more to Javar than meets the eye. What's so special about it, a race against time to discover the mystery began.

Hell is about to be unleashed.

What else will alleviate a vampire besides blood, maybe s*x?

A useless young man, neither heroic nor villainy, so what is the mystery about.

Tell it to all so they may hear. Your beautiful daughters and wives should not be seen by me.

If you want a battle, bring it on.

Because...the Vampire Overlord is awakened.

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HaremTech System: Vampire Overlord

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"Please save me!!" A female cried in pain under the heavy assault of various beasts.

After a couple of seconds, the sound of the female crying for help faded into the heavy atmosphere as the various sounds of beast howls resounded through the night.

The air hung thick with the stench of blood, a pungent reminder of the brutality that unfolded.

Additionally, the metallic tang mingled with the dusty scent of ancient stone, creating a disorienting miasma that assaulted the senses.

Every breath drawn carried the acrid taste of violence, fueling the primal instincts of those embroiled in the conflict.

Beast Tide (4)