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In 2077, the gods sent potential successors across the cosmos to Earth for the God Trial. The result: the apocalypse and the rise of history’s most unlikely Harem God candidate.

Leon Traxler was a sociopath with a phobia of using women for sexual desires. Yet he chose the power to build an overpowered harem because finding strong, loyal companions during the apocalypse was unlikely.

It was a calculated decision, but he got something he hadn’t bargained for.

Emotions.

With a power that leveled him up through emotional milestones and a system that made him feel them for members, he quickly amassed power and decided that the apocalypse was a blast.

Driven by a desire to make his violent yanderes happy, a love for animal ears on women, and a narcissistic wet dream to be the only man on earth, he decided to partake in the God Trial.

His strategy? To raise an army of women, build a city for his harem, and start a cultured civilization that would naturally end when he died.

Join Leon as he becomes a celebrity on god social media, rises to power on earth, and lives life as a playboy in the apocalypse.

—Story Notes—

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- Leon's technically a psychopath, hiding his lack of emotions behind a false, normal image. He's ruthless to men.

- His phobia is the driving factor that makes women comfortable joining his city. Think about it.

- The story starts delightfully chaotic but quickly matures into a real story.

- There's strong character development before it's lemon picking season. No one-dimensional women.

- There will be lemons. Truckloads.

Harem God: Leveling Up Yanderes in the Apocalypse

"Alright, people, let's wrap it up!" Leon roared, "We have only a few minutes. After that, we're leaving the rest behind! MOVE!"


There were only one hundred survivors left, and the group was currently working on reorganizing to fit more.


Only 375 had survived during the [demonstration] period, but it was still taking far too long.


"Then make it enough time! We still need to give the men enough time to make it to the Sanctuary!" Leon roared at the top of his lungs.


A wave of hope washed over the men, who were getting more desperate.


"Wait, what!?" Quinn cried, "You'd prioritize their lives over the other hundred women still left?"


She wasn't complaining; she was just shocked.


"Yes. Because if we don't, the men will get desperate!" Leon yelled back, "We're not trying to kill them, or we already would have! We're protecting the maximum amount of lives!"


The Most Cultured Throne In Existence