POWER_

Warning: 
1. MC is a mad hound.
2. The story is R-17.99 as the title suggests.
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Ansel of Hydral, the Empire's most notorious villain, devours a peculiar being known as a "Traveller". 
In doing so, he glimpses a future of despair, a foreordained future featuring a war-god who can shatter armies, a saint bearing great sins, a mage discerning the truth, and a heroine of unassailable morality... These formidable "she" would destroy his family, his empire, everything he holds dear.

Upon truly recognizing the cruelty and weight of fate, Ansel has an epiphany.

"If the Empire requires reform, then there is no need for a so-called protagonist. Armed with this knowledge, I can effect change far more efficiently."
"And as for you, the world's chosen ones..."
"If destiny dictates that you cannot be obliterated, then I have no option but to make you fall... fall with me to the very end of the abyss."

In essence, this is a tale of a villain rebelling against fate, taming the chosen daughters of heaven, all while orchestrating a transformative revolution in the world.

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Harem
No yuri

A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

He didn't know how Ansel talked to Ravenna, but in Soren's view, in order to put pressure on her, Ansel must have given almost explicit hints.

If that young lady still doesn't understand the situation, it would be somewhat ungrateful.

Indeed, with just a glance, Soren knew he should no longer continue to probe or speculate. He cleared his throat lightly, smiling as he spoke, "I should now present the fruits of my labor to the many guests... I must excuse myself for a moment, Ansel."

The phantom sitting next to Ansel seemed to vanish as if it never existed, and a figure draped in a magnificent white robe appeared out of thin air on the previously empty podium.

Soren's voice was clear and confident, "I, Soren Canaster, am honored to open a new door concerning the soul for you all."

His opening remarks were concise and direct, and the hall, filled to the brim except for the first row, erupted in applause.

Miss Puppet’s Trance - II