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

Ansel and Ravenna, having disguised themselves with cognitive spells, strolled through the slums' streets.

The area was barren and dilapidated, permeated with an unpleasant stench. The ragged attire and disheveled appearance of each person embodied the very essence of poverty.

Yet, their spirits mirrored those Ansel and Ravenna had encountered in the marketplace earlier.

It was an authentic eagerness emanating from within, as if a flame ignited in their hearts, spreading throughout their bodies, imbuing them with a vitality that was not scorching but warmly vibrant.

"…Father," Ravenna whispered, "you said that mere satiety is a hundredfold more potent than the so-called hope."

Miss puppet lowered her head, recalling her recent response to Ansel about 'revolution,' while gazing at the filthy, chaotic streets beneath her feet.

"To them, everything I once considered is far too remote."

The Tightening Coils of the Serpent - II