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 harbored no aspirations to forge a new world; he would not allow the future that fate anticipated to manifest. Yet, this knowledge empowered him to better govern the entire empire in the near future, to more effectively... confront fate.

Ravenna toiled in the subterranean library of Hydral for three years, relentlessly absorbing, digesting, and appropriating every comprehensible matter according to her nature, almost forsaking sleep. She undoubtedly hoped that this vast accumulation over three years would sweep away the decline and transform the empire, but ultimately... she still became a tool in Ansel's hands to oppose fate.

Ironically, had she compromised with Ansel even slightly, she might have had a real chance to turn this knowledge into reality, rather than becoming nourishment for another "self" as she is now.

With these thoughts, Ansel felt someone grasp his hand.

"Father," Helen's voice echoed in his ear, "trust me."

From the Very Beginning - II