Keeper_of_Time

[ Rewrite of Master of Element and Rules, Conquerer of Worlds. The characters will be the same, though there will be some changes in the plot line. If you like the novel, then you can try the rewritten one ]
 
 Ryker is born as the oldest of 14 siblings, so he is the one responsible to take care of them all. When given the choice of choosing the easier path or the harder one, he will take the harder, more arduous path, to ensure his siblings will be safe.

 However, the path he took is hard and long. Ryker must master countless Paths to rise to the top of the world he is on. But he will endure, for the sake of his siblings. He will walk great distance, travel through countless nations and visited the myriad realm, to become the strongest in the world, and later, the universe.

 Yet, why did all the women he met is interested with him??!!!!!!

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 "Big brother, you are strong enough. You can add more women into your harem,"

 "I already have hundreds, even thousands of women! And you wanted me to add more!"

 "Yes,"

 "Of course,"
 
 "For the sake of our bloodline,"

 "It is more fun this way,"

 "I want more big sister,"

 "All of you, huh, fine, I accept, just make sure this is the last one,"

( Spoiler, it is not the last one.)

Master of Paths, Ascending To The Throne of Universe

With his hands on her waist, Brea could feel his shaft growing bigger inside of her.

She gulped, her head already in the cloud from the pleasure. The former bandit wrapped her arms around Ryker, her fingers scratching his back, racking marks on it.

However, Ryker did not mind as he thrust into her weeping cave, his spear striking deep inside of her.

"Hyaaaahhn~" loud moans escaped the mouth of the former bandit, her brain frying from the intense pleasure.

Her cave stretched to accommodate his girthy member, enlarging the space inside while showering with ecstatic sensation.

As his member dug deep into her hole, one of his hands landed on her breast, giving the mound a squeeze, eliciting a delightful moan from Brea.

"Yesh, harder fashter!" Brea cry out. Her previous partner could not even compare to him, his spear filling her up and making her feel good.

Playing With Brea (R-18)