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As mentioned in the name theme of the story, the central figure, driven by a twisted desire for dominance, methodically corrupts impressionable young women, weaving a web of control that extends far beyond mere physical enslavement. 

These women, once vibrant and free, are reduced to mere pawns in his elaborate game of conquest, their autonomy stripped away as they become instruments of his malevolent will.

What truly sets this tale apart is the enigmatic presence of the antagonist, the very creator of the story itself. Trapped within the confines of his own narrative by an ancient curse, he grapples with the consequences of his own hubris. 

As he orchestrates the downfall of his characters, he simultaneously navigates the murky depths of his own psyche, confronting the darkness that lurks within. The boundaries between fiction and reality blur, casting doubt upon the nature of existence itself.

As the story unfolds, parallels emerge between the protagonist's struggle against the villain and the author's own internal conflict. Each move on the narrative chessboard reflects a deeper existential battle, as the characters' fates intertwine with the author's own quest for redemption. 

Ultimately, the story becomes a haunting meditation on the nature of creation, agency, and the profound impact of our choices, both within the confines of fiction and in the vast expanse of reality.

In conclusion, an author writes a cursed story. The curse is so strong it consumes the author and he's getting trapped inside his own story. But he gets a chance to decide his character. The author chooses to be the villain who can never be defeated. He becomes the main character of the story as the villain, he corrupts good women into evil and makes them fight the hero and the heroines.

Supreme corruption: I corrupt every good woman into villainess

Inside, rows of cryogenic pods lined the walls. And inside them, people.

"They were left here," Graves said quietly. "Forgotten. The project was deemed a failure, so they erased it. But I found them."

Alice swallowed hard. "And what do you want me to do?"

Graves studied her. "Help me expose them."

She stared at him. "You expect me to trust you?"

His expression darkened. "I expect you to open your eyes."

Then, the facility trembled. Distant explosions rumbled through the walls.

Graves exhaled. "It seems we're out of time."

He reached into his coat and tossed something onto the table in front of her. A key.

"I hope you make the right choice," Graves said.

Then he turned and disappeared into the shadows.

Chapter 147