NecroBin

Quinlan, a simple office worker finds himself transmigrated to an extremely dangerous fantasy land as a level 1 Commoner with nothing to his name but his wits- and a unique gift that accompanied his teleportation. 

No one in Thalorind could have predicted that this unassuming arrival would one day rise to the top, redefining the very meaning of the term 'power'... And that he may have achieved said result by joining a criminal organization and clawing his way through its ranks as well as establishing his own business empire that may or may not have relied on slave labor.

In the beginning Quinlan was painfully weak and alone, but thanks to his severe trust issues, joining a team was... hard. However, he soon noticed that a lot of people have collars around their necks in this world... People that couldn't exactly betray him.

"Oh, so you are a warrior who is looking for a master that strives to become the strongest? You found him."

"Wait, you are an assassin with an amazing, rare class who has a cruel master? Let me help you have a change of ownership..."

"I know that you might not be a slave, but one of my classes is 'Slave Master', which would make you stronger should you become one... So how about it?"

Follow Quinlan's journey as he grows in strength, amasses wealth, fights to the death, and meets lovely ladies.

Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Ayame voices her approval of my reluctance to abuse the potentially misguided Blossom's offer, "I'm starting to see you in a new light, Quinlan. Maybe you really are somewhat of a gentleman?"

"Of course I am… I was my grandma's favorite grandson."

"Let me guess, you are an only child?"

She giggles and refocuses her effort on undressing Blossom. I don't think the dog-kin needs help with that, but it seems Ayame is eager to fulfill her self-given role of elder sister, though I wouldn't be surprised if she is the younger one between the two of them in reality.

I begin inspecting my gains amidst hearing some of Blossom's blissful and cute tittering as Ayame wipes her body with the bathing rag. They are having fun.

Favorite Grandson