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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.

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

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Disclaimer: I'd received a few harsh complaints from some readers that my MC is not a real villain, and I have to agree; if you're looking for some complete psycho MC who burns random farmer villages down just for fun then don't read. 

The MC is a ruthless man who does evil things from time to time, but only to his enemies or those he considers to be true scum. He gains no joy from tormenting strangers.

Also don't read if you want a story about buying s*x slaves and r*ping them, that doesn't happen in this novel. He will treat the women he wants to be with as if they were normal people, whether they're slaves or not.

Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

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A young saleswoman greets me, smiling as she cranes her neck back to meet my eyes. "Welcome, sir, to Catherine's Lingeries shop! What may I help you with?"

She's professional but curious, clearly not used to someone like me walking into a place like this. I glance around and, indeed, I can only see enthusiastic women browsing the wares without a single man in sight. Maybe in this world it's taboo for men to be here? Or the wives just sent their men on some fetch quest so they can shop in peace?

I shrug inwardly. As long as they let me in, I don't care about much else.

"I'm looking for night dresses for my two ladies." I reply casually, scanning the displays. "They should be from good quality silk so that they are comfortable to wear, and are ideally see-through."

The girl's smile widens, turning into a knowing one, after which she nods enthusiastically, already getting a sense of my preferences. "Of course, sir! Please, follow me."