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 and I exchange a glance and nod happily. Looks like she's come to the same conclusion. It looks like Robert is also in the kitchen, he is peeling potatoes at the other end of the room. He seems entirely depressed, which is completely understandable, as his gorgeous wife wishes to separate from him. Though, from Lucille's recounting, he was not getting much love for years to begin with, so he should've guessed that it was coming at some point.

"Mavena, how have you been?" I speak up, finally alerting them of our presence. Robert flinches at the sound of my voice, he probably has some bad memories coming to the surface upon hearing my sound.

The two girls snap their heads and turn around, then begin examining me greatly.

Greeting the Master