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

Last time we got 8 silver coins for all the monster materials we brought to Garen, and those were the drops of the first 5 floors. We have two hauls of monsters from the first floor to the eighth. I'm hoping for a gold coin. That would be a giant win.

I'm not gonna lie, I hope no one attempts to mug us. Our hands are severely occupied. I would've loved to use my new storage ring, but, first of all, it's nearly full with corpses, and two, I would rather not use it publicly yet. It's a literal treasure, and we might not be good enough to protect it from some immensely high-leveled thief should he get grubby hands.

Thankfully it doesn't take long to find the exact shop we were looking for. Unlike Garen's, this one is much more established, evidenced by our welcoming. As soon as we step through the door, several helpers rush to our side, asking if they can be of assistance.

Something is Strange