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

Lucille watched intently with her own arousal rising as she saw Aurora's very first penetration caught on live footage. She mischievously began stroking my member, coaxing it further into the girl's depths.

As the head of my penis finally broke through Aurora's hymen, a sharp gasp escaped her trembling lips, followed by a mixture of pain and pleasure that she had very clearly never known before. Tears welled up in her eyes as she paused, taking a moment to adjust to all the many new sensations her body was abruptly subjected to.

Although she was 24 years old, one could say this was her true coming-of-age ceremony.

Double homerun 2 [Bonus]