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

Her gaze began scanning their surroundings. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized the true extent of the massacre. The backline was almost entirely decimated. The screams of her fallen comrades still hung in the night air. Katie knew that if she were to survive this ordeal, she would be hearing their final sounds while she slept- and wept.

But all of that faded into the background when her eyes locked onto the figure that had just torn through their ranks, killing two team leaders without difficulty.

She stood motionless over Ralke's fallen corpse, making her silhouette clearly discernible for the first time. The dim light that the tall forest let through its leaves caught the edge of her gauntleted claws that were dripping with the blood of two team leaders, causing the metallic sheen of the weapon to glint ominously.

The Hunter Became The Hunted 2