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.

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 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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"Y-yes, it's just that there's a mosquito in my room who is doing its best to suck me dry."

"Ah! I hate those horrible creatures! They are the main reason why Winter is my favorite season. Though, because I can make cute snowmen and have snowball fights with father, those reasons also help just a tiny bit…"

"I-is that so…" I murmured while eyeing my Sera and her rapidly increasing head bobbing speed alongside my length. She used her tantalizing tongue perfectly to swirl around my cock, giving me a sensational feeling that was only heightened by the massaging I received from her damp throat and dainty fingers. It was all amazing, too amazing, in fact. I had trouble maintaining my conversation with Felicity.

I silently gestured for her to slow down, but as if she was already waiting for this, she let go of my sack with her left hand and pointed at the hourglass while the mischievous glint in her eyes increased tenfold.

Annoying Mosquito