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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The white-haired beauty then turned her gaze toward her defeated enemy and, with dark, cruel eyes, declared, "It's time for us to learn some rather important details from our newest friend, wouldn't you people agree?"

"I couldn't have said it better," I replied while placing my saber back in my ring, letting it digest the new meals in peace. Well, saying it would digest the souls would be incorrect of me to say; I did so because the Soul Reaper's flames danced contently and much lazier than before the battle; it seemed like a man who ate a meal and wanted to take a nap.

However, the saber would not 'consume' the souls as in destroy them. [Eternal Damnation] had a separate dimension like storage rings where it housed the souls of the damned. As far as I could tell, it did not torment them or anything like that.

Little Girl and Emotionless Woman