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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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Sensing the opportunity to once again place her two feet on solid ground, BunBun resumed her desperate escape attempts, eliciting a tired sigh from the man holding her with one arm. "You lack survival instincts…"

He raised his free hand and hit her in the back of her head just strong enough to cause the girls to see stars and lose the power to resist. "Ack!"

The next few minutes became blurry in BunBun's mind as a result of his cruel actions, but what she did remember was that he summoned multiple shields around himself of different elemental energies to brace against his impact with Thalorind.

He hugged her close to his chest, and BunBun couldn't help but feel like she was going to easily survive if the firm muscles of this strange man surrounded her protectively like this. Her already malfunctioning brain thus melted in his arms, leaving her fate up to him.

Beastkin Resistance