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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Miri and Lumi then stared deep into my eyes and parted their lips in sync, declaring together, "Quinnie, you're robbing the Goddess blind!"

My eyes widened with shock at this revelation of theirs. As far as I was concerned, I was just doing my best to unlock a normal class, even if it was associated with weirdos. "Souls are the currency of gods…?"

My disbelieving question was answered by Malakar. "Indeed. Laddy, This is how worlds are created; an elder god, or more likely a group of them, travels to a lifeless planet the Soul Records deem mature enough to welcome the existence of what we call 'magic' into its atmosphere. They then fill the atmosphere with mana, establishing all that you've come to find normal: classes, spells, status interface, etc. They follow it up by using their divinity to birth a few primordials, who are tasked with populating the young world and leading their descendants into prominence.

Robbing the Goddess Blind [Bonus]