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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After writing over 750 chapters, here’s what you should know:

1. About the beginning:
The early chapters are a bit rough. I'm not saying that it's horrible, in fact, I believe the story to be very enjoyable right from chapter 1. But, at the end of the day, this is my first original novel, and I stumbled in some areas, especially with the MC's attitude. He's too reserved and occasionally too "simpy" with the first female lead. However, the MC grows into a confident, powerful, and composed figure. No long-term cringe. He becomes the kind of MC you want to root for.

2. Quinlan’s morality:
He’s not a cruel, sadistic villain. Most of the time, he won't even be acting like a real villain, only when pushed to the limit. Meaning he won't torture puppies or civilians for fun while cackling manically. However, he’s greedy, shameless, and opportunistic. If the lives of his loved ones are at stake and he can only save them by burning a city with innocents inside down, he’ll do it. He's ruthless toward strangers when necessary, but doesn't delight in cruelty.

3. Regarding slaves:
Yes, Quinlan becomes a slave master. However, he treats all his women—free or enslaved—with care and respect.

4. More than smut:
Every love interest has a real story, a real presence. No girl will be left behind. As of Chapter 750, Quinlan has 7 lovers and a few more "in-development" love interests. This is not a "catch them all" story, adding one girl every 20 chapters. I prefer harems made up of girls with richly developed characters over giant harems full of shallow ladies.

Quality over Quantity.

5. Balanced storytelling:
My aim was to create a work where romance, action, and slice-of-life blend together naturally. There’s high-stakes action, power progression, romantic developments, comedy, and some chill downtime to let both the characters and the readers breathe.

6. Weak-to-Strong Progression:
Quinlan will become OP. But he rises slowly, not overnight. His journey will hopefully feel earned.

7. Not every female character listed in the fandom is a love interest:
Some women are important to the plot but are not part of the harem or a planned to be, such as his two mothers.

8. No Yuri. No NTR.

That's it, thank you for taking your chance on my novel! 

I'll make a promise to you, showing how much I believe you'll love the novel if you get over the somewhat bumpy beginning! If you read 750 chapters and hate the story even after investing so much time into it, then you may burn me alive!

Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

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My aura ignited, no longer restrained by fear or doubt.

My mana screamed from me like a supernova.

My primordial wrath surged into the heavens, turning the very air into a furnace.

I'll give them a front-row seat to Armageddon.

I dropped from the sky in a single, controlled descent and landed beside my girls. Lyra nearly collapsed the moment we landed. She didn't speak, didn't whimper, just gave me a tired nod and a trembling smile through bloodied lips.

I caught her gently, then turned to Seraphiel. "She's yours. Heal her, please."

Seraphiel was already reaching for her bow, already in the middle of transforming it into a staff and calling on divine energy, but she hesitated for a moment as she looked at Lyra's scorched, beaten frame. But then, she shook her head and refocused, ready to heal her friend who was about to fall.