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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Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3

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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

Feng's shoulders sagged with visible relief. She looked toward the old man once more, and the tiniest flicker of a smirk touched her lips before she sat back down and resumed her own work. 'Perhaps he isn't such a bad guy… And Uncle certainly needs a master who knows what he's doing… Because I certainly don't…' she thought inwardly, having been greatly worried about how she would guide him through the twelve main meridian openings.

The training had resumed. The day had barely begun.

Soon, the sun hung higher, its heat pressing down like a second weight on Quinlan's back. After the stances, the old man only said, "Push-ups."

A wry smile emerged on Quinlan's face, greatly wishing to smack the old bastard at least once. Ideally more.

But with ragged breath and twitching muscles, Quinlan dropped to the ground, this time into a push-up position. His arms were already trembling from before, but he didn't let that stop him from doing his best.

Hellish Training [Bonus]