CallmeGeto

[Warning: Mature Content]

"I got transmigrated into the game world I created?!"

Trent Docker, a youth who had wasted much of his life as a chronic gamer and web-savvy individual, finally utilizes his cyber intellect to become a better person. He creates the most magnificent virtual reality game ever, which immediately garners sponsorship and funding, and Paradox Unbound, the best VR game, is established. 

However, fate takes a dark turn when Trent and his family are brutally murdered by his new business partners. Summoned by a goddess, he is granted a second chance at life with a condition: he must eliminate chaos and restore balance to the Paradox, a world that blends magic and technology. In return, she promises him revenge against those who took his life.

Armed with an unparalleled, overpowered system and his comprehensive knowledge of the game he created, Trent becomes an unstoppable force. However, the Paradox proves to be more profound than he ever anticipated. Elves, devils, beasts, dungeons, and even nude female centaurs populate the world. Trent never expected such complexity when designing Paradox Unbound, but he is determined not to waste this new life. He aims to avenge his family's murder and satisfy the goddess who is oddly obsessed with him.

Follow Trent as he builds the largest clan from his own seed and females, conquering other Dynasties all in the wish of the goddess and slowly becoming the villain of his own game.

Additional Tags/What to Expect: Anti-hero to Villain MC, Nonchalant MC, Smut scenes, Kingdom Building, Cultivation, Videogame×Fantasy, Slight System trope.

VRMMORPG: Return Of The Grandmaster

Trent stepped into the room that appeared to have been carved out of the cavern walls. It seemed bigger on the inside than it had from the outside, much like the Batcave, but with a Paradox twist. The air was even heavier here, and Trent found himself standing in the center, eyes scanning the surroundings.

The far walls were decorated with ancient relics and tattered banners. A symbol immediately caught his attention—clearly that of the Rebels. Flames from scattered candles flickered in random corners, casting dim light as shadows danced along the jagged stalactites hanging from the ceiling.

Something caught Trent's eyes, and he faced that direction. It was a set of arcane implements, possibly what the Rebels use to ski down slopes and also carry out some of their activities. The place looked like a dump of old Dark Sorcery cultivation, and yet a place of innovation as well.

The Dark Side. 4