DungeonHunter

Castle - 20 Bonus Chapters!!!

[Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!]
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Hugo Fernandez, a short, skinny virgin with zero charm, was a young man with grand dreams. He had just started college and was brimming with hope for a bright future, but a rather unfortunate food poisoning 'incident' soon turned his life from bad to worse.

He experienced a social death!

Out of the blue, a mysterious girl’s voice echoed in his head:

[Ding! Fate has aligned, and your woeful destiny with women has reached the heavens! You have been granted the Ultimate Harem System!!!]

Hugo’s listless eyes widened. Had he finally received his own cheat code?

Was it time for him to ascend to the heavens in a single leap and start attracting women left and right?

The mysterious voice spoke again:

[Ding! Initialising Death mission...  Seduce a 7+ woman within one month or die!]

Hugo blinked, his jaw dropping. "Wait, what? Seduce a 7+ woman or die? What kind of medieval torture is this? I can’t even seduce my reflection!"

After taking a minute to calm down, he realised it wasn't as bad as he thought.

"In the worst case, I can burrow some money and get a pro-"

[No pay pigging]

Hugo realised he was soon going to experience a real death!

This system was out for his blood!

[Tick tock, Romeo. Time’s wasting…]

"I'm gonna die!"

Join Hugo on a captivating, deadly journey filled with debauchery, womanising, and thrilling level-ups as he rises above all and becomes a Supreme Casanova!

If he doesn’t die first, that is…







[A/N: Inspired by MPUAS.]
[Warning: R18 content doesn't immediately begin. MC takes time to develop himself to a stage where he can get the beauties. But expect a good dose of comedy.]

Supreme Casanova: Ultimate Harem System

[Part 12/12 of today's Mass release! Here you go fellas! Big Shout-out to Dirtydew!]

Brrrrr! Brrrrr! Brrrrr! Brrrrr! Brrrrr! Brrrrr!

Hugo groggily dragged himself into the bathroom, his eyes half open, his brain still booting up like an old computer.

His mind was running on autopilot, just like every morning—pee, brush teeth, maybe check abs if feeling narcissistic enough—but the moment he stood next to the wall, something felt different.

He squinted at his reflection. Then at the stickers he had placed onto the wall weeks ago.

They seemed a little lower than before?

His sleepy brain took a second to catch up. Then, with the urgency of a detective solving a crime, he turned to his measuring marks on the wall.

He lined himself up. Calmed himself and measured as well as he could. Then checked again.

"Wow! wasn't i just 5'8 the beginning of this week?!"

I'm Going To Die!