Evil_Villain

In his past life, Ethan Steele was an ordinary man living in a modern world—working a dead-end job, struggling through the monotony of daily life, and haunted by regrets of missed opportunities.

At the age of 23, his life came to a sudden, unexpected end in a car accident. As his consciousness faded into darkness, he was sure it was over.

But fate had other plans. In the divine realm, the God of Fate watched over the balance of life and death.

Ethan's untimely death was a mistake, an anomaly that diverged from the preordained path of his destiny. It wasn't yet his time to die, and so, the god decided to give him another chance.

"You were meant for greater things, Ethan Steele," the god's voice boomed. "To correct this error, I will reincarnate you in another world—one filled with magic, swords, kingdoms, and adventure. You shall be reborn, but you will not remember your past until the appointed time. There is, however, a... complication."

By divine error, the god accidentally bestowed Ethan with the Harem God System without having any idea about it.

This system is a powerful, reality-bending system that would allow him to charm and seduce influential women to build his harem, growing in strength and power with each conquest.

"Your memories of Earth will return on your seventh birthday. I hope you enjoy your life here in this world"

And with that, Ethan's soul was transported to a new world.

Harem Master: Seduction System

Cassandra's lips trembled slightly as they made contact with Alaric's flesh. It was warm, surprisingly so, and… undeniably him. Shame warred with a strange, unsettling curiosity within her. She had crossed a line, a line she never imagined she would even approach, let alone brazenly step over.

'Gods, what am I doing?' Cassandra thought, her mind still reeling from the night before, from the impossible proposition he had just laid out. 'Kissing his… thing. My nephew's… thing. For power? Is this really me?'

But even as her mind recoiled, her body… didn't. There was a strange disconnect, a sense of detachment as she performed this act of utter submission. It was as if her body was acting on a different set of instructions than her mind, driven by a primal urge, a desperate hunger for the power Alaric was dangling before her.

Sexy Bath With His Aunt