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

Brita watched Alaric train, emerald eyes wide behind her usual stoic mask. 'This is… something else entirely,' she thought, her breath catching in her throat.

It wasn't just raw power that radiated from him, though there was plenty of that, a palpable magical pressure that hummed in the air and made the hairs on her arms stand on end.

No, it was his control. That was what truly impressed her, even grudgingly.

He moved with a fluid grace that belied the sheer force he was wielding. Flame danced around his fists, not erupting wildly, but contained, shaped, almost… playful.

Ice crystals formed in the air, intricate and delicate, before shattering with controlled bursts of frost.

Training His Family