UnholyGod

Damian’s life as an ordinary bartender takes a wild turn after he meets a powerful witch, Evelyn. Suddenly, he's thrown into a hidden world of magic, dangerous creatures, and powerful magical women. With the Warlock’s Contract System now awakened, Damian can form pacts with supernatural allies and women, with every new bond granting him abilities that drive his magic and power to insane levels.

But with power comes a whole mess of complications. Damian’s new world is a deadly maze of supernatural politics, hidden agendas, and ruthless enemies who’d want to steal his Mana Core. Damian has to figure out who to trust, how to survive, and what the System’s secrets.

Later, Damian finds that his System might be the key to an ancient artifact, a long-forgotten power, and strangest of all… the lost fragments of his own memory. 

The question is, can he survive long enough to unlock it all?

Important Note: No NTR, No yuri, No rape

Tags: Mature Content , R18, Gore, Weak to Strong, Character Development, Reincarnation, Monster Girls , Witch , Magic , Demons , Dragons, Elves, Vampire, Fae, Beasts , Action , Mystery , Harem ,  System , Servants , Fast Learner.

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Bonus Chapters!

*600 Power Stone = 1 bonus chapter

*400 Golden Ticket= 1 bonus chapter

*Magic Castle= 4 bonus chapters 

*Space Craft= 6 bonus chapters 

*Gachapon= 8 bonus chapters 

Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives

Warlock Ch 191. He Thinks He Can Turn Me Into His Puppet

The whole thing was nagging at Damian like an itch he couldn't scratch.

"Right… she barely mentioned her husband either," Damian muttered, tapping his fingers against the arm of the chair. "I mean, sure, maybe she doesn't want to remember it. Losing someone like that has to suck. But… if everything's tied to him, wouldn't she at least say something? Even a name?"

He let out a frustrated groan, standing up and pacing the room. His boots thudded against the polished floor as his thoughts raced. "What are you hiding, Victoria?" he muttered under his breath. "And why the hell can't I remember any of it?"

His hand drifted to his head, scratching at it even though there wasn't an itch. It was more like a reflex, a physical outlet for his mental frustration. "Damn it!" he snapped, his voice echoing in the empty room. "Why is my memory so fragmented? This is really freaking troublesome!"