ZombieMann

After being diagnosed with a rare terminal illness, all Lance could do was wait for his death, unable to move as he lay on the hospital bed for months. In his last moments, all he wished for is another chance at life, so he can live, but fate plays a fast one on him.

Shortly after death, Lance wakes up in the middle of a gruesome massacre and battle between two goblin tribes. 

At the end of the skirmish, Lance is captured by the female goblin tribe, and just when he was about to lose everything again, he makes a promise to lead the goblins to victory. Out of desperation, they agree, and later on, Lance becomes an unsuspecting leader of a goblin tribe as a human.

Now, surrounded by unsuspecting goblin beauties, Lance vows to life a fulfilling life in this new world while leading his people to prosperity!

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A/N: Hey, dear reader... read the book, you'll love it.
There will be lemons as always, just not with the same intensity and frequency as my last book. I plan to focus more on the story and relationships than flavour scenes at every turn.
Though the main character is not a villain type, he isn't a goodie two shoes either.

No Rape. No NTR. No Yuri. No Netori.

I plan to write something where the MC's harem aren't just brainless meat sacks, but actually impact the story and the MC.

Read the book, you'll love it!

Also, this is my discord server link:- https://discord.com/invite/Rjfy3Rkgwt

The server is rather inactive for the time being, but please, do join let's turn it into a thriving space.

The Monster King's Legacy

Lance stood near the center of the camp, his sword resting tip-first in the ground as he surveyed the aftermath. He scanned the area, taking in the wounded goblins being tended to by Mira, the charred barricades Kaeli had built, and the bloodstained spear Rynne carried as she barked final orders to the remaining warriors. The camp itself hadn't received much damage at all, save for some minor ones left by the beasts that had managed to break through before being hunted down right after.

"We did it," Zarra said, appearing beside him with her bow slung over her shoulder and her twin daggers sheathed. Her eyes held both exhaustion and satisfaction. "I don't know how, but we did it."

Lance nodded, though the weight of the battle still pressed heavily on his shoulders. "We won," he said, his voice steady. "But it wasn't easy."

Looking at the wounded, Lance could easily heal them all, but he chose not to following something that happened previously.

A Hard-Fought Victory