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

The goblin city was alive with celebration. Lanterns made of animal hides and metal hung from every corner. Stalls lined the streets, converging towards the centre of the village, filled with roasted meats, colorful fruits, and Mira's carefully brewed tonics that promised to refresh even the weariest of them all. She had learned quite a bit from the orcs and beastkin concerning the art of brewing, particularly ale and wine using fruits. Naturally, it made more sense to explore the wine part.

Laughter and music filled the air as goblins danced in the main square, their joy contagious. The sound of musical claps and stomps mixed with rhythmic chants echoed throughout the settlement, creating an atmosphere that was equal parts wild and harmonious.

The goblins' celebration wasn't just for their growing prosperity, it was a testament to how far they'd come.

A Year’s Progress