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(Warning: Mature Content - R-18)
A group of college students ventures on what was meant to be a straightforward museum trip, only for their plane to crash on a mysterious, uncharted island. Stranded and desperate, they signal for rescue, but their calls go unanswered. As days turn into weeks, they confront a harrowing truth: they are utterly alone.

But the island has its own dark agenda. An eerie, seductive energy permeates the air, penetrating their very beings, igniting a fire of lust and desire that none can resist. This isn't just survival; it's an awakening to the most primal, carnal urges. Their bodies yearn with a hunger that's both terrifying and thrilling, their minds clouded by a relentless, dark passion.

The island bestows upon them not just survival skills but supernatural powers—fire, ice, telekinesis, immense strength. Yet, these gifts come with a sinister price. The island feeds on their darkest desires, their deepest lusts, amplifying them to monstrous proportions. 

Friendships dissolve into something far more intense, far more physical. Bonds are tested, broken, and reforged in the fires of lust. The island whispers temptations, urging them towards acts of unspeakable pleasure and sin. Every touch, every glance, is laced with a potent mix of seduction and corruption. Inhibitions shatter as they grapple with the choice to succumb to the dark ecstasy or to fight for what remains of their humanity.

Here, the real battle isn't against nature but against the evil within, a battle for their souls amidst the throes of passion. 

Can they resist the seductive pull of this malevolent paradise, or will they be consumed by their own dark desires?

Overpowered Mc
Character Development - Peak
[For the first vol(chapter 1-100) Mc is hero trying to save everyone but he changed when they betrayed him, protecting only those he care about now]

Odyssey Of Survival

A deep, guttural growl echoed through the darkness behind Nate, sending a bone-chilling shiver down his spine. The sound wasn't just menacing—it carried an unnatural weight, something that pressed against his very soul, making his instincts scream that whatever was coming for him was not meant to exist.

His breath hitched, his muscles tensed, and without hesitation, he turned on his heels and ran.

His footsteps barely made a sound against the strange, energy-infused ground, but no matter how fast he moved, the air behind him felt heavier, as if something monstrous was closing in with each passing second. The growling intensified, evolving into an eerie, distorted screech that sent violent tremors through the tunnel. The black lightning that had once crackled calmly now flared wildly, illuminating the tunnel in bursts of flickering darkness.

Whatever was chasing him—it was fast.

And then, in the blink of an eye, something flashed past him.

Chapter 107 Zoro's Army