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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

Nate moved through the city, his steps steady, his posture relaxed yet purposeful. The white robe with red patterns along the edges draped over his frame, making him appear as if he belonged among the city's elites. The fabric was smooth, far finer than what he had been wearing earlier. It fit him well, and most importantly, it allowed him to blend in.

Meanwhile, back in the alleyway where he had last been, a small crowd had gathered. Whispers filled the air as people pointed at the scene before them—a bruised and battered young man lay sprawled on the dusty ground naked. His chest rose and fell weakly, his face swollen beyond recognition. Blood had dried on his lips, and his right eye was nearly shut from the swelling.

The two guards that had been accompanying him were unconscious beside him, their weapons nowhere to be found.

Chapter 118 Joining The Competition