DoomsdayKid

Don’t have looks? Don’t have money? A complete nobody? Fear not!

Because you’re definitely doing better than Dante!

After reincarnating in a pathetic mine infested with goblins and a spider the size of a wagon, Dante discovers he has one thing no one else in this magical world does: shamelessness — and a lot of creativity!

Armed with intelligence, strategy, an RPG system, and a kind of charisma anyone can fake, Dante is determined to level up, earn respect, and rule the world!

Win at life and overcome every twist — even if the whole world thinks you’re the ugliest thing alive!

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This story is about a badass guy who ended up dying tragically and being reincarnated in a magical world to become a better person.

This doesn't necessarily mean he'll become a better person. In fact, you'll see him use absurd strategies to gain fame and notoriety.

The character has completely bizarre and even comical attitudes, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. Quite the opposite.

In this story, you will find a harem — as the title suggests — lots of adventure and as the story develops, you'll see a kingdom system. The focus will be on the context within the world and on the people (worldbuilding).

It's a story focused on a guy who wants to do well in life and HOW he's going to achieve that (even though he's ugly).

The unique part of the story is that, technically, you can apply some of the lessons from the story yourself. Of course, keeping in mind that it's a fantasy.

But nothing the protagonist did is impossible to apply (I'm living proof of that). 

That said, happy reading.

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[2-3 chapters per day]

How to Get Girls, Get Rich, and Rule the World (Even If You're Ugly)

I came back with the same caution. The hallway felt shorter now, like it wanted to spit me out.

I found Thalia again, pressed against the wall, her body slightly tilted like someone disguising interest with boredom. The woman was still staring at her, like she was passively waiting.

"Well?" Thalia whispered, without moving her lips.

"They're not hiding a ritual. They're hiding an entire operation."

"Trafficking. Memories, relics, formulas, forged seals. And coordination. Everything runs like clockwork. And the worst part?"

And before we could say anything else...

Her shadow didn't move. Her chest didn't rise. But something in the air trembled.

And then—she lifted her head. Fast. Straight at me.

She didn't blink. Didn't hesitate. Just opened her mouth.

How to Decode a Hoard of Forbidden Things (6)