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Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

After living a hopeless life and getting exploited to his breaking point for his unique powers, Mithras is diagnosed with a terminal illness, about to die a brutal death when he is murdered anyway by his boss for refusing to betray his sister. Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac, and now equipped with a lewd system, Mithras is determined to use this second chance to avenge his past grievances and breed his boss' slimthick mom with a million babies! But there are two problems: 1) He is now unkillable, but can only heal his injuries and sustain his immortality by drinking breast milk or love juice! 2) The System has not only turned his entire body into an aphrodisiac but also made his cum into a five-star delicacy that can not only improve the beauty of any woman he has sex with but also turn them into peerless warriors! "Mithras, we want your secret juice!" "Ok. But how much are you willing to pay for it?" [Ding! Ding! Ding!] [Hidden Quest...Bad Girls Become My Bitches...completed!] [Hidden Quest...I Don't Stuff For Free...completed!] Surrounded by beauties chasing after his secret juice, and persecuted by their greedy admirers, can Mithras protect his secrets and stay true to his past life's principles, or will he indulge in the temptation of his new powers, becoming the Harem God of a generation? Spoiler Alert: Of course, he will! (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorare, but a shit-ton of netori -- meaning that the mc steals other men's girls and crushes. It's also a lot more lighthearted than what I write usually. Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Demonic_Paradise · Fantasy
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Mithras, Protect Dat Ass!

The moment the blaze of blood-red flames swallowed him, Mithras entered a trance. The scenery changed the moment next, and he now stood in a cave of ruby-colored stones, with a diverse array of chipped weapons encrusted in the walls. 

In the distance, a large stone entrance engraved with ancient runes stood. Pieces of broken puppets crowding the steps as the thick scent of burning coal and molten lava poured out nonstop.

Intrigued by the odd setting, Mithras walked through the entrance, making his way into an arcane forge where clouds of steam and sparks billowed upwards. A tall and built man stood by the forge, dressed in the blood and gold of the House of Uriah. 

"Your Majesty?" Mithras asked in a puzzled tone. This man looked like a replica of the late king Gaiseric, albeit much younger. But how could that be? And where the hell was he? 

'Or could it be…Hell? Did I finally die for good? That'd suck so bad!'