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The Conquerors Path

Love, lust, and desire... Austin didn't know much about all that in his past life, for he was average in all aspects of his life. A guy who took psychology and math to learn because he couldn't get into biology, the only exciting thing about him being the fact that when he died, he ended up in his favorite eroge game with the task of getting the girls and making the protagonist a loner. Love, like manipulation or time in hell... That was his choice from the God Of Games... The beautiful girls of tsunderes, the sadist, the masochist, the kuudere, and the...yandere, and more. A world with living, breathing women of high status and power who don't like to share... So what happens when Austin goes behind them?... What happens when the Gods that feel nothing feel for him? What happens when he becomes the gigolo of the Gods?... Well, come and find out as he tried to survive among all the crazy women that exist... [There will be a lot of sex scenes, but it might only start after about 60 or so chapters.] (Note: Hey, first of all, this is not a fanfiction! It's true that the beginning of the story and some parts resemble some novels, but none of the characters are related to others from the novel. Also, the story flow will become completely different later!! Again, not a fanfic! The image does not belong to me; if the creator wants to remove it, message me.) My Discord: https://discord.gg/XyYvJ389mg

Chaosking · Fantasy
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Chapter 471-Helping A Princess In Need Is Indeed a Good Deed.

Leaving behind the sullen Carmel, I went towards the more occupied part of the club, several different members coming into my sight as they gazed at me. Their respect for me was sky-high, especially after my amazing performance of leading the war and possibly saving their lives, although technically I didn't.

Walking towards the various groups, I could feel the weight of their gazes on me, their eyes filled with awe and admiration. It was a humbling experience, knowing that I had earned their respect not only as a disciple of Empress Eleanor but also as a skilled archer in my own right. The Archery Club was a place where camaraderie and shared passion flourished, and I was determined to embrace that sense of community.