The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie - Chapter 17 - : 017: Did Jiang Mei Ren get slapped in the face today?

Not everyone wants to live a life filled with fame, riches, glory, and honor. Some, just want the easy life. To live a life that simply plays itself over and over, with a hint of spice here and there.

There is an ugly beast that violates women in prison.

A treacherous beast that is feared and called a “Butcher”.

That’s me.

I was once a human but now I can’t even remember my own name.

I can’t speak, and I don’t understand a word they say.

It is in this deep loneliness that I am pouring my essence into the women everyday.

I pour my burning rage into them.

Over and over again, until they conceive.

From morning till night. Until the women’s souls withered.

To show them that I’m an excellent stallion and an obedient domestic animal.

But my soul has not perished yet.

I will break free from this prison soon. And when I do, it will be your last.

Every human who betrayed me, every demon who altered me, I will trample down like an ant.

And it won’t stop until I’m satisfied.

The dawn of the beast is near.

Alexander is a top tycoon in America, with countless wealth under his name. Unfortunately, he is already 90 years old this year, and his life is coming to an end.

However, just as he was prepared to face death calmly, a system descended upon him and assigned him a mission: to establish a massive harem.

Alexander said, “At this point in my life, the only thing hard in my body is my bones. Some abilities haven't been used for decades.”

System replied, “No problem, this is a magical blue pill. After taking it, you will have amazing power!”

Alexander said, “In that case, I won't be polite!”

Please note that this is a harem-type novel, where the MC will build an incredibly large harem team, and this will become the goal of his life-long struggle.

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