The Martial God who Regressed Back to Level 2 - Chapter 642:

Earth has been visited by the Embryeniel records, so the world and its habitants are pushed towards the path of evolution.Strange monsters only made up by imagination appeared everywhere and the world changed into a situation of either survival or death.Jon is a normal student in Palflic university, all he thought about was finishing his school safely and is faced with possibility of been abandoned by his parents, however little did he know about himself and what the world had in-store for him.Other worlds and universes, clans and sects, people and monsters stand in his way, will he prevail or succumb to the desires of others.

When Lucas was having drinks with his friends at a bar a strange girl approach him at a bar and asks Lucas some strange questions.

He didn't think much about that question I mean what could possibly a girl can do and just tell her his ideal world dream but he didn't have thought that by answering this questions, he's on his way down an insane rabbit hole.

But he awaken in a different world almost exactly like his own, but where he have the ability to freely use any woman as he wish for without anyone seeing it as anything other than completely normal, and where anyone will accept any word he say as a truth to be listened to.

Which leaves him only one in this world of casual free use: to become king.

[WARNING THIS IS AN EROTICA NOVEL MEANT FOR SPECIAL AUDIENCES]it will include harem, MC stealing girls, humiliation,bdsm and so on.It's really funny to be bored with your normal, partying but not having women you want,Well shit happens I got reincarnated as a prince with an incubus system abilities,I need to rule the world, just kidding fuck my way up to the top(Please I am not perfect, but promise to meet up with you taste.)

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.