God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 151: Cherry Slip

An ineffable rebirth, taking advantage of a mystical magic cube that was produced from rebirthing to pass through various worlds(anime, novel, movie, games, etc), collecting whatever I want to obtain!

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Finding a strange orb, Jayden finds himself turning into a vampire. Strange quests start to appear in front of him, sending him to different worlds.

He finds himself playing different roles in different worlds, as he gets stronger and gets the most beautiful women from each world.

“ So, you want to save your son, impossible. The treason he committed can't be forgiven. ”

“ Please, *sob* I'm begging you. I'll do anything if you spare him. ”

Jayden looks at the breath-taking beauty kneeling in front of him, as a sly smile appears on his face.

“ Anything, you say. Then...”

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Using his mind control abilities, Jayden will become the richest, strongest vampire, and have lots of beautiful women in his harem.

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The night before we obtained our marriage certificate, I asked him, “When did you start to develop feelings for me?”

He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

“I’m very petty, and I get jealous very easily.”

“So am I.”

“I’m afraid I’m not worthy of you.”

“So am I.”

“I haven’t really dated, so I don’t know what love is.”

“I don’t know either.”

He held my hand gently, “But I know this. When I think about spending the rest of my life with you, I feel that my future is filled with hope.”

At 16, we used the same class desk, with less than 10cm between our arms. My peripheral vision was full of him.

At 26, I woke up in the morning, and saw the sunlight softly shining on his face. I thought, this is how I want to grow old – gradually, together, with him.

I guess this must be love.