Trapped in a Secret Marriage with a Dangerous Billionaire - Chapter 212: A Different Breed

In 2077, the gods sent potential successors across the cosmos to Earth for the God Trial. The result: the apocalypse and the rise of history’s most unlikely Harem God candidate.

Leon Traxler was a sociopath that faked his emotions and had a phobia of using women for sexual desires. Yet he chose the power to build an overpowered harem because finding strong, loyal companions during the apocalypse was unlikely.

It was a calculated decision, but he got something he hadn’t bargained for.

Emotions.

With a power that leveled him up through emotional milestones and a system that made him feel them for members, he quickly amassed power and decided that the apocalypse was a blast.

Driven by a desire to make his violent yanderes happy, a love for animal ears on women, and a narcissistic wet dream to be the only man on earth, he decided to partake in the God Trial.

His strategy? To raise an army of women, build a city for his harem, and start a cultured civilization that would naturally end when he died.

Join Leon as he becomes a celebrity on god social media, rises to power on earth, and lives life as a playboy in the apocalypse.

Our straight (?) bottom woke up ten years into the future and found himself on the bed of his childhood friend… At the start, the bottom was shocked to his very bones, but he soon quickly accepted this premise and found the whole situation to be rather amusing. Precisely then, the bottom once again went back to his timeline — back to when he and the top were just platonic childhood friends.

Landmines include but are not limited to: Sweet & naive bottom, a president story, logic is dead, slow-progressing romance, the protagonist’s name has too many character strokes, the names are hard to pronounce, too many gay characters…

- Description from novelupdates

(Warning!!! This book will handle mature themes like trauma and mental breakdowns)Fate chose him.Betrayal destroyed him.But vengeance drives him.A young man awakens in the body of the Chosen Hero from his favorite novel— only to discover that everything he believed was a lie. The prophecies were fabricated, the legends twisted, and the so-called “hero’s journey” was nothing more than a stage play orchestrated to create a god. He was never destined to save the world; he was destined to be sacrificed.But death does not hold him. When he rises again, it is not as a savior, but as an avenger. With knowledge of the story’s deceit and a system built from his past life as a programmer, he forges his own path— one dedicated not to fulfilling destiny, but to breaking it.Now, in a realm where gods gamble with lives and heroes are bred as lambs for slaughter, he sets his eyes on the one who stole everything from him and climb to the level where gods watch man. And he will stop at nothing— no matter how dark the road— until he destroys the puppeteer pulling the strings.This is not a tale of chosen glory.This is the tale of the forgotten one, who will rise to oppose the gods.(A.N: There will be no harem, no smut, no senseless romance or info dumping. The story will be character driven and at times dark, so heads up. Gifting the books supports the author and encourages more chapter release. You can air all your grievances on the book in the comment sections. Let's be kind and caring to other readers. Also follow my discord for early updates on arcs, volumes and future projects.)10 - 24 chapters will be released per week.1 Dragon=5 extra chaptersDiscord: https://discord.gg/WkAGUfUUw8

The first time I realized that I ‘couldn’t die’ was during a practical training exercise in my third year as a hero cadet.A beast suddenly leaped out of the bushes and tore into my neck.‘How did I come back to life?’Yes, I came back to life. I didn’t die.And now, after hundreds, even thousands of years, I was still alive. Only I had survived.“But now… it’s finally over.”After wandering for millennia, I thought I could finally put an end to this long existence…“Dale! Dale Han! How dare you sleep during my class? You’ve got some nerve, don’t you?”“…Huh?”But what awaited me at the end of my long existence wasn’t a period, but a repeat sign.