Futanari System - Chapter 301: Governing thoughts

[Warning: Mature Content -- R18][Initializing System…][Welcome Player: Jaxon Sterling][New Identity: Jax Rayne – Extra Character][System Bound: God-Tier Lewd System][Core Functions Unlocked]→ Stats (Stamina | Charm | Resolve | Technique | Luck)→ Skills | Shop | Quests | Achievements | Titles→ Devotion Points (DP) as Main ResourceHe was Earth’s greatest gamer, Jaxon Sterling. Unstoppable in every match, but utterly bored of life.One night, after mocking his sister’s strange “reverse-harem” game, he tried it out… only to wake up inside it.Now, he isn’t the hero.He isn’t a rival.He’s just an extra.Worse, the world he’s dropped into is twisted:Women are powerful, men are treated like pets.Every duel decides not just pride, but property, money… even flesh.The heroines? All from insanely rich families, with influence across nations.But Jax has one advantage[God-Tier Lewd System Activated.]A system that turns lust, devotion, and conquest into power.Every kiss, every moan, every conquest earns him the strength to rewrite this broken game.Now his path is set:Survive Starlight Academy.Conquer prodigy heroines.Break the rules of Aeroria.And rise from extra… to legend.Content Tags→ Smut / R18+→ Harem, Comedy, Action→ Game-Elements / Stats / Quests→ Genius MC, Cold-Headed, No Beta moves→ Slightly towards Netori (Mc stealing well using others wife)→ No Yuri→ No Netorase / Yaoi / BL→ System + Worldbuilding Driven

The Earth mutated and an entire city disappeared from its original world! Su Yi arrived in the Different World strangely with the whole city, where demons ran amok, dynasty hegemony. There was no peace of modern civilization, only the law of jungle! Fortunately, his phone also changed... Gods, demons, monsters, Buddhas, fairies, etc., were all pulled into his mobile phone for his use! I am the king of demons, and I am the Lord of gods!

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”

After the soldiers’ mercenary group where he used to work had been utterly destroyed, Loren, who survived the disaster, decided to walk the adventurer’s path as a way to make a living. However, for Loren who had no acquaintances and nothing but an empty pocket on him, receiving a single quest seemed like a faraway aim. So, as he was contemplating about what he should do next, another adventurer called out to him.