The Best Director - Chapter 295 - : Serenity Assembles

“For those who dare call themselves gods, I, Wen Ran, will crush their legacy beneath my feet. Even dogs are more honorable than those filthy bastards!”A feared Godslayer, who, due to betrayal, perished under the might of the heavens, having his world destroyed. Saved by a mysterious system, Wen Ran was granted a second chance at life but reincarnated in the body of a lowly slave. Hunted by the gods who sought his head, Wen Ran vowed to reclaim his title by showing heaven his vengeance as a 'God Slayer.'

This year, Chi Ye has not yet embarked on the journey, the Rockets are still the most terrifying organization in Kanto, Sakagi has made a lot of money, and Niijima’s Chaomeng is still doubting life.

This year, Gu Liu has not been able to find a way to capture Celebi.

This year, Shui Wutong and Chi Yansong were only the leaders of two fan clubs, worried about preaching.

This year, Dr. Damu has not yet produced a picture book…

This year, everything did not happen, but someone was born in this year!

Someone: Excuse me! Don’t stop me from winning the championship! Otherwise, there is your good juice to eat!

(The world background of this book is mainly based on animation, but some content/relationships will be modified: Pokemon, Pokemon, Pokemon, Pokemon)

- Description from novelbuddy

Gon is the son of the duke of Hannan, but he has one problem, he has no mana. This makes him the subject of mockery among everyone in the town.It seems this is his destiny, to be ridiculed until his death but while dealing with a scroll his grandma left him, Gon gets the harem system.Name:Level:Skills:Conquered women:Potential women:The system gives him a new life and guides him to become the most powerful mage but of course this comes with enemies who Gon has to fight.This book is rated 18 because it contains lots of lemonsThere's NTR, there might be yuri.

「Shimizu-san, you dyed your hair black.」「Ah, yes.」「Why did you dye it all of a sudden?」「Because…yesterday…」Shimizu-san, who sat next to me and had dyed her hair from blonde to black gradually lowered her voice, slightly blushed, and laid her face down on the desk.