Ultimate Charm System
Catching my girlfriend of four years on all fours while some guy slammed into her from behind as she screamed 'harder' was not exactly the sight I ever expected to walk in on.
My heart didn’t just break; it hollowed out. I drank myself stupid trying to numb it, but alcohol never really does the job. Then, like an idiot, I drove home drunk and ended up crashing straight into a truck.
On the brink of death, a wickedly sexy demon appeared. She offered to save me and grant me power, so long as I gave her one thing in return: entertainment.
Next thing I know, I’ve been blessed with a Charm skill. And as it levels up, life gets… chaotic.
Suddenly I’m being chased by all kinds of women—college professors, thirsty single moms, even high-class cougars with more money than morals.
As I climb the social ladder and build real influence, one goal stays burning in my chest: to serve the girl who betrayed me a cold, delicious revenge she’ll never forget.
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Chapter: 180. Off script The scene on the massive LED screens shifted. A student playing the corrupt Minister stood atop a podium, his gold-trimmed mask catching the afternoon light as he raised a vintage glass. "To our partners," he toasted, his voice echoing with practiced arrogance. As the background actors paired off, Mark and Neko were left isolated in the center of the frame—two predators in a room full of prey. Their eyes locked behind their masks. They didn't know each other’s secret identities, but the script demanded they become a unit. Mark reached out, pulling Neko into a protective embrace just as the heavy double doors of the set were kicked open."INTRUDERS!" Izumi’s voice shrieked. She looked frantic on camera, leveling her prop weapon at the crowd. "We found the bodies! Agent Twilight is in the building! Lock the doors! No one leaves until every face is bared!"The "guests" erupted into a choreographed panic. On the giant screens, the audience watc
Last Updated: 2026-05-01
Chapter: 179. The Play Begins{Two Days Ago: Sunday Evening}**Third Person POV**At the Simpson Estate in Westgate, Enny sat alone on a garden chair in the sprawling backyard. She watched the last embers of twilight fade as the darkness claimed the sky, stars beginning to lit overhead.She checked her watch, her leg tapping a restless rhythm against the lush lawn. Her patience was thin, and it was fraying by the second.Finally, the sound of muffled footsteps approached. A small, slight figure emerged from the shadows. Enny didn't wait for a greeting; she immediately scowled."You’re late.""My apologies. I had a minor complication during my previous contract," Neko replied, her voice a flat, neutral calm. She stepped into the light and sat across from Enny. Her hands were stained in crimson and wet with unmistakable blood. "The target was more resilient than anticipated. He put up a fight, but I took care of it."Enny rolled her eyes, a look o
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Chapter: 178. Operation: Crimson ToastAn hour and a half. That’s how long it took for the makeup team to tint my hair to that specific shade of dull blonde. I’d fought them on it for the first forty minutes, but eventually, I just sighed and went with a "fuck it, let’s do this" attitude. Now, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and for a second, I didn't recognize the man staring back.If they ever made a live-action Spy x Family, the producers could stop searching. I was the perfect fit. My natural blue eyes already matched the character’s piercing gaze, but with my now blonde hair neatly combed back and my height filling out the silhouette, the resemblance was uncanny. The green three-piece suit hugged my body nicely. It felt broad at the shoulders and tapered at the waist. My jawline looked sharp enough to cut glass, and the straight bridge of my nose added that touch of aristocratic coldness Loid was famous for.I adjusted the red tie, tucking a small, silver lapel pin onto my collar. I looked polishe
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Chapter: 177.Clarice offered to drive me to the Academy, but I turned her down. A morning walk was exactly what I needed to clear my head, and her house which we’d spent the night in wasn't far from campus anyway. I stepped out into the crisp morning air wearing a navy Jordan tracksuit I’d borrowed—okay, stolen—from Steve's wardrobe. It was a little chilly, but the fleece kept the bite off, and my sneakers felt light on the pavement. The streets of Astras were just waking up. Small vendors were beginning to hoist their shutters and arrange their stalls as the first rays of the sun crested the horizon. As I passed through the market district, I noticed a pair of men freeze the moment they saw me. Simultaneously, they snapped into deep, respectful bows."Good morning, Master!" they chirped in unison.I squinted, slowing my pace. It took a second for the facial recognition to kick in. "Oh... wait. You’re the guys who were hassling those female middle schoolers the other day. Draco’s little slum-thu
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Chapter: 176. Mid Tier Items{Next Day...}{Mark’s POV}[Ding! You have successfully demonstrated Dominance in Cuckoldry.][+68 EXP gained.][Congratulations! You have reached Level 50!][Mid-Tier Store Items and Advanced Features have been unlocked.]The notifications flashed across my vision immediately after a final, wild round with Evelyn. She lay there, her red hair messy, totally spent and panting against the pillows—a rare sight, considering her nature was usually insatiable. I climbed out of the bed, my flaccid cock dangling between my thighs, satisfied. I began gathering my clothes, which were scattered like confetti across the bedroom floor and covering myself. "Well... guys, I’m heading to the next room," I said. I knew exactly what Steve liked to do after I was finished with his wife, and I wasn't interested in sticking around to watch him "clean up" the aftermath."Alright, Mark. See ya!" Steve replied with a broad, genuine grin. H
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Chapter: 175. Secrets of the painting Earlier... (The Brisco Estate)After spending hours meticulously studying the portrait of Maerten Soolmans, Ben finally stepped forward. He carried the painting with practiced care, placing it on the table before Lilith and her parents.Lilith’s father, James Brisco, looked up at the butler. "So... how did it go?"Ben sat down, his gaze fixed on the table. "I have good news and bad news.""Start with the good," Lilith interrupted immediately."The portrait is an original.""And the bad news?""It’s the 'Anchor', not the 'Signal," Ben explained.James ran a hand through his vibrant hair, a look of frustration crossing his face. "The Anchor, huh? Well, I didn’t expect it to be easy to find the Signal. That bastard Michael and Darren must have hidden it well."Lilith looked down, her fingers fidgeting at the mention of Darren—Alice’s late uncle and a man the Briscos considered a mortal enemy. The guilt of
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The Scumbag’s Second Life
Malvin was born with a life of privilege. He had everything: wealth, status, and good looks.
Yet, instead of enjoying a luxurious life, he felt hollow. A life without ambition had no meaning to it. If anything, it was boring.
The only thing he did to keep himself entertained was sleep around with women, regardless of whether they were married or not.
But one day, his recklessness led to his demise, killed by a husband who caught him in bed with his wife. A fitting death, given his scumbag ways.
But that wasn't the end. Fate had other plans for him.
Reborn into a world of reapers, Malvin starts from scratch. Orphaned at birth, he must carve his own path, survive, and grow stronger.
His goal? become the ultimate scumbag who wouldn't get himself killed by angry husbands.
But there's a slight problem. He's a half-human, half-reaper abomination, born to die.
His existence destabilizes the world, and he's spared only to be used as a weapon.
Caught up in a world where Reapers wage a never-ending war against Soul Witches –monstrous beings that ravage realms and devour human souls - would he really become the weapon they desperately need to turn the tides, or will he be their Destroyer?
Read on to find out.
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MC is a total scumbag. Be warned.
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Chapter: 15. Time for judgment!As the first round of entrance exams commenced within the small huts at the coliseum's center, the participants' inner experiences were projected onto massive, hovering screens. High above the stage, these displays allowed the roaring spectators to cheer for their favorites in real-time.Azra sat in the stands with one leg crossed over the other, dressed in gray shorts and a matching crop top that left her navel exposed. She signaled to a vendor who had emerged from a "standalone door", one of those magical thresholds that stood without a building, pushing a trolley of soft drinks."Hey... can I get one, please?" she muttered, fishing a bill from her bustier.The currency looked remarkably like Earth's US dollars, except the text across the top read: Death Notes.Accepting the cash, the vendor handed her a drink and continued on his way, hawking his wares to the rest of the crowd.Instructor Stein, seated in the VIP se
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Chapter: 14. First RoundThe Principal strode onto the colossal arena floor as tens of thousands of spectators leaned forward in anticipation. The coliseum roared with noise—shouts, laughter, wagers being made in hushed tones and reckless voices alike. She stopped at the very center. Then slowly crouched. Her palm pressed against the stone, and the ground answered to her power. A deep tremor rippled across the arena. Cracks spiderwebbed outward, and before the roaring crowd's eyes, small hut-like structures began clawing their way out of the earth itself—wooden frames raised on crude poles, walls woven from dried grass and bark. One after another, they rose until an entire ring of primitive rooms stood in the middle of the coliseum. The crowd exploded. Another group of instructors followed, each carrying a gray clay pot sealed with a lid. One pot was placed inside every hut. When the last was set down, they exited the stage in silence, principal Chloe taking the VIP seats to watch the mat
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Chapter: 13. Entrance exams"I suggest you refrain from any further scoundrelous behavior if you don't wish to find yourself on my bad side, young man," Principal Chloe muttered as she returned to her seat behind the desk, leaving Hazrad sprawled on the floor, groaning in pain. She slid open a drawer with practiced calm, retrieved a pair of eyeglasses lined with soft pink, and slipped them on. Hazrad's groans abruptly stopped. His eyes lit up. "Damn… even hotter in glasses." She gave him a death stare. He clamped his mouth shut instantly. Chloe folded her hands beneath her chin and leaned forward, her posture composed but predatory, eyes drilling into him. "You already know this, but I'll say it plainly. Unlike the other students, you do not have the luxury of wandering this academy carefree." Hazrad pushed himself upright with a grunt, rolled his shoulders, adjusted his crooked blazer, and flicked invisible dust from his sleeve. "Yeah, yeah. Spare me the lecture and get to the point, my lady."
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Chapter: 12. A successor A chubby man in a dark cloak, pointy shoes, and brightly colored socks that looked like they belonged to a circus – bowed on one knee outside a curtained room. From within came muffled sounds and different female moans that suggested the occupant was otherwise occupied, enjoying themselves in a threesome. "Master... I've come to report!" he muttered, his voice trembling. He knew better than to disturb his master mid-indulgence. The man behind the curtain didn't respond. Instead, his thrusts on the women he was fucking became harder, louder and more rough. The women's screams intensified, moaning on the top of their voices. Their sensual moans made the clown uncomfortable as it triggered his own sexual desires. But he knew better than to indulge such thoughts. His master's companions were strictly off-limits. Desperate to quell the rising boner in his pants, he forced himself to picture how his grandmother would look when naked. The mental image worked and almost instantly
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Chapter: 11. Fan of bullying As expected of a nobles' academy, students from all imaginable rich background flooded the entrance. Chariots glided across the paved courtyard, some drawn by unicorns, some by elegant stallions, and others by mystic beasts Hazrad had never even read about. The students climbing down from these lavish rides wore smug little smiles, basking in admiration from other nobles. There were no grand gates for entering the academy or any kind of dramatic archway, only a shimmering barrier and a small checkpoint room where each student was searched, identified, and confirmed before being permitted through. Such tight security… Hazrad muttered inwardly. He stepped off their chariot, still wide-eyed at everything around him, when the gasps from nearby students made him look up. His breath hitched that he nearly choked on his own saliva. Descending from the sky was a reindeer-drawn sleigh straight out of a holiday movie. Santa-style, complete with a trail of twinkling gold particles curl
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Chapter: 10. Umbra CityThe chariot glided down the mountain path with surprising grace, its wheels humming against the stone path.Hazrad leaned forward, eyes roaming eagerly across the landscape as if he were trying to memorize every inch of it.They crossed an arched bridge, and beneath it stretched an endless river, its surface shimmering in shifting colors like a rippling rainbow."What's this river, lady?" Hazrad asked, craning his neck.Azra inhaled deeply, ready to scold him for "lady" again, but the question tugged out her wiser, older-sister mode. She folded her arms, eyelids narrowing in a dramatic sage-like fashion."This is the River of Woes. Though this is only a stream of the main body.""River of Woes?" Hazrad echoed, leaning so close he nearly toppled out. "Why's it called that? I didn't read anything about it in the book!""That's because we only had one history book at home, dummy." She rolled her eyes. "Stop pestering me. You'll learn all of this at the academy."Hazrad clasped his hands
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