Harem God System

Chapter 1 – The Fall Before the Rise

The rain was merciless. Nathan Kane stood in it like a forgotten soul, head bowed, drenched to the bone. The city moved around him—neon lights flickered, cars splashed through puddles, and people rushed by with umbrellas. None noticed the man on the corner who had just lost everything.

An hour ago, he had a girlfriend. An apartment. A shitty job at a tech support desk.

Now? He had nothing.

He hadn’t screamed when he found them. Her legs wrapped around his boss’s waist, moaning like she never had for him. On their kitchen counter. She hadn’t even stopped when he walked in. She just smirked at him over her shoulder.

“I need a man, Nathan. Not a boy with dreams and a limp dick.”

Her words kept echoing in his skull. They burned worse than the humiliation. She’d been his everything, and she tossed him away like trash.

He wandered the streets aimlessly, wallet empty, phone dead. No one to call. Nowhere to go.

He ducked into a narrow alley between two old buildings to escape the cold wind. The air was thick with the stench of garbage and piss. His legs gave out and he collapsed against the wall, hugging himself.

“This can’t be my life…”

As the tears finally came, something pulsed beneath his skin. A low hum. Like a tuning fork vibrating inside his bones. He clutched his head as blinding pain split through his temples.

Then the voice came.

[System initializing...]
[Harem God System Found Compatible Host]
[Syncing Consciousness: 12%... 37%... 81%... Complete]
[Welcome, Nathan Kane. Your path of domination begins now.]

His eyes snapped open. A faint, golden interface hovered in the air in front of him—clear as a screen, glowing with cryptic text and runes. He blinked. The hallucination didn’t vanish.

“What the…?”

To rise in this world, you must conquer it piece by piece... flesh by flesh. This is your gift. And your curse. Accept it, and the world becomes yours to take.

Nathan tried to stand but stumbled. A warm, almost electric heat surged through his limbs. His cock, limp and lifeless all day, pulsed awake like a beast unchained. The veins throbbed, engorged. Every nerve in his body buzzed.

Then the alley shimmered.

From the shadows, she stepped forward—a woman unlike any he’d ever seen. Pale skin that glowed faintly, crimson eyes, black hair cascading like silk. She was naked. Utterly, obscenely naked.

But not human.

[Shadow Lust Avatar Initiated - Level 0]
[Purpose: Trigger Host’s First Awakening]
[Harvesting Begins]

She straddled him without a word, lips brushing his as her hips sank. Her pussy swallowed his cock like it had been made for him. Hot. Wet. Unforgiving.

Nathan gasped. The pleasure hit like a truck. Not just carnal—it was power. With every stroke of her hips, something inside him unfurled. A locked door burst open. His instincts roared to life.

“F-Fuck…”

The Lust Avatar moaned, riding him harder, faster. The wet slap of skin echoed through the alley. Her nails dug into his chest as she leaned down and whispered into his ear:

“Take it. Own it. Claim your power through me.”

He gripped her hips, the desperation vanishing, replaced with primal hunger. He thrust upward, matching her rhythm. Her breasts bounced in his face, her moans loud and erotic. His balls tightened.

[Orgasm Detected – System Triggering Energy Transfer]
[First Harvest: 13,219 Lust Energy Units]
[Harem God Rank: Initiated. Level 1 Achieved.]

Nathan exploded inside her, roaring, every drop of his rage, frustration, and humiliation pouring out in thick, hot spurts. The Avatar arched and vanished in a flash of dark light, absorbed into his body.

He collapsed back, panting, eyes wide.

The pain was gone.

His mind was clear.

And on the glowing screen hovering above his hand, his new path was written in gold:

[Objectives: Corrupt. Conquer. Cultivate.]
[Target List Unlocked – Tier 1: The Cheating Bitch]
[Reward: System Skill – Orgasm Control, Passive Libido Boost, Charm Aura I]
[Mission 1: Reclaim what was taken. Break her.]

Nathan’s lips curled into a slow, dark smile.

He wasn’t weak anymore.

He wasn’t broken.

The world had fucked him—and now, he was going to fuck it right back.