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After our recent victory against Queen Titania’s forces, I thought my harem and I would get some time to relax. Maybe throw a few parties in my subspace and invite the finest from the Celestial and Infernal Academies. Turns out that the Beast of Revelation is on the loose, and it wants to eat the entire universe, starting with Hell itself. Someone needs to defeat the beast and put it back in its cage. And the Prince of Darkness has come to me for help.

The Phantom Sphere. It’s supposed to be a place of nothingness. It’s where the necromancers plotting to take over the world sent all the members of the Supernatural Agency. Now, my friends and I have stepped through a portal into the Phantom Sphere. What confronts us is something none of us could have expected. Saving the agents and bringing them back home is going to be harder that we thought.

It’s been four months since I defeated Ivan Grozny, King of the Nightlords. He ran off with his tail tucked between his legs, and no one has seen anything of the Nightlords since. The Dragon’s Hoard has not remained idle. Two of my mates are days away from giving birth to my children, and I’ve been slowly expanding and perfecting my base while hunting interlopers. I’m starting to think the Nightlords won’t be showing up again, but if there’s one thing about vampires, it’s that they’re hard to put down for good. Myself included.

The Shadow Nations man the Bronze Citadel. It’s going to take the combined might of the Mystocean Empire’s dragonmancers, the catmancers of Akrit, and the bearmancers of Vetrusca to bring them down. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll be joined by mancers from elsewhere in the world. But the Shadow Nations are not without their surprises, and a certain type of dragon could prove too difficult for even me, Mike Noctis the Dragon Breeder, to handle.

Only a month ago, I found out that I was a mage. Then the Agency that was meant to teach me magic up and disappeared. Thankfully, I've made some friends who can help me learn how to use my new abilities. But with the Agency gone, the supernatural monsters that were kept at bay are plaguing Portland. Protecting the mundane world from monsters has now fallen to me...and it means I'll need more allies. I'll gather them from among those who live under bridges, stalk at night, or howl at full moons.

I now have my own clan, made up of five shifters and one mage. If we’re going to grow stronger, I’ll need to start making fat stacks of cash...by hunting monsters.

If I'm to save the Universal Magic, I need to find them. What I need to do with them isn't exactly fit for public consumption, but it's fundamental to who I am as a Creation Mage. I just have to slip into the castle, disguised as a noble, and snatch four other Creation Mages. All while avoiding the eyes of the Queen and the Arcane Council.

Did I always believe in magic? Not until today. Sure, I had seen my mother's ghost, but I'd managed to rationalize that. It wasn't until I was taken to some strange museum in Oregon and inducted into a supernatural agency that I truly believed. Then, something happened to the agency, and I was one of the last mages left in America. Now, I have to learn my peculiar magic all by myself. Well, not entirely by myself. I have a few beautiful women and a disgraced mage genius to help me figure out why my powers are so unique.

After fighting a troll in a back alley, I found out the supernatural was real. Then I discovered I'm a dragon shifter. Soon after, I learned I'm also a mage. Turns out this combination is incredibly rare, and now everyone wants a piece of me. Being a dragon, there's only one thing I want to do: gather my hoard. Power. Magic. Women. Riches. It's all going to be mine.

In an expected turn of events, the Arcane Council has got us in their sights. Where do we run to except the Spectral Realm? Where spirits with unfinished business go to party. There, we hope to take refuge in the Stronghold of my late parents. Except knowledge of this Stronghold is lost. And only one woman can tells us where it is: a bloodthirsty and drop-dead gorgeous pirate by the name of Isobel Galeflint.

After spending time with the bearmancers of Vetrusca, I have a new mission. It will take me into the heart of a desert land with a new kind of mancer, where the people are ruled by the iron fist of a tyrant. If there's one thing I love, it's mancer women, and if there's one thing I hate, it's tyrants.

I’ve been dual enrolled in both the Celestial and Infernal Academies for a few weeks. Things are going as you might expect: lots of training, lots of learning, lots of late night sessions in my subspace with my girls. But this brief period of normalcy couldn’t last long.

I have two legendary weapons at my disposal: Anna the Scythe and Lyra the Snake Spear. If I'm going to face the Hollow Frog Guild and Guildmaster Ji, then I'll need more weapons. And that means I'll be making more women into cultivators.

Benjamin has discovered the ancient relic that is his dark lord's tower. Inside are many rooms with all he requires to rebuild his empire. He has found four wives to live within them, but he'll need many more if he wants to fill it with his offspring. To make matters more complicated, more towers like his own have sprung up in the north. The question of who controls them is one he will have to discover before too long...and there are two prisoners within his dungeon cells that have vital information.

Now that I've bonded with the mansion's dungeon core, I have a lot of work to do. Create new monsters. Build my dungeon. Prepare my team. And I have to do it all before the Technomancer comes for a visit. When he does, my mansion, my monster girls, and my creatures will be ready for him.

I was transported to a world of Cultivation and granted the power to make women into weapons. Women who were powerless before I came, but now they are capable of incredible magic. I won’t stop until my arsenal is a thousand strong and every other guild is beneath mine.

Turns out that being the only human candidate for the next Archlord of Hell means I'm kind of special. Sure, there are some good things (a whole lot of good things, if I'm honest), but now I'm attending not only one supernatural academy but two. Twice the classes. Twice the antics. Twice the women. Celestial Academy here we come.

When Benjamin's latest conquest revealed herself to be from another world, he couldn't believe it. But her crazy revelations didn't stop there. She said that Benjamin was the reincarnation of the Forgotten Ruler, a supreme being with an empire that once spanned an entire continent. Now, he's traveling to that fantasy world with one goal in mind: rebuilding his empire, one monstrous offspring at a time. Move over Sauron, Benjamin Davies is the next dark lord of fantasy.

I'm the new owner of a magical mansion. This mansion, well, it's not your typical building. It's a dungeon from another world, masquerading as just another private residence in the suburbs. It has enchanted rooms, can craft powerful items, build lethal traps, and produce incredible monsters. And it's my mission to protect and evolve its monstrous inhabitants.

A day ago, I merged with this dragon in a way that made me superhuman. And only a moment ago, I learned that I was a Dragon Breeder. Who said you couldn't juggle being a father to dragons while attending a military academy filled with beautiful dragonmancers?