The Warlord's Harem Breeds Titans

Ian Voss is the third son of a dead house. No gold. No army. No future. Just a crumbling manor, a pile of back taxes, and a reputation for being the kind of bastard you forget exists until he's standing over you with a shovel. Then he finds the cube. It's an Aether Relic. Old World tech. And it comes with a System that doesn't give a damn about honor, chivalry, or basic decency. The deal is simple: Conquer a woman completely. Body. Mind. Devotion. In exchange, summon a Titan. Not metaphors. Not spells. Actual Titans. Flesh-and-bone monsters the size of buildings. Each one with a personality of its own. Some are clever. Some are hungry. All of them call him Warlord and do exactly what he says. The value of the woman determines the monster. A barmaid? A three-meter ankle-biter. A duchess? Something that can level a city block with a scream. Ian looks at the empty pantry. He looks at the nobles who laughed at him. He looks at the empire that left his family to rot. Then he locks the door and gets to work. This isn't a redemption story. This is the rise of an empire built on bad decisions and very large monsters. And Ian Voss will not stop until the world kneels—or gets stepped on. #VillainMC #TitanSummoning #HaremConquest #EmpireBuilding #FastPaced #DarkComedy #RuthlessMC