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Mundane Ascension: Quests of Lust and Ruin

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**Warning:** This book is pure, unfiltered spice. Explicit. Filthy. Addictive. If you blush easily, run. If you want to feel every thrust, every moan, every squirting climax… turn the page. Elvis Rick was just another overworked, ridiculously hot New Yorker, six-foot-tall, lean muscle, killer smile, and zero fucks left to give, until a glowing blue system ripped him out of his Manhattan cubicle and dumped him buck-naked into the fantasy kingdom of Elyria. Now the only way to survive is to complete the most depraved “Mudane Ascension” quests imaginable. **“Make her soak the sheets.”** **“Fuck your elf maid senseless in doggy style until she screams.”** **“Tie up the spoiled noblewoman, edge her for hours, then make her squirt so hard she forgets her own title.”** Every orgasm he wrings out, missionary, BDSM, rough, sweet, male or female, levels him up with god-tier strength, enchanted gear, political power, and raw magic that makes kings tremble. Sex isn’t just fun anymore. It’s currency. It’s survival. It’s the ultimate power. But the system is a double-edged blade. Every high-level climax sends shockwaves across the continent. Assassins creep from the shadows. A jealous Collector hunts system users like Elvis to cage them forever. A mysterious Watcher stirs in the void, growing angrier with every forbidden moan. Nobles scheme to weaponize him. His growing harem, possessive elf maid Lia, addicted redhead noble Zara, deadly assassin Nyx, and a dozen more craves him so fiercely they’ll kill to keep him. Elvis thought isekai meant swinging a sword and slaying dragons. Instead he’s conquering an entire world one dripping, gasping, body-shaking orgasm at a time. Friends become lovers. Lovers become obsessed. And the more pleasure he gives… the closer the danger gets. In a land where pleasure is power and every quest paints a bigger target on his back, can Elvis become the ultimate **Survival Guru** or will the next mind-blowing fuck be his last? Welcome to Elyria, baby. Try not to come too fast.
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