He wrote it for himself.

A private diary no one was ever supposed to see.

Thousands of pages about a single man: Valerian Aureon, the Tyrant King who crushed empires and claimed every queen, princess, and saintess he met.

No hero could stop him. No husband could keep his wife. No goddess stayed pure.

It was pure fantasy, the kind a lonely guy types at 3 a.m. and never admits to.

Then one night he fell asleep… and woke up inside the story.

Now the diary is real.

Four hundred thousand soldiers wait outside his war tent.

Across the plain stands the unbreakable Great Xia Empire and its three-hundred-year-old virgin Heavenly Empress.

She doesn’t know it yet, but every word he wrote about her is about to come true, one slow, inevitable climax at a time.

This is the record of a man who became his own perfect monster.
Of thrones that burn, crowns that shatter, and proud women who swore they would die before kneeling, only to beg for the privilege.

He is the War God.

And the continent is his to write on with fire, blood, and seed.

Tags: R18 · Harem · Netori (MC steals only) · Overpowered MC · Slow Corruption · War Conquest · Fantasy Empires · Explicit Scenes

The room smelled like cold noodles and regret.


I leaned back, cracked my neck, and stared at the last line I'd ever type in the old world.


When Great Xia falls, Heavenly Empress Li Yuelian will crawl naked through her burning palace just to kiss my boots. Then she'll beg, in front of what's left of her court, to spend the rest of eternity warming my bed.


One lonely guy's ridiculously detailed porn diary.


I added the real final sentence, soft as a whisper:


And I'll let her. Because I'm a generous god.


I didn't even stand up. Just let the chair spin once, closed my eyes, and waited for sleep.


Somewhere far away, thunder rolled across a plain that didn't exist yet.


Four hundred thousand voices answered it with a name that used to be fiction.


Then the world turned gold, and the diary wrote itself awake.


Prologue