Supreme Harem God System

'This is much different than what I expected.'

Nux muttered as he stepped out of the Cosmocraft, landing on the metallic platform with a soft thud. As he straightened his back, he took in his surroundings, his gaze calm but observant. He quickly stored the Cosmocraft in his storage ring and then started observing his surroundings.

Nexus was unlike anything he'd seen before. The air was filled with a new type of energy he had never sensed before.

It wasn't just the energy itself, Nexus itself was something far different than the worlds he had been to so far.

Towers of dark alloy gleamed under a strange source of light that looked like a sun, stretching into the skies like monstrous spikes. Neon lights flickered at the base of the massive structures, casting an ever-changing kaleidoscope of colours over the metallic streets below.

Unlike Yrniel, which carried a sense of ancient mystery and natural energy, Nexus exuded an industrial edge, a bustling hub of commerce, battle-worn technology, and power trading.

Mercenary banners could be seen all around the walkways, insignias from different worlds proudly displayed on every corner.

As he watched, a convoy of armoured vehicles rumbled past, each covered in alien symbols and scars from previous missions.

Yes, vehicles.

Although not exactly similar, but these vehicles Nux saw definitely made him recall the cars and tanks he saw back on Earth. This is what made him realize that he wasn't in some backward place that still uses carriages, faster vehicles existed here and the air was filled with the mingling scents of machinery, oil, and something distinctly metallic.

Of course, this alone wasn't something that would surprise him, he had long expected to see a few recreations of Earthly designs.

Honestly, even back in Yrniel, the Dwarves easily had the ability to create such vehicles, they just didn't feel the need to.

the shorties were

crowd around him, his eyes burning with curiosity. Mercenaries of every imaginable

massive, muscular beings with skin-like scales, glistening and hard as steel. Others were sleek and

caught his eye, a giant clad in heavy armour that looked like it was fused to his body, with a mouth of tusks and eyes that

a group of mercenaries with elongated, fox-like features and sleek, metallic tails were bartering with a vendor selling strange weapons that hummed with a peculiar dark

they communicated in a language that sounded like a whisper in the wind. One creature turned toward him, its slit eyes assessing before

them for a while before his continued to walk, his steps slow and deliberate

holographic display, advertising 'Prime Contracts' available to those deemed worthy. Nux's eyes briefly scanned the offers: high-stakes missions

one corner, a trio of heavily armoured figures whispered to each other, each casting wary glances at the other mercenaries around them, as if at any moment they might

as he did that,

guests every day. Mercenaries returning from their missions, mercenaries looking for new missions, new mercenaries who just started their journey, all

coming to this place shouldn't attract a lot

Nux was different.

of Nexus could

with swagger and battle-worn pride. Here, every newcomer carried a sense of hunger, ambition, or desperation, but Nux moved

his Aura to flaunt his power, he didn't need to. He had absolute confidence in himself, and it

because of that, Nux

turned, some curious, some calculating, others with a gleam

hardened mercenaries of Nexus, he was a newcomer to be measured and tested, a potential competitor in a realm

calm, unassuming confidence, however, struck a nerve; it was a demeanour they weren't accustomed

armoured warrior with skin like cracked white stone. His tone was dismissive, but his gaze lingered on Nux as if