It was not like a normal system. It was not about being a hero. It was not about saving people.
It was not about fighting for justice. It was simple and dirty. The job was only one. He had to steal the women who were meant to belong to the Heroes of this world.
All the girls, all the love interests, all the ones who would normally become the harem of the main character… he had to take them.
That was the main quest. There would also be sub-quests.
Small things that would help him on the way to snatching them. If he succeeded, he would get growth rewards. Power. Skills. Items. Levels.
Yes, he could still kill monsters and humans and other living things. That would give him levels too.
But it would be slow. Like walking on one leg. The real growth, the fast growth, the strong growth, that only came from taking girls away from the main character.
The system began to explain everything to Liu Yang.
It told him that the goddess hated him. Her name was Mu Yao, the Goddess of Creation. This whole world, Theodore, was her work.
At first she only made humans, because in her eyes they were already perfect.
But there was another god, Cang Ming. He looked at Mu Yao's world and said it was too simple.
A world cannot live with only one race. It needs difference. Different minds, different thoughts, different ideas. Only then can balance exist.
Like how grass is eaten by deer, and deer are hunted by tigers. Like how light means nothing without darkness. That was what Cang Ming believed.
So he created other races. Demons, orcs, ogres, wolves, slimes, goblins… all of them. On the top he placed dragons, and above even them, the Demon King.
But Mu Yao hated his work. She struck him down and banished him into endless darkness where no light could ever reach.
She banished him to his own world the eternal darkness.
Then she turned her hate on his creations. To erase them, she needed something stronger than even the Demon King. She needed a Hero.
That was why she searched for souls from other worlds. She refused to sacrifice the humans she created, so she reached outside. She pulled in people like Liu Yang, outsiders, to fight and die as Heroes in Theodore.
But there was another reason she hated Liu Yang. The summon was random. She did not choose him.
When she saw his ugly face, his fat body, and the perverted look in his eyes, her heart filled with disgust.
Mu Yao loved beauty, loved her "perfect" humans. She could not stand anything ugly. That was why she looked down on him, hated him, and called him pathetic the moment he appeared before her.
The system took a small pause. The glowing letters froze for a moment, then continued, explaining the power of the Harem Snatcher System.
It told him that the Heroes and the humans of this world hated the other races to their very core.
They praised Mu Yao like crazy, like she was the only thing worth living for. And under her blessing, they hunted every other race.
She had given humans the power to level up. Not by training, not by study, but by killing. Every time they killed another race, they grew stronger.
She set it up like that on purpose, so the greed of power would burn hotter in their hearts. So that even if a human felt pity for another race, even if they wanted to spare them, the hunger for strength would not let them stop.
Greed would rule them. Greed to kill. Greed to level up. And sympathy would die. That was her design.
But the system said if Liu Yang followed a different path—if he did the dirty work, if he stole the harems meant for the Hero—he would become strong.
Stronger than the Goddess. Stronger than the Heroes. Stronger than the world itself.
Liu Yang sat there, his mouth open wide. His hands hung in the air like they forgot how to move.
And then he realized it. The motive of the Harem Snatcher System. Why the System Admin gave it to him. It wasn't just for fun. It was revenge.
Every beautiful creation the Hero was meant to get, Liu Yang would take it. Every woman, every treasure, every shining prize the Hero claimed—stolen.
The Hero would suffer, watching it all ripped away, while Liu Yang grew stronger in a way no human ever could.
He was shaking now. His chest rose and fell fast. His lips trembled. His voice came out low, broken, almost scared to even leave his mouth.
[So, are you ready to die?]
[And be reborn like a phoenix.]
[A gentle reminder: phoenix exist too in this world.]
Liu Yang blinked. His mouth wide open. His lips moved but no sound came at first. Then he shouted, "Wait… wait, wait! Why add that last part?! Are you trying to scare me or inspire me?! Or are you just showing off your animal knowledge?!"
He could almost imagine the system voice clearing its throat, like some boring teacher giving extra useless information at the end of class, while students begged to go home.
The glowing words didn't care. They just floated there, bright and smug, right in front of his face.