God Will Fulfill Your Every Wish

First of all, he's kind of handsome, but he's not a very good person.

He has a terrible temper in private.

He had a history of physically abusing his girlfriends, but strangely, none of his ex-girlfriends chose to report it to the police.

Instead, she seemed to love him to death, completely forgiving his actions and continuing to pester him, wanting to get back together with him.

One could call it a coincidence, but the fact that so many people were in the same situation caught the attention of the Special Investigation Team.

The Investigation Team discovered during their investigation of his chatbots that he had financial dealings with multiple girls.

However, it wasn't him who gave them to those girls; rather, the girls eagerly offered them to him.

"Could he really be a Casanova?"

"Even a Casanova couldn't do this. And it's not just one or two, it's a dozen or so. I think it's more like they're possessed."

"Using a curse?"

"Poison?"

"He does seem quite unusual."

I just don't know what the connection is between him and that strange creature.

Did Drago become that eerie vengeful spirit, or does he possess some method to control the supernatural?

There's no time to lose.

After the Special Investigation Team made thorough preparations, they rushed at Drago without warning, tackled him to the ground, twisted his hands behind his back, and pressed a gun barrel against his head.

Drago, who had just stepped out of the school gate, was tackled to the ground before he could even react.

"Ouch! Who are you? What do you want to do to me? Help! Someone's robbing me!"

Drago had been yelling for help, but then something hit him on the back of the head.

"Don't move! Behave yourself!"

He immediately shut his mouth and became much more obedient.

With a snap, his hands were handcuffed behind his back, a black hood was put over his face, and several men forced him into a van.

The commotion attracted the attention of the security guards at the school gate.

He gripped the gun at his waist and jogged over, saying, "What are you doing? Let them go."

An investigator in plainclothes immediately stepped forward, showed an identification card, and said, "This is a special department matter."

The security guard was suspicious, but after glancing at the ID and finding it didn't seem fake, he didn't pay any more attention and watched the man get into his car and drive away.

Drago was led to a dark room.

He sat in an iron chair with his hands chained to his sides.

"Hey, who are you people? Why did you bring me here? Where is this?"

Is anyone home?

No matter how much he called out, no one answered him.

Drago began to have wild thoughts, wondering who exactly were the people who had captured him.

The methods used by those who arrested him are somewhat similar to those used by the authorities.

Could it be that his actions have been exposed?

Unfortunately, no one gave him an answer.

There is no light here, nothing at all.

He felt very uneasy spending long periods in enclosed, dark places.

He kept shouting inside, but perhaps realizing they wouldn't respond, and having neither eaten nor drunk anything, his strength and energy were completely exhausted.

He sat quietly and listlessly in the chair.

He didn't know how long he had been inside. Every time he wanted to sleep, someone would call his name and wake him up, like keeping a hawk awake.

Spending too much time in the dark and being unable to sleep, after several such incidents, his mind became extremely tense and weak.

Snap!

A large light above his head turned on.

It shone directly into his eyes.

Drago closed his eyes involuntarily, and only opened them after his eyes had adjusted to the light.

The door opened, and a person walked in and sat down opposite him.

Because of the headlights, Drago couldn't see the other person's expression or face clearly.

Drago was very nervous.

What's your name?

"Drago James."

Do you know why we captured you?

"Officer, I haven't committed a crime, have I?"

Drago still wanted to be stubborn.

The person on the other end said a string of names.

Drago shut his mouth; all those names were those of his ex-girlfriends whom he had dated and then broken up with.

"We have already sent people over to investigate."

"You're still in contact, after all, you're still receiving financial support from these girls."

Drago wanted to say that it was all voluntary on their part, and that he was only morally corrupt, not breaking any laws.

"Kid, it seems you don't know who we are."

"We are from the Special Investigation Team."

Special Investigation Team?

Drago's pupils contracted involuntarily.

"Kid, do you understand why we're looking for you?"

Drago's eyes were so bright from the light that he could barely open them.

He wasn't feeling well; his head was spinning, and his thinking was somewhat sluggish.

But the other party persisted in questioning him.

His memories were constantly being stimulated, and with the other party's interrogation carrying strong suggestive undertones, he couldn't help but fall into recollection.

He was a very good actor; at school, he often presented himself as an outgoing, generous, and gentlemanly person.

In reality, he has a very bad temper, is petty, has a strong desire for control, and is promiscuous and loves to seek thrills.

But no one could discover his true personality in private, not even those closest to him.

Drago had been enduring it all along because his parents had high moral standards and wouldn't like a son like that, so he pretended to be very good.

However, he had been pretending for too long, and his wicked personality became increasingly twisted, desperately needing an outlet for his anger.

So he started searching online to see if there were any like-minded people.

At first, he wanted to try finding casual sex partners online, but he gave up after hearing that it was easy to contract diseases.

One day, he accidentally clicked into a chat group. The people in the group were strange and eccentric, and it seemed to be a religious group that believed in some god.

The staff there were very enthusiastic, constantly telling him how great and omnipotent their god was.

Drago was an unbeliever; he scoffed at these things.

What god?

Are you suggesting he become a celibate missionary? Spare him; that would be worse than taking his life.

The manager, however, asked him what he wanted.

Drago thought: Anyway, it's online, no one will know me if I tell anyone.

So he replied, "I want a lot of beautiful women to fall in love with me, to love me so much they can't live without me."

The manager, however, said meaningfully, "Yes, as long as you believe in our God, God will grant you all your wishes."

Driven by curiosity and a certain expectation, Drago joined the organization called "Eternal Kingdom".

He performed several inexplicable tasks as instructed and received a sacred object bestowed by the gods.

And so, his long-held wish was fulfilled with ease.

Those girls fell madly in love with him and were willing to give everything for him.

No matter how Drago treats them, they will forgive him.