End of the World, pretty standard right? I mean, in stories at least. Never expect it to happen to you, you know? Still, those stories must have had some idea to them! Sure enough, thrown to the wolves of cosmic oblivion, a God stepped out and let me survive, handed me some pretty sweet options too before plopping me in a brand new fancy world as an apology for destroying the last one! I know me, I ain't aiming for the stars, but with an option like this? You can't not try to see what you can do now, right? There's.... Just one little problem. You know how I said they destroyed my world? Yeah. Thing is? I'm not a Chosen One. They Choose more than just little old me. Two? Three? Ten? Ha! Nah. Try some four hundred thousand. It's going to be a bumpy ride. *** Notes: Fanfiction of : "What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?" by Draekai made with permission. Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter.