By The Sloth of Bangkok

In the world of Acceltra, the birds are singing, the nations bicker and the ancient Lords, birthed from the Void and peppered throughout time and space, are gearing for a showdown—the Theomachy. Meet Ciel, the Lord in name only. Unlike other Lords who have prep-works, tanks of faith to spend, and inhumanity. Ciel got only one weapon to rise to the challenge. Unity Lord Authority—the symbiotic contract for his lovers/co-conspirators/partner-in-crime (with limited seat available) To triumph in the coming storm, Ciel must seduce/deal/romance with powerful girls (plural, because one will surely not be enough) and assemble the greatest battle harem in all Acceltra. Hopefully, the band of quirky women who may or may not hate each other can unite long enough to guarantee their survival (Ciel’s hip might not survive, though). Welcome to United(?) We Stand