Tower of debauchery.

You are a mage. You remained a virgin for 40 years and gained incredible powers. But you've gone further. You've dedicated yourself to studying these powers, achieved immortality, and, having lived for hundreds of years, increased your magical potential to the level of the divine. You've dedicated this time to exploring the depths of magic and the universe. You've mastered alchemy and millions of spells; you have mastered potions, magic, and control over minds and lives. You've discovered the existence of thousands of worlds where thousands of copies of the same people exist; you control time and even the world of consciousness. Any fictional characters from fairy tales and legends can come to life at your will. The time has come to use your incredible powers in the most productive way. To fuck whatever your imagination desires. Or to devote yourself to romance. (BOOOORING) You've rejuvenated your decrepit body, restoring your youthful and healthy appearance, holding off on experiments for now. You've found a wondrous world and built a tower worthy of you on a beautiful coastline. Now, you're free to do whatever you want. Fill this tower with a harem of slaves from your wildest fantasies. Or enchant them with magic or love potions, making them bow before you. Whatever you desire, it's within your power. You only need to describe precisely who and from which universe you wish to summon to your domain. After experimenting, you've realized that in an infinite number of worlds, the same personalities may differ slightly, and that the more precisely you describe the desired character, the higher the chance that magic will bring you the one you need.