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Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 163. Planning Ahead
I collapse onto the nearest available surface in Stella's cozy living room, exhaustion weighing down every muscle in my body. The others follow suit, plopping down on the couch, bed, and floor, all equally spent from the events of the night."Whew, what a wild ride!" Stella sighs, stretching out like a contented cat. The widow sprawls all over the couch. "I don't know about you all, but I could use a week-long nap right about now.""Tell me about it," Bree groans, rubbing her temples. "I feel like I just ran a marathon while juggling flaming swords."Sasha lets out a tired chuckle. "Flaming swords? That's a new one, Bree. Maybe you should stick to daggers."I can't help but grin at their banter despite the weariness threatening to consume me. But I know we can't afford to rest for long. We still have a lot of work to do, and not much time remains. I told the other Challengers to be ready in two weeks, and I still didn’t have an actual plan."Hey, guys," I start, sitting up slightly t
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 164. Worry Not
Sasha and Bree set off to retrieve the Opaline Prisms. Stella and Naomi hover around me, their brows furrowed in concentration as we discuss the finer details of our plan with System."So, if Sasha manages to find the gemstones we need, how long until she returns?" Stella asks, her voice tinged with concern.I scratch my head, trying to estimate the time it would take for Sasha and Bree to scour her shack for the Opaline Prisms. “We should give Sasha at least a few hours because, knowing her, she'll probably become distracted by some shiny object or antiquated artifact.”“Or she and Bree will get distracted by each other.” Naomi chuckles softly. "I suppose we'll just have to be patient and trust that Sasha will come through for us."“It might take even a few days if there are no Opaline Prisms at her shack and she has to go dig inside a cave, barter, or steal some. In the meantime, we need to make sure we're prepared for when she gets back," I reply, rubbing my hands together in antic
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 1. Game Over!
How many men can brag about dying fucking a woman less than half his age in a parking lot? I could, if I weren’t dead, of course. At sixty years old, my dick could still get harder than a stripper pole. Alas, though, my magnificent manliness is what ended up doing me in, because despite my cock being ready and willing, my heart just couldn’t keep up. It’s funny in a cosmically fucked up kind of way… I’d spent my entire life not knowing I had a heart, only for it to make itself known by cockblocking me through cardiac arrest. “Daddy?! Daddy?!” A panicked voice with daddy issues was the last thing I heard before a deafening crack. Then silence. Blackness. Nothingness. Fuck! No women after death? I mean, come on! I can take the fires of hell as long as there are feisty succubus and the likes servicing me from time to time. With an electric buzz, a blue screen materialized in front of me. Letters scrawl across the display: “Game over!” I feel someone watching me, causing my metap
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 2. Dropping the Hammer
If you ever die and wake up with a system, remember: no matter what happens, ALWAYS avoid pissing it off. Your life depends on it. Literally! That is the first lesson I learned the hard way. I won’t bore you with all the details of the crappy life Wrenn Dorn had before I arrived. He has a sobby backstory that will take me forever to explain the depths of it all. Just know that he— I —is a nobody. A nobody with a lot of muscles. I stand in front of a forge, surrounded by smoldering coals and glowing red-hot metal. The sound of fire crackles and pops as the metal melts. Raising the hammer above my head, I stare at the veins bulging out from my muscles. The hammer has always been Wrenn’s best friend— his only friend. He loves it as much as I love women, and that’s what I call the difference between a boy and a man. Despite his muscular build, Wrenn is still a boy. Barely reaching nineteen this year, he never had a girlfriend or even a fling. The one time he liked a girl, it was
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 3. A Real Gentleman
On Kerenza, once the sun no longer shines on the sky, the temperature drops in the blink of an eye. Yes, I used to pass my time writing lame rhymes when I had nothing better to do. Sometimes it helped with a certain kind of ladies. Sometimes it did not. While I trudged on the slope to the top of the hill, I kept the cold at bay. Now, as the widow’s house comes into view and the ground is flat under my feet, the chilly breeze makes me gather tightly around me the bear coat I’m wearing over my shoulders. The sword is safely sheathed in its scabbard and rests hanging from a girdle I put around my waist. By the time I knock at the widow’s door, the darkness has settled, and the smell of rain permeates the air. I’m tired and bored. I have to end this errand quick, find a tavern, and a wench with big tits cascading over the cleavage as I’ve seen in the movies. Yeah, that would make my day. No time to waste with an old widow.As soon as the door creaks open, I yank the sword free from t
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 4. Dead Puppies
Changing positions to get full control over my thrusts proved to be a bust. My fucking brain was like, ‘Hey, if you stay on top and press her down with your bulky frame, you’d get to do whatever you want, slow down when you’re close, and keep at it until one hour passes.’ But this woman always finds a way to get me off my game. This is not going to work out for me. Puppies! Dead puppies! She squirms beneath me, her hips moving in time with my strokes, making me want to jab inside her faster and harder. Dead puppies on the road! Fluffy roadkill! She squeezes me tighter and harder on the inside. The hot and wet feeling of her juices mixed with the softness of her inner muscles clenching around me is driving me nuts. Fuck it! Puppies don’t work! Rats! Dead rats! In sticky traps! Driven a bit away from the edge, I sigh and slow down the pace. My sanity is starting to slip away, so I need to calm down and think. System, how much longer? [43 minutes and 22 seconds remaining] Is
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 5. Zhenarian Politics
Wrenn has a small sleeping space in a tiny alcove in the back of the smithy. The place is barely big enough for him to lie down on his side and curl up a bit, or otherwise, his head hits the wall. To the right of his sleeping mat, shelves and storage bins of various sizes and shapes are piled high with tools and materials. Wrenn has to duck his head beneath other instruments hanging from the ceiling to get to his sleeping spot. Beneath the last shelf near his mat, there’s a small nook in the wall where once a mouse resided. That mouse has since long gone, eaten by a neighbor’s cat. Now, the nook is a storage space for the few things Wrenn has, including the letter I’m searching for. After plunging my hand into the hiding place up to near my elbow, I dig out the letter and set it on the sleeping mat. Even though the sigil is torn, I recognize the family crest in the wax seal as that of the Averys. This noble family is of the highest rank in the country of Zhenaria, and they have
Harem Multiverse Challenge Ch 6. Hyenas and Wolves
The fire in the furnace burns fiercely, and the iron shavings start to sizzle as the heat rises. Aslan stares at the furnace in silence, his eyes locked on the fire. He watches the flames rise and fall akin to his breath. “Where are you going, Wrenn?” he asks just as I am about to leave the smithy. “Aren’t you going to finish up what you were working on? I need those weapons.”His voice is softer than before, even though his words are still as sharp as a knife. I stop in my tracks, feeling guilty for having left him alone. Do you remember when I mentioned Wrenn had a sad past? Well, his mother died when he was young, and his father is the king who never recognized him. So Aslan took on the role of father for him. Not only did he teach him how to be a blacksmith but also how to be a respectable person. Brushing aside the guilt, I take a deep breath and decide to face him head-on. I’m not Wrenn, nor a respectable person at that.“I have some personal matters to attend to,” I say, res
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