My Harem System

The Bargain; The Little Man.

Damien was dumbfounded and clueless. He just stared into the empty space. His lips trembling. 

"So which would it be? The first or the second option?"

The feminine voice came again. 

"You know what you are doing. You already know what I am going to choose. That's why you are messing with me."

Damien finally found his voice. 

"That's not true, Damien. You are quite an interesting male. You have a strong will, so I wouldn't be surprised if you choose the second option."

Damien scoffed,

"Are you kidding me? Who would want to go back to being a trash? I mean, who would go back to being ridiculed, hated, and wished bad luck even by his own family? Tell me!! Strong will, my ass."

Damien's tone was fierce and precise. And because of the silence, which succeeded the agitation, he feared that he had lost the audience with the lady. 

"Are you still there?"

He wanted to make sure. 

"Seems like you have finally made a choice. We will get to business as soon as possible."

"What business is that?"

"Tell me, according to the first option. Why do you think you have been transported into this realm?"

She asked. 

"Of course you know why. Weren't you the one who sent that crazy dickhead to come and take my life?"

Damien started to walk back into the living room. 

"Definitely you are right. I know why and how you got here. But giving by the rules, you have to admit to it openly so we can proceed. I mean, you don't want to spend the rest of your life here."

Damien stopped walking. 

"Okay, fine. I was on the island trying to make those old and fat rich slugs pay for all they did to the nine girls. I was almost done with the plan when he suddenly interrupted and fought me till my last breath."

He sighed,

"Before then, he has been appearing to me occasionally to warn me of his impending wrath. To be sincere, I didn't take it seriously. But whatever, here we are. But then again, I was so pissed off to realise that Der was him along. How could I be fooled for so long? How could y'all do this to me?!"

His voice was breaking, but he was a tough man. 

"I don't care anymore, though. Just tell me why the hell I am here. Why did you bring me here and what for. You have no idea what I have going on in Vegas. If you do, you won't - "

"You are expecting a baby."

She cut him short. Damien's eyes widened. 

"Don't be surprised that I know. I've been involved in your life than you could ever think of it. I gave you this life, I own you. How dare you think I have no idea -"

"Hey, bitch! Nobody owns me. Whatever I do is my choice! And the fact that I am here talking to you means that I made a choice. I could throw your cataclysm survival system in your face and return to where it all started. It all comes down to a choice."

Damien knew that he was lying to himself. He couldn't possibly return to being the helpboy of the BMX group. Being a servant of Alex again? Never!

"Let's stop going back and forth, Damien. Since you've admitted openly to the reason of being transported, your tasks are shuffled!!!"

Damien dropped on his knees all of a sudden. The feminine voice gasped. 

"What are you doing?"

She asked. 

"Please let me return to Vegas right away. I'll come back. I promise on my life. As you know, I have fought so many creatures back on earth and have won. I'm not scared to do your tasks. But let me return to Vegas and finish up with what I started."

"Okay, fine."

"What? Really? You'll let me return?"

"Were you expecting me to say a no?"

"No, no! Not that. I just didn't... I just... never mind."

"You just didn't think I would agree so easily?"

Damien decided not to answer the auestion. 

"Well, you are right."

"Huh?"

"I'll spare you a break on one condition."

"Condition? What's that?"

Damien was nervous. Though he hadn't known her for long, he could sense how corny and tricky she could be. 

"Leaving the realm is not the problem, but returning. And because of the Mantrid energy, which isn't supported by life in Vegas, it would be difficult to create a portal there. For your return to the realm. If the Mantrid energy was concentrated and diffused into an arc of portal in Vegas or anywhere on earth, its energy would burn through the whole earth, leaving smoked people and grilled animals."

"That's why I have sent him to go through earth and search for a suitable area on earth that might support the Mantrid energy."

"You mean Der? I mean, the strange man?"

"Yes. I mean, you won't have to die every time you have to return to the realm to please me!"

"Please you?"

Damien asked, confused. 

"You'll retrieve an emblem which looks like a golden coin with the imprint of red dragon in it. Smooth on both sides. It will be your one-time passage to return to the realm. Go!"

She ordered at once. 

"But how do I ---"

Damien was in the middle of asking a question when he felt a force hit him in the stomach and hurled him towards the door. His back hit the door, breaking it open as he crashed away, falling on his back. 

"Ow..."

Slowly, he got up on his feet. But instead of finding himself outside the building of the duplex, he was standing in the middle of a wasteland. A foggy wasteland.

"What's this place? Why did she have to do that? She didn't even let me ask questions! What am I supposed to do her---"

A tiny ray of light heated up his face. 

"Ow. What's this burning light?"

He turned in the direction of the ray of light. He saw something in the distance. An object lying by itself in the midst of the wasteland. 

"What's that?"

He started to hurry towards the object. When he got to the object, he couldn't look directly at it. There were rays coursing from the object. 

"Is this the Emblem?"

He looked around him. There was nobody. 

"How could it be lying around on its own?"

Realising that he was the only one there, he pushed his face to one side to avoid the burning light and reached out his hand to retrieve the emblem. 

"Let's hope it doesn't burn me."

After a few seconds of pushing his hand, he slowly touched the emblem and lifted it from the ground. And immediately the object touched his palm, the light died out. 

He looked at it, turning it to the other side. There was a red dragon imprint in it. 

"Seems like it."

He looked around him. 

"But it's too easy. Why was I thinking that I would have to fight some sort of monsters to get it. Perhaps it was all in my head. I should return to ---"

Suddenly, he felt pain in his chest. And before he could tell what was happening, he started to feel his body shrink as though he was being lessened...

He was reducing in size, smaller, smaller, and smaller till the emblem fell on him...

Flat.