Fourteenth Fantasy : Harem Reborn -

He woke to silk sheets that smelled of jasmine and old blood—his own, from a timeline where wife number seven had slit his throat during lovemaking.

The door swung open.

“Again?” he asked.

You have failed every path, Kaelen of no house. The voice was cold, amused. The kind emperor. The cruel tyrant. The absent scholar. The jealous lover. The sacrifice. The conqueror. Each fantasy, failed. fourteenth fantasy : harem reborn

“Then let’s find out together, my emperor. One memory at a time.” He woke to silk sheets that smelled of

As the rain washed his blood toward the sewers, the last thing he saw was the System Window, flickering like a dying candle: [REBOOTING... HAREM ROUTES: 13/13 FAILED.] [ACTIVATING EMERGENCY PROTOCOL: REBORN HAREM.] Darkness. Then a light he had seen thirteen times before. The spinning wheel of fates. The whispering voices of the gods who had made him their plaything. You have failed every path, Kaelen of no house

Behind her, a second figure emerged from the hallway shadows. Lyra, the sorceress. Her hands crackled with unspent magic, and her beautiful face was a mask of fury and heartbreak.