I Set Up A Harem To Save The World Novels & Stories

"The rest of the world must be formatted. Every other living thing on this planet will be erased to clear the cache. You will be the last survivors. The 'Legacy Pack.' A museum of what the world used to be." The silence that followed was absolute. I looked back at the camp. I saw Harkan helping a young mother wrap her infant in a scrap of blanket. I saw the warriors sharpening their spears, their faces full of a desperate, newfound pride. They thought they had won. They thought they were going home. If I took the deal, I would save them. I would save Rowan. We could grow old together in this red desert, safe from the Aethel-Group’s machines.

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

“Old magic. Older than this Circle. Perhaps even older than the Coven itself.” Murmurs rippled through the thrones. Elder Varick slammed his staff against the stone floor, sparks leaping from the runes etched into its length. “Do not speak of it as though it is sacred, Ysolde. This is rebellion, dressed in divine blessing. That girl has bewitched the land, poisoned it with her Hollow Crown. We must cut it out before it spreads.” A younger Elder, not long ascended to his seat, shifted uneasily. “And how would you suggest we do that, Varick? Our guards could not breach their gates. The land itself barred the way. You saw it.”

“We love you.” I closed my eyes, safe and full and completely theirs. The night had been everything I needed and more. A perfect celebration of the four of us together. “And we want more babies from you.” Revenge. Love. All in a month led to this. No one can separate us now since the council had approved the unification system where all the three packs would now be led by my mates and their successors in the coming years. They are really my revenge harem. I love them very much.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

“A better way? The Harem has existed since the Goddess first blessed our kind.” “Things change.” Sabrina opened one of the ancient texts. “Even the Goddess adapts. The texts say she believed in preserving life, not causing deaths. Elder so drugging another and having them raped to have the competition killed is purification. Or perhaps war where the main dies? Or the accidents that seem to occur? What I was going to suggest is this: a sperm bank for all the males that enter my Harem and my Main. It gives all males a chance at a pup, reduces mortality, and helps build stronger bloodlines. Isn’t that what it was meant for? In case of death, they will still have a chance for said bloodline to c

HELENA The elder hesitated, his eyes darting around before falling on me again. I wasn’t backing down. I needed the truth. “She fell in love.” the answer caught me completely off guard. “She met a traveller from the outside village.” He continued. “She wanted a life beyond this place. She believed distance could weaken what was inside her.”

“I am not upsets at anyone, Eliza…I know I am the one that at fault…..By the way..aren’t your thought were a little bit extreme?…just destroyed everything?..” “Well…it is not an exaggeration at all…we the Maidens has had a discussion about it a long time ago…you created Aeternum and provide us with our utopia..and we knew just how powerful the weapons and technology you introduce to this world and provided for our very own arsenal….so, we know, that if you were to be harm or possibly killed…..well…we will use everything in our arsenal and everything we got…to just decimate everything….starting from the person that harm you….and knowing Sister Elijah and Sister Bina….well…they will just liter

he does that and Astrid tries to calm her racing heart again. "So I just come here and I am supposed not to care when I am not around? I know you are the king. I do know! But... No one wants to share their loved one..." Astrid covers her mouth, realizing what she just stayed. Loved... Loras stares at her, his face frozen in shock. "Hypothetically!" Astrid shouts and Loras laughs at her embarrassment. "Well, hypothetically, I don't think anyone can. This is why the harem is created the way it is. So no love can flourish. Favorites have wealth and status as long as they give up love. It has worked so for decades."

Koji sighed. “Of course! This is a chance that we can live like in an MMO game! We build a guild, save people, and save the world! And of course, we can have our own harem afterward!” Indra exclaimed. “And I guess you have the name for our guild already, eh?” “Of course! Just like our guild, Sky Bandit!” Indra exclaimed.