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.
Kaelen swung his legs over the side of the bed, naked, unarmed, and more terrified than any of his deaths had made him. fourteenth fantasy : harem reborn
He sat up. Sera stood in the doorway, her silver armor dented from a battle that had not happened yet, her gray eyes wet with tears she would never have shed in any previous life. As the rain washed his blood toward the
“I don’t know which version I am yet,” he said honestly. “But I remember every sin. Every kindness. Every lie. And every single time I watched one of you die.” The spinning wheel of fates