Part 1: The Eye of the Author
The cathedral's ruins trembled as the split in the sky widened, revealing an eye—massive, golden, and utterly bored.
The Scriptwriter's Voice: "Ah. The cockroach survives again."
Every muscle locked up. This wasn't pressure—it was like being pressed between the pages of a book.
System Glitch:
> [WARNING: DIVINE INTERVENTION DETECTED]
[Final Quest Updated: Flirt with the Apocalypse]
Aiden (gritting teeth): "You couldn't have given me a easier god to seduce?!"
Lysara, bleeding from her ears, grabbed my collar: "Stop complaining and rizz the cosmos, you idiot!"
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Part 2: The Dragon Princess Arrives (Right on Time)
A meteor crashed through the cathedral's remains—except it wasn't a meteor.
It was a woman.
Clad in molten gold armor, her crimson hair wild with fire, she backhanded the Scriptwriter's eye like it was a bothersome fly.
Dragon Princess Ignisia: "MY MATE DOES NOT GET ERASED TODAY."
System Notification:
> [New Party Member: Ignisia the Worldbreaker]
[Relationship Status: Claimed You During Your First Life (???)]
Aiden: "…Excuse me?"
Ignisia turned, her smoldering gaze stripping my soul bare: "You promised to find me again. Don't you remember?"
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Part 3: The System's Last Secret
As Ignisia dueled the sky, the system finally broke—revealing its core:
> [Primary Objective: Love the Unlovable]
[Creator: Iteration #1 Aiden (Current Status: Trapped in God's Prison)]
Memory Fragment Unlocked:
A younger me, clad in shadows, snarling at the Scriptwriter:
"Fine. If I can't beat you, I'll outwrite you—one pathetic villain at a time."
Lysara gasped: "You built the Flirting System?!"
Aiden (realizing): "No. We did. All 47 versions."
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Part 4: How to Kill a Storyteller
The Scriptwriter laughed, its voice shredding reality:
"Cute. But no side character changes the plot."
I looked at my harem:
Seraphina, gripping her bloody dagger.
Lysara, flipping a knife with lethal grace.
Elara, cracking her knuckles.
Ignisia, burning with millennia of fury.
Aiden (grinning): "We're not side characters."
I kissed Ignisia—hard—and let our combined fire melt the script in my hands.
Final System Prompt:
> [FATE REWRITTEN]
[New Genre Unlocked: Harem Fantasy (With Plot)]
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The Real Enemy
As the Scriptwriter's eye dissolved, a new message appeared—scrawled in my handwriting:
"Find me. The first Aiden is waiting.
P.S. Bring the girls."
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Next Chapter Teaser:
The First Aiden's Prison: "You're late."
The Scriptwriter's True Form: A tired novelist from Earth?
Final Harem Recruitment: "Sorry, Kael. Your fanclub's mine now."
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