The moment those words left his mouth, he activated the ultimate authority of a Dimensional Sovereign!
"Dimensional Law — Infinite Manor Ultimate Expansion — ACTIVATE!"
RUMBLE—!
A wave of primordial power billions of times more vast than what he'd used to create the Transit Station erupted from within him!
He didn't tear through space this time. Instead, he worked directly at the level of fundamental law, initiating the most insane "infrastructure project" in existence!
Using the KOF world's "Infinite Manor" as his foundation, the Marvel and DC universal laws he'd analyzed during his travels as his blueprints, and his seemingly inexhaustible Sovereign source power as building materials, he performed an ultimate, cross-dimensional expansion of the Infinite Manor!
Before the numb, stupefied gazes of everyone present, they "witnessed" a sky-city of indescribable magnificence rise from the void!
The "manor" was no longer a simple mansion. It had become a super-hub capable of stably connecting three universes: KOF, Marvel, and DC!
Like the most insane—and most doting—architect imaginable, Cloud wielded the brush of law and began constructing personalized homes for each of his mistresses.
For Natasha, he built a high-tech safe house brimming with futuristic aesthetics. Inside was a state-of-the-art intelligence center, a fully-stocked weapons armory, and even a "backdoor" that connected directly to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal network.
For Wanda, he created a scarlet castle floating above the clouds, filled with luminescent magical plants. The castle's energy was directly linked to her chaos magic—here, she was the sole queen.
For Diana, he constructed an Amazon temple identical in style to Themyscira, suffused with ancient Greek mythological ambiance. The temple even contained a secret passage leading directly to Mount Olympus.
And finally, for Harley, he built an enormous Gothic fairy-tale-style amusement park! Inside were joke-telling carousel horses, roller coasters that fired candy bullets, and—most importantly—a "Batman" punching bag made from the universe's hardest materials, specifically designed for her to vent her frustrations.
But that wasn't all. He also granted these four "mistresses" a supreme privilege—they could freely travel between their respective home worlds and this shared home, the "New Infinite Manor," at will!
When this unprecedented "super-harem" spanning three universes was finally complete, Cloud looked at the four stunned beauties before him—their faces clearly reading "happiness came too suddenly"—and smiled the satisfied smile of a man who had won at life.
"Alright, my ladies."
"Now then..."
"...welcome home."
...
After Cloud used his outrageously overpowered "I Want It All" technique to upgrade the Infinite Manor into a super-hub spanning three universes and successfully brought home Natasha, Wanda, Diana, and Harley as four "new sisters," he naively believed he could finally live the dream retirement life—surrounded by beautiful women, drunk on pleasure.
However, he soon discovered he was wrong. Catastrophically wrong.
He had only solved the "physical" problem. The real "chemical" problem—one capable of making even a Dimensional Sovereign's scalp tingle—was just getting started.
...
"Woooow—!"
When Harley Quinn came bouncing through that spatial gate radiating the warmth of "home," she was utterly frozen by what she saw.
What was she looking at?
A massive estate ten thousand times more luxurious than Wayne Manor!
Inside were Japanese gardens, Chinese pavilions, a floating magical castle, and a Greek temple radiating sacred energy.
Most importantly, she saw a flock of gorgeous women—different styles, but without exception, all drop-dead stunning!
A mature beauty in a fire-red kunoichi outfit that showed even more skin than made Harley—a hot pants enthusiast herself—feel inadequate. She stood with arms crossed, eyeing the newcomers with wariness and scrutiny. That figure, those curves... Harley suddenly felt her "Devotion Hammer" losing confidence.
An elegant woman in a dignified red-and-white shrine maiden robe stood nearby, her gaze calm as still water yet seeming to see through everything, radiating an authority that made one afraid to look directly at her. Harley felt her little scheme of turning this place into a disco instantly get seen through and shut down.
A cute girl with dazzling pink hair like snow and ice tilted her head curiously, a strawberry-flavored lollipop dangling from her lips—one that looked absolutely delicious.
And then there were three women standing together, radiating an aura of danger and allure that sent chills down the spine—a "femme fatale" trio! One gentle and intellectual, one cold and haughty, one wild and unrestrained. The way they looked at you was like examining an interesting toy about to be unwrapped and devoured.
Harley Quinn—the fearless crime princess who dared to tease even Batman—felt for the first time in her life what "aura suppression" truly meant.
She instinctively clutched her Cloud-enchanted "Devotion Hammer" tighter, feeling as though she'd accidentally wandered into a dragon's lair filled with apex predators.
Natasha, Wanda, and Diana following behind her were experiencing various degrees of culture shock as well.
Natasha, the top-tier spy who had seen everything, felt a rare solemnity cross her usually confident face when she saw those residents who were her equals in both beauty and presence. She felt like a newbie who'd been airdropped straight from the tutorial into an endgame raid full of max-level bosses.
Wanda was like a shy little sister who'd accidentally crashed the big sisters' tea party, hiding behind Cloud and only daring to peek out with her curious crimson eyes at these legendary friends of Cloud's.
Only Diana, the noble Amazon princess from Themyscira, managed to maintain some composure.
She held her head high, chest out, attempting to use her demigod aura to conduct a "friendly" standoff with the opposition.
But when her gaze swept over the woman in the revealing kunoichi outfit, she couldn't help but linger for two extra seconds, silently conducting a very rigorous academic comparison between the other woman's measurements and her own.