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In the bustling heart of Mumbai, under the relentless February sun of 2026, Alex "Alec" Thorne hurried through the chaotic streets of Bandra. At 24, Alec was your average guy—stuck in a dead-end IT support job, grinding away at code bugs for ungrateful clients while dreaming of something more. His black hair was perpetually messy from late-night gaming sessions, his sharp green eyes hidden behind cheap glasses, and his lanky frame clad in a faded graphic tee proclaiming "Code or Die." He was the kind of dude who'd binge isekai novels and anime till dawn, muttering, "Man, if only a truck could yeet me into a fantasy world with a cheat system."
Little did he know, fate—or a pissed-off rickshaw driver—had other plans.
Alec dashed across the road, phone in hand, scrolling through the latest chapter of *Supreme Overlord System*. "Ugh, another harem protag with infinite OP powers? Sign me up!" He laughed to himself, dodging a cow sacredly blocking the sidewalk. But as he stepped into the intersection, horns blared. A massive delivery truck swerved wildly, brakes screeching like a banshee. Time slowed. Alec's eyes widened. *No way... this is it? The classic Truck-kun special?*
Impact. Darkness. Pain that faded into nothingness.
***
When consciousness trickled back, it wasn't the sterile beep of a hospital or the void of death. No, it was the opulent scent of polished wood, lavender incense, and something metallic—blood? Alec's eyelids fluttered open to a canopy of crimson silk above him. His body felt... wrong. Smaller. Lighter. Nobler?
**[System Activation: Welcome, Host. Omnipotent Supreme System (SSS-Rank) Online.]**
A translucent blue panel materialized in his vision, glowing with ethereal script only he could see. Alec bolted upright, heart pounding. "What the—? Holy crap, it's real!"
**[Host Scan Complete: Name - Aiden Blackwood (New Body). Age - 14. Status - Eldest Son of Duke Blackwood, heir to the Blackwood Duchy. World - Aetheria. Threat Level: None Detected.]**
Aiden—no, *Alec in Aiden's body*—stared at his hands. Pale, delicate fingers adorned with a silver signet ring bearing a snarling wolf crest. He was in a massive four-poster bed, surrounded by velvet drapes and flickering candlelight from crystal chandeliers. The room screamed old-money fantasy: marble floors etched with glowing runes, towering bookshelves stuffed with leather tomes, and a balcony overlooking misty mountains under a double-moon sky.
"I'm... transmigrated? Into a noble kid? And this system—Omnipotent Supreme? SSS-Rank? Bro, jackpot!" Alec grinned maniacally, flexing his new limbs. He felt power surging through him, an invisible aura that made the air hum. "Status check!"
**[Full Status:
- Name: Aiden Blackwood (Soul: Alex Thorne)
- Level: Infinite (SSS-Rank System Grants Complete Invincibility)
- Abilities: Omni-Analysis (Scans enemies for strength, weaknesses, abilities), Supreme Enhancement (All stats maxed), Reality Bend (Passive: Alters reality to ensure victory)
- Harem Capacity: Unlocked (Bonds form naturally with compatible females)
- Current Threats: 0
- Inventory: Spatial Ring (Infinite storage)]**
"Invincible? Infinite level? This is beyond broken!" Aiden laughed, leaping out of bed. His new body moved like liquid silk—agile, strong, perfect. He spotted a mirror across the room: a strikingly handsome teen stared back, with tousled silver hair falling to his shoulders, piercing violet eyes, and aristocratic features that screamed "future heartbreaker."
A sharp knock echoed. "Young Master Aiden! Are you awake? The family awaits in the grand hall!" A soft, feminine voice called from beyond the oak door.
"Family? Right, noble life starts now." Aiden straightened his silk nightshirt—enchanted, apparently, as it mended a small tear instantly—and strode to the door.
Opening it revealed a stunning maid in her early twenties, curtsying deeply. Long auburn hair cascaded down her back, framing a heart-shaped face with emerald eyes and freckles dusting her cheeks. Her uniform hugged generous curves, but her expression was all professional warmth.
**[System Scan: Elara Voss. Age: 22. Strength: Low (D-Rank). Abilities: Basic Magic (Healing, Cleaning). Threat: None. Loyalty: High (Family Servant). Harem Potential: 85% - Bond Initiated? Y/N]**
*Harem already? System, you're a legend.* Aiden smirked inwardly. "Elara, right? Lead the way. And no need for all the bowing—call me Aiden."
Elara blinked, blushing faintly. "Y-Young Master, that's improper! But... as you wish." She guided him down opulent corridors lined with portraits of stern ancestors, suits of armor, and floating magical orbs. Whispers of servants followed: "The Young Master looks... different today. More confident."
They entered the Grand Hall, a cavernous chamber with vaulted ceilings, a roaring hearth, and a long oak table laden with breakfast: roasted pheasant, crystal fruits glowing with mana, and steaming loaves of elf-bread. Seated there was the Blackwood family.
At the head: Duke Reginald Blackwood, a towering man in his forties with a salt-and-pepper beard, steel-gray eyes, and a scar across his jaw from some ancient battle. He exuded aura like a storm cloud—clearly an S-Rank warrior. "Aiden, my son. You slept through the dawn training again. We have matters to discuss."
**[System Scan: Duke Reginald Blackwood. Strength: S-Rank. Abilities: Sword Mastery (Legendary), Earth Magic. Weakness: Overprotectiveness. Threat: None (Family).]**
To his right: Duchess Isolde Blackwood, elegant in sapphire gowns, golden hair piled high, blue eyes sharp as daggers. A former A-Rank mage, now retired to politics. "Darling, give him a moment. Aiden's been ill." Her voice was honeyed steel.
**[System Scan: Duchess Isolde. Strength: A-Rank. Abilities: Illusion Magic, Diplomacy. Weakness: Pride. Threat: None.]**
Next to her: Lila Blackwood, Aiden's 16-year-old sister, a fiery beauty with wild crimson hair in twin tails, amber eyes sparkling with mischief. She wore leather armor, a dagger at her hip—clearly training to be a rogue.
**[System Scan: Lila Blackwood. Strength: C-Rank. Abilities: Shadow Step, Agility Boost. Weakness: Impulsiveness. Threat: None. Harem Potential: 0% (Sister).]**
"Lila here thinks she's the family tomboy," Duke Reginald chuckled. "And finally, our youngest—"
A tiny girl, no older than 8, peeked from behind the Duchess's skirts. Mira Blackwood, with chubby cheeks, platinum braids, and big violet eyes mirroring Aiden's. "Big brother! You scared us when you collapsed yesterday!"
**[System Scan: Mira Blackwood. Strength: F-Rank. Abilities: Latent Holy Magic. Weakness: Shyness. Threat: None.]**
Aiden's heart twisted—memories of this body flooded in. Original Aiden was a sickly pushover, bullied by cousins, overlooked as heir due to weak mana veins. He'd collapsed from "mana poisoning" yesterday, which is when Alec's soul slammed in. Perfect cover.
"Father, Mother, Lila, Mira—sorry for worrying you." Aiden bowed slightly, channeling noble poise from every novel he'd read. "I'm feeling... reborn. Stronger than ever."
The Duke raised a brow. "Reborn? Bold words. We've a crisis: the neighboring Earl's son, Victor Slade, challenges our border patrol tomorrow. Rumors say he's B-Rank with fire magic. Prove your worth as heir, or I'll name Lila instead."
Lila stuck out her tongue. "Beat ya to it, bro!"
**[System Alert: Incoming Challenge Detected. Victor Slade - B-Rank. Abilities: Fire Lance, Flame Shield. Weakness: Arrogance, Low Stamina. Predicted Outcome: Instant Defeat for Enemy.]**
Aiden grinned wolfishly. "Challenge accepted. But first—breakfast. Elara, join us?"
Elara flushed deeper but obeyed, pouring his tea. *Bond Initiated: Elara Loyalty +10%.*
As they ate, the Duke briefed him: Aetheria was a brutal world of kingdoms, monsters, and dungeons. The Blackwood Duchy bordered the wild Whispering Woods, rife with beasts. Royals schemed in the capital, Eldoria, and ancient evils stirred—whispers of a "Blood Lord" sacrificing villages for dark power. But that was far off.
Aiden devoured the mana-rich food, feeling his body optimize instantly. *Infinite stats? I could punch a dragon.* Post-meal, Lila dragged him to the training grounds—a vast arena behind the castle, ringed by cheering guards.
"Show me what 'reborn' means!" Lila taunted, drawing her daggers.
**[Scan: Lila - No threat.]**
Aiden dodged her playful lunge effortlessly, aura flaring. "Watch this." He snapped his fingers. A gentle wind vortex lifted Lila off the ground, spinning her harmlessly before setting her down giggling.
The family gaped. Duke Reginald's eyes widened. "Aiden... that's SS-Rank wind control! How?"
"Trade secret," Aiden winked. Elara watched from the sidelines, starry-eyed.
**[Quest Unlocked: Secure Heir Status. Reward: Harem Slot Expansion.]**
By evening, word spread. Servants buzzed, and a mysterious visitor arrived—a silver-haired elf princess in disguise? No, just a scout from the Royal Academy, inviting Aiden to enroll. But deeper scans revealed plots: Victor Slade wasn't alone; shadowy cultists lurked, harvesting "flesh essence" for forbidden rituals. The Blood Lord connection?
Aiden retired to his chambers, Elara helping him into formal attire for a family banquet. As she brushed his hair, their hands brushed—sparks flew, literally, from passive charm aura.
"Young Master... you're different. Handsome. Strong." Elara murmured.
"Call me Aiden. And stick around—you're part of this now."
**[Elara Bond: 95%. First Harem Member Acquired.]**
Staring at the twin moons, Aiden clenched his fist. *100 chapters to godhood. Harem empire. Final boss? Bring it.* Tomorrow, Victor dies effortlessly. The world would kneel.
But in the shadows of the woods, red eyes glowed. The sacrifices had begun...
**To Be Continued!**