My Taboo Harem!

Then there were the shadows.

Phei’s eyes drifted toward one dark corner of the lounge.

He could feel them.

Faintly.

They stood throughout the villa in places ordinary perception would never notice, woven into corners, reflections and stretches of darkness where nothing should have possessed a presence.

His grandmother’s shadows had been appearing more often lately, and tonight they seemed almost everywhere.

Chaos, apparently, would always answer when her grandson truly needed her.

Phei was grateful.

He also understood exactly what she was doing.

Chaos was not spoon-feeding him.

If Chaos intended to solve his problems for him, Phei would currently have an army of beings stronger than World Transcendents standing behind the couch while one of them politely asked whether Young Master preferred Danton alive, dead or folded into decorative furniture.

Instead, her shadows remained here.

With his women.

’With her grandchildren... Delilah, Vic and Sienna if she needs a hand, that is.’

Guarding the people Phei could not personally protect while he went out and dealt with the mess himself.

That felt much more like her.

Phei smiled faintly before another thought arrived.

"How the hell does she even know my plans when I haven’t told her?"

No answer presented itself.

His family maintained the same cosmic group chat as everyone else; Phei sighed and returned his attention to the System.

"Fine. Give it to me straight, system. What are my odds in the upcoming encounter?"

The System responded almost immediately.

[Calculating.]

Phei waited; the blue window remained silent for several seconds longer than he found emotionally encouraging.

Then the answer appeared.

[Based on Host’s current Master Stage cultivation alone, probability of successfully seizing the Coffer against the expected opposition is intimately embracing ZERO.]

Phei stared: "Intimately embracing ZERO? what are you, a poet?"

The System continued.

[Factoring Host’s Void-Ice Infinity Control, Primordial Blood, unusual Soul foundation and presently available abilities, estimated probability may approach 5%.]

Phei’s eyebrows rose.

Five percent.

That was almost inspiring.

Then another line appeared.

[Potential probability remains below 5% depending upon the number of the enemies, cultivation base, abilities and condition of hostile World Transcendents.]

Phei waited for the System to finish ruining his evening.

It obliged.

[Conclusion: Under currently known conditions, Host is overwhelmingly expected to lose regardless of available strategy.]

Phei stared at the glowing words.

The System stared back in the emotionally supportive manner of a tax notice.

"I like that."

Five percent if the universe became charitable.

Less than five if the universe remembered who Phei was.

Wonderful.

Then something occurred to him.

"Wait."

His eyes narrowed slightly as he searched through the rewards and notifications he had accumulated recently.

"What about that achievement I completed and never claimed? That has to give me something useful, right?"

A cheerful chime answered him pulling out the notification from before when from the Melissa-Delilah threesome.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host! Achievement Unlocked!]

[Achievement: Shameless Perverted Dragon!]

[Requirements: Complete your first Mother-Daughter threesome!]

[Achievement Rewards:]

[1. Dragon Aphrodisiac]

[Description: You’re—]

"Stop."

The description froze.

Phei pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Move on to the next reward."

There were moments when self-knowledge became important, and Phei knew with absolute certainty that whatever paragraph followed the words Dragon Aphrodisiac would contribute nothing useful to tonight’s battle against Danton and several World Transcendents.

He was already impatient.

The System complied.

[2. Hunger Touch Evolution.]

[New Active Skill Acquired: Lust Reality.]

Phei’s eyes sharpened.

Now that sounded considerably more promising.

The description appeared beneath it.

[Lust Reality:Through physical contact, Host may draw a target’s soul into a reality formed from the deepest lusts, fantasies and desires buried within that being. The created reality manifests those desires as an immersive world perceived by the captured soul as its present existence, separating the soul’s awareness from its physical body.]

Phei stopped breathing.

The System continued:

[Within Lust Reality, the target may become imprisoned within the fulfillment of its own desires, unable to distinguish the created reality from the world outside while its soul remains bound within the manifested fantasy.]

Phei forgot how to breathe for exactly five seconds after the System finished.

Then air returned to his lungs with a slow inhale.

His eyes moved back to the ability name.

Lust Reality.

Hunger Touch had always been one of those tiny abilities sitting inside his collection that Phei occasionally remembered existed and occasionally forgot for several days at a time. Its original use was almost comically straightforward. Touch a woman, and Hunger Touch could tell him how badly she was craving intimacy, sex, a dick, satisfaction or, in considerably less respectable language, a really, really good fuck.

Useful? Certainly.

Life-changing? Hardly.

Phei had always considered it cute.

He had received the ability after making a move on Dravenna in her office, and ever since then it had lived comfortably among the less important parts of his absurd collection of seduction powers. Sometimes he used it because curiosity won. Sometimes he did not bother because a woman’s face already answered the question before supernatural assistance arrived.

Cute ability.

That was what Phei had called it.

Until now.

Because apparently somewhere inside that innocent little ability had been sleeping a power capable of pulling someone’s soul out of its awareness of the physical world and imprisoning it inside a separate reality created from its own deepest desires.

Phei stared at the description again.

A World Transcendent could possess enough cultivation to flatten mountains, enough Soul strength to terrify nations and enough experience to kill Phei several hundred different ways before second ended.

But did that World Transcendent have desires?

Did he/she have fantasies?

Did they have something buried somewhere inside their souls that they wanted badly enough to believe in if suddenly given everything?

Phei’s heartbeat quickened.

Hunger Touch had just gone from cute little perverted lie detector to something that sounded suspiciously capable of becoming a terrifying soul technique.

His attention returned to the System.

"Hey, System."

The blue window waited.

"I’m not a fool, and yes, I understand what the skill says." Phei leaned forward, eyes narrowing with genuine interest now. "But can you explain it further than that?"

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