The Harem King Chapter 84

"DO IT NOW!" the man shouted at someone. It was definitely not addressed to me as i was just a pa.s.senger on this fast aircraft we were on.

So i just waited for a happy surprise to add a little wonder into my day. And i was not disappointed indeed.

"Chained Gates." i heard the distinctive voice of a female and the whole world exploded. Not really the entire world but only the immediate vicinity around my body.

The ride we were on turned to smithereens as it fell into its icy doom below while i was strung in the skies like a captured food on a spider's web.

Around were twirling yellow gates that hindered my motion. It even willed to drain me of my power. Very innovative!

"Are you okay, darling?" i saw a woman emerged beneath me. She was now hugging the liquefied form of the man as it hastily connected his scrambled parts once more.

"I'm okay, Teresa." the man replied.

"I told you we shouldn't have done that! I'm sorry i hurt you." the woman was crying pa.s.sionately as she talked and it did not fail to put a smile unto my lips. What an amusing couple.

"You have no fault of your own." the man calmed the emotional woman and then looked upwards and into my eyes.

"Is he dead yet?" the man added.

"He's going to be dead soon, darling." said Teresa with a proud look on her face. Particularly akin to kitten wanting to be cuddled and praised.

"A mind drugged fool. An ingenious move indeed." i said to the pair.

"What are you saying you wicked evil man?! Just stay there and die already! My husband will take me shopping later and we'd eat dinner together and..." the woman rambled on and on and i let her.

As always, innocent souls were always fun to watch. There were few of them left and it reminded me of own sisters in the past.

SIGH!

Time to end this farce and meet them all once again.

"BOOM!" The collective gates that barred my body scattered into the winds. What was retained of them a breath later was the shower of yellowish rain unto the infertile lands of winter down below.

"f.u.c.k!"

"Kill him for me, Teresa!" the man ordered and quickly fled off with his wingless transport. Only the red smokes were left behind his trails and within a few seconds, the man had escaped once more.

This was of no consequence of course. That man was as good as dead in my eyes. I had something more interesting to toy with right now. At least for a brief breath of time.

"Soul Creation Realm. How much time did it take you to get to that stage, woman?" i uttered these words as i slowly descended on an imaginary stairway from the horizon.

"Why should i talk to a bad guy like you?! Hmmmp... 11,843 years! Aren't i great?! Husband always tells me how good and pretty i am!"

Teresa answered with a cute smile of her face. She took the guise of the initial ascenders like my acquaintance Margareth and there was not a hint technological boons within her veins.

This was a true cultivator in flesh and blood.

"Are you happy with your life, Teresa?" i asked again once i leveled smoothly on the cold grounds. I gazed directly into her eyes and saw nothing but purity within them.

Thus, i took my time and exchanged a few words with this pitiful soul. It was the least i could do for someone of who had been used from the onset of their existence like this creation named Teresa.

"Hmm... Hmm... Yes, I am!" she nodded repeatedly before she added.

"I love my husband! Darling gives me whatever i like and buys me beautiful things. He would also hug me to sleep. But sometimes..." Teresa looked at her feet as if in contemplation.

So i prodded after a beat or two of silence.

"Sometimes."

"Sometimes... he hugs other women also. And i don't like it..." Teresa abruptly looked on the sky. I could see that her tears were almost at the edges of her eyes.

But she kept gazing far into the emotionless sun above to keep them all from falling. I let her be for ten minutes and like her, wandered my eyes up high.

"Why are you coming for my husband, you big bad wolf? Did he do something wrong? Did he also make you cry?" asked Teresa in a soft voice after she got hold of her emotions.

"What if he did?" i asked in return.

"Do you want me to embrace you and rub your back? The other women loves it when i do that. They always cry."

"Perhaps some other time, Teresa. You should attack me now. And do your best. For i am the biggest baddest wolf there is." I smiled one last time at the lovely woman.

"Okay. I'm sorry that you will have to die. Even if my husband does bad things at times but i love him and i don't want anyone to hurt him. But cheer up okay?

I will bury your body properly and say my prayers for you every night together with the rest of your friends. I promise!" I like her innocence and I could only express it with these words.

"Thank you, Teresa. Come."

"I'm sorry, bad man. And goodbye." She said her piece and the action began right after.

"Thousand Gates of Nirvana!" Teresa intoned clearly and the landscape of white vanished to bring a fresh view.

Piles upon piles of tall towers surged from the ground and entombed my form beneath its imposing shades. There was light and in a blink, came the birth of nihility.

Of absence and nothing more. And from within the emptiness, i saw the desires of my heart. Not only witnessed it for myself but also lived it as my own. My parents were there as were my sisters.

And amongst my family were my countless collection of harems in the past. A life worth living a million times over.

"To have mastered great sealing techniques as this one, you truly are gifted Teresa. It's just sad..." i muttered after i thoroughly tasted the effects of her mystique. A couple of eternities in a single breath of time.

Truthfully, i enjoyed the free taste of a perfect life. With no sorrow nor suffering, everything else becomes a scene of euphoria.

Lesser beings would have succ.u.mbed to those attractions and breathed their last within seconds. At least those soul creation realms and below experts. But alas, i was not one of those puny characters.

"Soul Excision." I murmured the words and the revelry i was in crumbled into pieces.

Each picture of beauty and allure returned to the illusory worlds of fancy and within ten breaths, i was back once more on the icy snow white.

"You have lived a mirage of a happy life, Teresa. That is enough i guess." i parted with these words even as her smoldering carca.s.s returned to whence it came.

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