04:15 – Obsidian Wing Dormitory | The Moonlit Baths
The dormitory baths were a cathedral of steam and starlight. Black marble pools steamed under open skylights; triple moons painted silver ripples across naked skin. Mana-infused water glowed faint pink, runes swirling like curious koi. The air tasted of jasmine, sweat, and victory.
Arya floated at the center of the largest pool, Level 113, brand blazing like a second sun. Her six dragons—Ruby, Storm, Thunder, Specter, Echo, Void—curled in stasis crystals along the walls, eyes glowing. The cohort surrounded her in a loose circle: Alexander, Gilgamesh, Liora, Cassia, Velira, Sable, the twins (Eris & Nyx), Milo & Lena. All naked. All hers.
[POST-BATTLE RECOVERY: LIBIDO +300% | HEALING +500%]
[TRAIT: PHEROMONES → RANK S (ALLIES +20% STATS)]
Sable's shadows curled around Arya's thighs like silk ropes, still tasting of the dream. "Command me again, Alpha," she whispered, voice husky.
Arya pulled her close, kissing her slow—Soul Link 2/3 complete. The water rippled; pleasure echoed through the bond. Alexander's runes flared; Gilgamesh's speed runes cracked the marble.
Bathhouse Confession Protocol
Mireille—silver-haired, ledger in waterproof case—stood on the pool's edge, eyes wide. "Measurements," she announced, voice trembling. "For… statistical accuracy."
The cohort laughed. Velira twirled a dagger. "Start with the Alpha."
Arya rose from the water, droplets sliding down her skin like liquid diamonds. Beauty 155+. The system measured:
[ARYA ALLISON – PHYSICAL STATS]
[HEIGHT: 5'9" → 6'0" (GROWTH SPURT)]
[BUST: 34D → 38F (PAIN/PLEASURE CONVERSION)]
[WAIST: 24" → 22" (TELEKINESIS TONING)]
[HIPS: 36" → 42" (DRAGON TAMER CURVES)]
[BRAND: OBSIDIAN TEETH – LEVEL 113]
Mireille scribbled furiously. "Noted. Subject A.A. now exceeds Goddess-tier aesthetics."
Cassia floated over, flames dimmed to embers. "My turn." She arched, water beading on freckled skin.
[CASSIA DRAGONBLOOD – STATS]
[BUST: 36E | WAIST: 26" | HIPS: 40"]
[FLAME CORE: RANK S+]
Liora followed, ice trailing from her nipples. "Measure this."
[LIORA VEYNE – STATS]
[BUST: 34F | WAIST: 23" | HIPS: 38"]
[ICE CORE: RANK S (BROKEN BY ALPHA'S MARK)]
The twins fused into their four-armed form, tails flicking. "We share."
[ERIS & NYX – COMBINED STATS]
[BUST: 32C x2 | WAIST: 20" | HIPS: 36"]
[DUAL CORE: RANK A+]
Sable's shadows measured her without touch—34B, 22", 36". Velira's daggers traced her own scars—32D, 24", 38". Milo & Lena, shyly holding hands, glowed in sync—petite, perfect.
Alexander and Gilgamesh refused measurement—"Givers don't submit"—but their runes pulsed harder with every stat revealed.
***
04:45 – Level-Up Orgy | Bathhouse Edition
The water boiled.
Sable's shadows lifted Arya onto a floating marble dais. The cohort formed a circle, hands linked. Commander's Aura Rank C + Pheromones Rank S = +70% team stats.
Step 1: Initiation.
Arya kissed Sable—Soul Link 3/3 complete. Shadows erupted, binding the cohort in a web of pleasure.
Step 2: Resonance.
Alexander entered her from behind, slow, deep—Storm Step crackling. Gilgamesh took her mouth, speed runes vibrating.
Step 3: Chain reaction.
Cassia's flames licked Liora's skin; Velira's daggers traced the twins' spines; Milo & Lena dual-casted telekinetic caresses.
The water turned to liquid mana. Orgasms hit like tidal waves—resonance loop.
[ORGY RESONANCE: BATHHOUSE EDITION]
[ARYA → LEVEL 133]
[COHORT → +10 LEVELS EACH]
[TRAIT UNLOCKED: HAREM LORD – BONDED TARGETS SHARE 1 TRAIT/DAY]
The brand sang. The dorm runes flared. Crystal orbs recorded—live-streamed to every screen in Elyssara.
***
05:15 – Mireille's Abduction
The orgy peaked. Mireille, still on the edge, scribbled final notes:
"Subject A.A. – orgasm decibel: 92dB. Cohort sync: 99.9%. System anomaly: DUAL CORE ECHO DETECTED—"
A shadow portal ripped open behind her.
Jonathan Andrew stepped through—Level 192, cloak of living void, eyes black holes. His hand clamped Mireille's mouth. A brand-hack rune—black ice—seared her throat.
[BRAND-HACK: MIREILLE – FORCED SOUL LINK]
[OBJECTIVE: STEAL ARYA'S BRAND CODE]
Mireille's ledger fell, pages scattering. Jonathan kissed her—Mana Leech stealing 20 levels in one second. She went limp.
Arya surged from the dais, Blink Step to Jonathan—too late. He vanished with Mireille, portal sealing.
The cohort froze, pleasure turning to rage.
Alexander's runes ignited. "He's in the Void Citadel."
Gilgamesh cracked his knuckles. "Then we storm it."
***
05:30 – Emergency War Council | Dorm Roof
The cohort dressed in Taker Uniform V10: nano-skirts, liquid mercury bikinis, dragon-scale armor. Arya's dragons roared overhead.
Sable's shadows replayed the abduction—frame-by-frame. Mireille's last ledger page glowed:
> "DUAL CORE FUSION PROTOCOL – JONATHAN ANDREW IS THE GLITCH. KISS = GODHOOD OR RESET."
Arya's brand burned. Jonathan wasn't just a rival. He was her mirror—the boy who'd never been loved, now the man who'd burn the world to feel it.
Liora knelt, ice cracking. "Command me, Alpha."
Cassia's flames roared. "Burn the Citadel."
Velira teleported daggers into her hands. "I'll gut him."
The twins fused, tails lashing. "We'll eat his shadows."
Milo & Lena raised their hands—dual telekinesis forming a miniature Void Citadel. "We'll breach the wards."
Alexander pulled Arya close. "He wants your kiss. We'll give him *war*."
Gilgamesh grinned. "Speed-run the apocalypse?"
Sable's shadows curled around Arya's brand. "I'll dream-walk the Citadel. Find Mireille."
Arya looked at her empire—Level 133, six dragons, a harem, a legion. The moons bled red.
"Tomorrow," she said, voice steel. "We end him."
[QUEST: STORM THE VOID CITADEL]
[OBJECTIVE: RESCUE MIREILLE | KILL OR BOND JONATHAN]
[REWARD: +50 LEVELS | SYSTEM ORIGIN CODE]
[FAILURE: Elyssara FALLS]
The brand pulsed.
Let the final war begin.