Day 118 Post-Impact
The archives had become a war room.
Jade had commandeered an entire section of the research wing, transforming it into a web of data streams and holographic displays. Yuki worked beside her, the two of them speaking in a rapid-fire technical shorthand that left most observers lost. Ice crystals formed unconsciously on Yuki's fingertips as she processed data, while Jade's screens flickered with streams of information only she could fully parse.
"The seal network operated on a twelve-point system," Yuki explained, pointing to a complex diagram she'd reconstructed from fragmented records. "Each major seal was anchored to a geographic location with specific energy signatures. The Indonesian seal drew power from volcanic activity and monsoon patterns."
"Which explains the twenty-three day deadline," Jade added, her fingers dancing across multiple keyboards. "The first major storm of the season will generate massive atmospheric energy. If the entity can tap into that..."
"It could force through the remaining bindings." Sarnav studied the diagram, trying to make sense of patterns his ancestors had apparently understood instinctively. "Or I could use that same energy to reinforce them."
"Theoretically." Yuki's expression was troubled, frost spreading across her tablet. "But the archives are incomplete. Large sections appear to have been deliberately destroyed or hidden. Your bloodline was supposed to receive this knowledge through direct transmission - a kind of memory inheritance. But..."
"But my father died before he could pass it on."
The words hung in the air. Day Zero. The Bangsar impact crater. His father dying with his mistress while Sarnav fought for survival across the city. All that inherited knowledge, lost because Vikram Kish had been somewhere he shouldn't have been, with someone he shouldn't have been with.
Silence fell over the room.
"There's something else," Jade said carefully. "I've been cross-referencing the entity's claims against historical records. Some of them... check out."
"What do you mean?"
She pulled up a series of documents. "Three thousand years ago, there was a faction among the Seal Wardens who opposed the mass imprisonments. They argued that some of the beings being sealed were neutral or even beneficial. The faction was eventually suppressed, their records destroyed."
"So the entity might actually be telling the truth about being unjustly imprisoned?"
"It's possible. But it's also possible that faction was simply wrong, or that the entity is selectively presenting history to manipulate you." Jade met his eyes. "I don't have enough data to determine which."
[ARCHIVE ANALYSIS: 67% COMPLETE][CONFLICTING HISTORICAL NARRATIVES DETECTED][RECOMMENDATION: CONTINUE RESEARCH - INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR CONCLUSION]
Sarnav ran a hand through his hair. Twenty-two days left to make a decision that could affect the entire region. No pressure.
"Keep digging," he said. "Both of you. I need to know everything we can find before I make any decisions."
He found Sana in the medical wing.
She was alone, organizing supplies with the methodical care she brought to everything. Her holy light ability had made her invaluable as a healer, but she never let that importance go to her head. She was still the same sweet, caring woman he'd pulled from the dungeon collapse months ago.
"Sarnav-kun." Her face lit up when she saw him, dimples appearing with her smile. "I felt you coming through the bond. You're troubled."
"That obvious?"
"To me it is." She set down the supplies and crossed to him, her soft curves pressing against him as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "The others are worried too. We can all feel the weight you're carrying."
He held her, breathing in her familiar scent - something floral and clean. "I might have to make a choice that affects thousands of lives. Maybe millions. And I don't have enough information to know if I'm making the right one."
"You'll figure it out." Her voice was steady with faith. "You always do."
"What if I don't? What if I choose wrong?"
She pulled back to meet his eyes, her warm brown gaze filled with certainty. "Then we face the consequences together. All of us. That's what being a family means."
Family. Eleven wives who had chosen him, who had bound their fates to his. The word still caught him off guard sometimes.
"I don't deserve you," he said quietly.
"Probably not." Her dimples deepened with her teasing smile. "But you're stuck with me anyway, Anata."
The endearment, the Japanese word for "dear," made something warm bloom in his chest. She didn't use it often - saved it for moments when she wanted him to know she meant it.
"You haven't been to see me in a while," she added, her voice softening. "Not properly. I've missed you."
He heard what she wasn't saying. It had been too long since their last intimate encounter. She'd been patient, understanding, never demanding. But she needed him too.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I've been so focused on everything else..."
"I know." She rose on her toes, pressing a soft kiss to his jaw. "But right now, there's nothing you can do about entities or seals or deadlines. Right now, you can let me take care of you." Another kiss, lower on his neck. "Let me be what you need, Sarnav-kun."
Her hands slid under his shirt, warm against his skin. Her touch was gentle but insistent, and he felt his body responding despite the exhaustion.
"Here?" He glanced around the medical wing.
"I locked the door when I felt you coming." Her smile turned slightly mischievous - that secretly perverted side she only showed him. "I've been thinking about this. About you. Touching myself at night and wishing you were there."
The image hit him like a punch. Sweet, innocent Sana with her hand between her thighs, whimpering his name.
"Show me," he said, his voice rougher than intended. "Show me what you do when you think about me."
Her cheeks flushed pink, but she didn't look away. Instead, she stepped back and slowly began to undress.
Her medical coat came off first, revealing the simple white dress beneath. The dress followed, sliding down her body to pool at her feet. She wore plain white underwear - practical, innocent - but on her curves it looked anything but plain.
"Like this," she whispered, her hand sliding down her stomach to cup herself through the cotton. "I think about you inside me. About how you feel. About the sounds you make when you come."
He watched, transfixed, as she began to stroke herself through the fabric. Her other hand found her breast, squeezing through the simple bra. Her eyes never left his.
"Sarnav-kun..." Her voice was breathy now. "I get so wet thinking about you. See?"
She pulled her underwear aside, revealing her glistening folds. She was soaked, her arousal coating her fingers as she touched herself.
"Fuck." He closed the distance between them in two strides, lifting her onto the nearby examination table. "You're going to kill me."
"Then die happy." She pulled him into a kiss, her tongue sliding against his.
He stripped her remaining clothes away, revealing her body - the generous E-cup breasts that spilled free from her bra, the soft curves of her waist, the trimmed patch of dark hair between her thighs. She was beautiful in a soft, feminine way that made him want to worship every inch of her.
Her hands worked at his clothes with surprising urgency, and soon they were both naked. His cock pressed against her thigh, hard and aching.
"Please," she whimpered. "I need you. It's been so long."
He kissed down her neck, taking his time despite her urgency. She gasped as his mouth found her breast, her nipples already hard and sensitive. He knew how responsive she was here - she'd confessed once that she could almost cum from breast play alone.
He sucked one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the peak while his hand found the other. She cried out, back arching off the table.
"Kimochi ii..." The Japanese spilled out of her naturally, her careful English dissolving into her native tongue. "Motto... more, please... don't stop..."
He obliged, switching to her other breast while his hand slid between her legs. She was dripping, her arousal coating his fingers before he even touched her properly. When he finally ran two fingers through her folds, she whimpered desperately.
"So wet," he murmured against her breast. "Soaked for me."
"I told you." Her voice was shaky. "I've been thinking about this for days. Every night, touching myself, imagining it was you..."
He pushed two fingers inside her, and she cried out. Her walls clenched immediately around him, tight and hot and welcoming. He curled his fingers, searching for that spot he knew would make her scream.
"There!" Her hips bucked violently. "Right there, Sarnav-kun, please..."
He worked that spot relentlessly while his thumb found her clit. She was already trembling, her body overwhelmed by sensation. Through the bond, he felt her pleasure building rapidly - she was sensitive, responsive, and she'd been waiting for this for too long.
"I'm going to..." Her eyes went wide. "Already, I'm going to..."
"Let go," he said. "Come on my fingers, Sana."
She shattered with a cry, golden light flickering around her as her holy power responded to the pleasure. Her pussy clamped down on his fingers in rhythmic pulses, and she soaked his hand with her release.
"Oh god," she gasped when she could speak again. "Oh god, I needed that. But I need more. Please, Anata, I need your cock. I need you inside me properly."
He positioned himself at her entrance, the head pressing against her slick folds. She was still trembling from her orgasm, still clenching, and she wrapped her legs around him to pull him forward.
When he pushed inside, she screamed.
Not pain - overwhelming pleasure. Her walls clamped down on him immediately, tight and hot and perfect. Golden light flickered around her as her holy power responded to the intensity of sensation.
"Yes!" She was already trembling. "Yes, that's it, that's what I needed..."
He began to move, and she matched his rhythm instantly, her hips rolling to meet each thrust. The wet sounds of their joining filled the medical wing, accompanied by her increasingly desperate moans.
"Sarnav-kun... so good... you feel so good inside me..."
He thrust harder, deeper, watching her face contort with pleasure. Her breasts bounced with each impact, and he leaned down to capture one nipple in his mouth again. The dual stimulation made her keen.
"I'm close," she gasped, golden light now pulsing around them both. "Already so close... you're going to make me..."
"Come for me, Sana." He drove into her with everything he had, angling to hit that spot inside her that made her see stars. "Let me feel you come on my cock."
She shattered with a scream, her pussy clamping down on him so hard it almost hurt. The holy light exploded outward in a pulse of warmth as she came, golden energy washing through the room. Through the bond he felt her pleasure as if it were his own - pure, overwhelming bliss that dragged him over the edge with her.
He spilled inside her with a groan, his cock pulsing as he filled her completely. She held him through it, her hands gentle on his back, her body still trembling with aftershocks. Her inner walls continued to milk him, drawing out every last drop.
"Suki," she whispered against his neck when she could finally speak. "I love you, Sarnav-kun. So much. Always."
"I love you too." He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips, tasting the salt of happy tears. "My Sana. My light."
They stayed like that for a long moment, still joined, letting their heartbeats slow together. The golden light faded gradually, leaving them in the soft glow of the medical wing's ambient lighting. He could feel her contentment through the bond, warm and bright as sunshine.
"Better?" she asked, her dimples showing again.
"Much better." He smiled. "You're amazing, you know that?"
"I know." She giggled - actually giggled, the sound pure and bright. "Now you should probably get back to saving the world. But tonight, you're mine again. Deal?"
"Deal."
[HARMONY POINTS: +850][BOND WITH MIURA SANA: DEEPENED][MIURA SANA: C+ → B- ADVANCEMENT TRIGGERED][HOLY LIGHT ABILITY: ENHANCED]
[DAY 118]
[SARNAV: S-RANK (HARMONY SOVEREIGN - FIRST STAGE)][PROGRESS TO SECOND STAGE: 27%]
[WIFE CULTIVATION STATUS][1. NISHA - C+ | 2. ISHANI - C | 3. ANANYA - C][4. MINJI - D+ | 5. JADE - C | 6. SANA - B-][7. JIYEON - C | 8. SERENA - C+ | 9. ZARA - C+][10. ELENA - S | 11. YUKI - D]
[HARMONY SAFE ZONE: 1,340 SURVIVORS | 3 SECTORS][SEAL INTEGRITY: 92.4%]
[ENTITY STATUS: MONITORING - 2KM PERIMETER][DEADLINE: 22 DAYS REMAINING]
[WIVES BONDED: 11/32]