The decision to avoid Oshima Island had been a practical one.
The island was large—far too large for the number of survivors they currently had. Clearing it would require manpower they simply did not possess, and leaving large sections unsecured would invite disaster if the dead gathered again.
So instead they sailed for Toshima.
Smaller.
Manageable.
A place where three hundred forty survivors might actually have a chance.
The boats cut slowly across the dark ocean while the mainland faded into the distance behind them.
For many of the survivors, that moment carried a strange mix of emotions.
Relief.
Fear.
And something else.
Hope.
Toshima Island appeared on the horizon shortly after sunrise.
From a distance it looked peaceful.
Small fishing docks.
Clusters of quiet houses.
Green hills rising gently above the coastline.
For a brief moment, some of the survivors allowed themselves to believe the island might truly be empty.
They were wrong.
The first zombies appeared near the docks as the boats approached.
Not many.
Perhaps a dozen.
But one figure among them moved differently.
Larger.
More coordinated.
Alexander recognized the pattern immediately.
An evolved one.
Even here.
Even on a small island with barely three hundred inhabitants before the outbreak.
The infection had reached everywhere.
The landing became their first real battle on the islands.
Saeko stepped onto the dock beside Alexander, blade already in hand.
Takashi followed.
Kohta positioned himself behind them with the shotgun.
Police officers spread out to secure the perimeter while the survivors remained aboard the boats.
The normal zombies fell quickly.
But the evolved one moved faster than expected.
It lunged.
Alexander intercepted it before anyone else could react.
The fight lasted only seconds.
The creature struck with surprising strength, but its movements were still crude compared to the ones they had faced before.
Alexander's blade ended the fight cleanly.
When the body collapsed, silence returned to the harbor.
Behind him, the survivors stared.
Some with awe.
Others with growing acceptance.
The young man they had been following was not simply lucky.
Life on Toshima began immediately.
There was no time for hesitation.
The island had to be secured.
Houses were cleared.
Fishing boats were inspected.
Food stores were gathered.
Within the first week the survivors had organized themselves into working groups.
Souichiro Takagi oversaw construction and defensive planning.
Tadashi Miyamoto coordinated security patrols with the remaining police officers.
Saya organized resource management.
And Alexander…
Alexander somehow ended up in the centre of everything.
He hadn't claimed authority.
But people kept looking to him anyway.
Not everyone was happy about it.
Three hundred forty survivors meant three hundred forty opinions.
Some of the older adults struggled with the idea that a teenager had become the most influential voice in the settlement.
But every time doubt surfaced, reality had a way of silencing it.
Whenever a zombie appeared along the shoreline…
Whenever something dangerous needed to be handled…
Alexander stepped forward.
And handled it.
Over time, the arguments became quieter.
The island was safe.
But it was also small.
And eventually, the same discussion began appearing again.
Population.
Resources.
Expansion.
After a month of debate, the decision was made.
They would move again.
Not to Oshima.
Not yet.
Instead they would settle Niijima Island.
Niijima was larger.
It had an airport.
Fuel reserves.
Infrastructure.
And enough space for the survivor population to grow.
The move took nearly a week.
Boats carried people and supplies across the water while scouting teams ensured the island remained manageable.
Once again, the zombies were cleared.
Once again, the survivors rebuilt.
But this time something was different.
This time it began to feel permanent.
The helicopter became their greatest advantage.
With fuel from the airport and Tajima piloting alongside Rika, the aircraft became the island community's eyes.
Every few days the helicopter lifted off, flying low across the mainland coastline.
Sometimes they returned empty.
Sometimes they returned with survivors.
Broken people.
Terrified people.
But alive.
Each rescue added new voices to the growing settlement.
By the end of the year, the population had grown to nearly twelve hundred survivors.
Not all of them accepted Alexander easily.
Those who had lived through the fall of the mainland understood why leadership had fallen to him.
But some of the newly rescued survivors saw only a young man surrounded by people who seemed to trust him blindly.
They questioned it.
Complained about it.
Whispered about it.
But the longer they stayed…
The harder those complaints became to maintain.
Because Alexander never asked for authority.
He simply carried responsibility when no one else could.
Life slowly began resembling something like normal again.
Children attended classes inside the old airport terminal.
Fishing boats returned to the sea.
Farm plots appeared along the island hillsides.
And in the quiet spaces between work and survival…
People remembered how to live.
Relationships formed.
Some slowly.
Some unexpectedly.
Takashi and Rei were the first.
The tension between them had existed since the beginning of the outbreak, built on grief, guilt, and unresolved feelings.
One night near the shoreline, that tension finally broke.
They talked for hours beneath the sound of the waves.
About Hisashi.
About the past.
About everything they had avoided saying.
When the sun rose the next morning, they were finally together.
Kohta and Asami grew closer through shared responsibility.
Defence planning turned into long evenings reviewing patrol routes together.
Training sessions became conversations.
Conversations became quiet moments watching the sunset over the ocean.
Neither of them rushed it.
Neither of them needed to.
Their relationship grew naturally, built on trust and shared purpose.
Alexander's situation was… more complicated.
Saeko was the first.
That had been obvious almost from the beginning.
She understood him in ways few others did.
The calm within violence.
The discipline required to survive.
Their relationship developed through training sessions and quiet conversations during night patrols.
Eventually the distance between them simply disappeared.
Alexander and Saeko finally took their relationship to the next level and it felt right for both of them.
===NSFW Start===
Saeko was an amateur in the way of kissing, but she had something Shizuka didn't. She had drive, a hunger, and that was something I liked. So as Saeko tried to dominate my lips, and even started to bite mine, I didn't let her have all the fun. I let my hands travel down her body, and as one of my hands reached under her kimono, and cupped her breast, I took the opening I made, and sent my tongue into her mouth when she opened it to moan.
She fought against me, not because she didn't want it, but because she wanted to dominate me. But she'd need to earn that.
I dominated her mouth, and bit onto her tongue as I brought it into my mouth. She was surprised by that, but before she could try anything else, I used the hand on her breast to grip her mound, and brought the other hand down to her inner thigh and brushed it against her sex. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around me as my fingers trailed against her folds, and I let go of her tongue. She sent me a look that demanded more, so I decided to give her more.
I decided to ramp up what I was doing. I let my fingers trail her folds, and when I realized she was wet enough, I slid a finger in. "A-AH, A-Alexander!" Hearing her moan in pleasure, and say my name, made me grin. I started to pump my finger, and Saeko started to lose her hold on me.
Saeko moaned even more as I slipped another finger inside, and pumped faster and deeper. I felt her arms shake, and as her legs started to go weak, I went back to her mouth, and dominated her tongue. She started to buck against my fingers, and I could tell she was getting close. And as I felt she was about to reach her peak, I took out my fingers and stopped. The way she froze and looked at me, begging me with her eyes to give it to her, made me grin.
"Say it Saeko." She looked at me, bit her lip, and I saw her shake.
"Alexander... Give it to me! I NEED IT!"
"What do you need Saeko?"
"I need to cum, make me cum Alexander!" I grinned even wider, and plunged 3 fingers inside of her. She arched her back at the sudden intrusion, and I opened her kimono and moved the shirt underneath as I pinched one nipple while I sucked and bit onto the other. Her arms and legs locked around me as Saeko bucked against my fingers and moaned like an animal. "FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCKFUUU-" And she came. I felt her tighten around my fingers, and she let out a howl as her back arched, and then went limp against the floor.
She was panting, and her body was still going through her first orgasm, but I saw her eyes. She enjoyed it, and she wanted more. So I decided to indulge her. I licked my fingers, in clear view of Saeko, and I saw the lust in her eyes grow. Saeko tried to move, but I pressed a hand against her chest, and stopped her.
"Stay." The look in her eyes told me she wanted to disobey, to ravage me like I would her, but I saw her arousal skyrocket, both in her eyes and her lower lips. She eventually nodded, and I smiled. "Good girl." I put the fingers I licked, the fingers that were inside her just moments earlier, into her mouth. I saw her surprise, but the way she sucked on my fingers, and even started to bite, made me smile.
I pressed myself against her, which included pressing my cock, still inside my pants, against her pussy, and that made her lock her legs around me again. I rubbed my cock against her, and used my other hand to pinch her nipple hard enough to make her bite my fingers a little harder. And as she sucked and bit on my fingers, trailed her tongue all over them, I rubbed my cock on her sex and aimed up a little higher to hit her clit. When she felt my tip touch it, she seized up, and I pressed harder and rubbed it again. Her body shook, and I could tell she was about too, if not already, reach her peak.
So I did something she wasn't ready for. I took my fingers off her nipple, and quickly brought it downwards to her clit, and I pinched. She released my fingers, and I heard her moan louder. "A-A-ALEXANDER!" Her shout marked her second climax, and I watched as it wracked her body. She had clamped her legs against me, and my cock was pressed onto her clit as she came.
She went through her second climax, and her body went limp. I saw the satisfied look on her face, and leaned down as I gave her another kiss with tongue. She responded, and we stopped it after that. We broke it off, watched as a string of saliva fell between us, and looked at each other.
"After that, I don't think I can move right away. You'll take responsibility, won't you Mr. Greywald?" I laughed at that.
"Sure. Want a piggyback ride?" She rolled her eyes at that.
"I don't think I have the energy to ride anything as I am Mr. Greywald. Won't you be a gentleman and carry a lady?" I looked at Saeko, and she laughed as I did. We laughed together for a bit, and then I picked her up, bridal style and everything. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and nuzzled into the crook of my neck.
So just like that, Saeko and I headed back to the estate, and I tried not to pay any mind to Saeko biting onto my neck again, leaving love bites as she trailed up and down my neck. I got close to the estate... Then I stopped. Saeko stopped biting my neck, and looked at me, question clear in her eyes.
"They're going to know." She paused, blinked at me, and I saw her face go red.
"Take responsibility Mr. Greywald!" I laughed, a loud and clear thing, and nodded.
"Sure. Whatever you want my little samurai." She nodded at that, then went back to biting my neck...
"So you don't mind being seen leaving marks on my neck, but people is embarrassing to you?" She bit into me a little harder, and I could see her blush coming back, but she refused to answer. I just rolled my eyes at her, and went back to the estate.
=== NSFW End===
Saya came next.
Her relationship with Alexander grew through arguments more than romance.
Strategy debates.
Logistics planning.
Late nights studying maps together.
Somewhere between those discussions, her irritation gradually softened into something far more complicated.
She never admitted it easily.
But everyone noticed.
Shizuka's affection was different.
Warm.
Uncomplicated.
She had always been physically affectionate, but living together on the island made that closeness impossible to ignore.
Her happiness around Alexander eventually wore down whatever hesitation remained.
Even Rika noticed.
Rika Minami was the most reluctant.
At first she watched the situation with amused skepticism.
But over time she saw something that surprised her.
Shizuka was happy.
Genuinely happy.
And Alexander never treated any of the women around him like possessions or trophies.
Eventually curiosity turned into something else.
And one evening, after returning from a rescue mission together, Rika finally admitted she was willing to see where things might lead.
She was not yet fully in love, but there was a spark there that ignited more with time.
Not every story ended the same way.
Miku Yuuki tried once to insert herself into Alexander's growing circle.
She was careful.
Charming.
Persistent.
And she had a great body which she tried using in charming him.
But Alexander declined.
Gently and respectfully.
Perhaps it wasn't entirely fair to judge her based on choices she had made in another timeline.
But some impressions were difficult to forget.
Even in a new world.
By the end of the calendar year, Niijima Island had transformed.
Fields grew where empty land once lay.
Fishing fleets operated daily.
Children laughed again.
And the helicopters still flew regularly across the ocean searching for survivors.
The world beyond the islands remained broken.
But here…
Humanity had begun rebuilding something fragile.
Something worth protecting.
And though some voices still questioned him, the majority of the twelve hundred survivors now understood one simple truth.
Without Alexander Greywald…
None of them would be alive to see it.
The year passed faster than anyone expected.
At first every day on Niijima had felt like a fragile victory. Each sunrise meant the island was still safe. Each rescue flight brought new survivors and new stories of the world that had been left behind.
But as the months slipped by, life slowly settled into something resembling normality.
Fishing boats left the harbour at dawn.
Children attended classes in the old airport terminal.
Watch towers overlooked the coastline.
Fields of vegetables spread across the hills.
And the helicopters continued flying regular patrols across the mainland, bringing back the occasional survivor who had somehow endured the ruins of Japan.
The island settlement had grown into a small city.
Nearly twelve hundred people now lived under Alexander's leadership.
And yet, as the final weeks of the year approached, a quiet tension had begun building inside him.
Because he knew something the others did not.
The mission timer was almost over.
Alexander stood alone on the cliff overlooking the harbour.
The wind carried the smell of salt and seaweed across the rocky shoreline below. Fishing boats drifted quietly near the docks while lights from the settlement flickered across the dark water.
Behind him, the island he had helped build continued its nightly rhythm.
People talking.
Children laughing.
Generators humming.
A small civilization reborn from catastrophe.
And soon…
All of it would disappear.
Not destroyed.
But moved.
He exhaled slowly.
It was time.
That night he gathered the four women closest to him.
Saeko arrived first, calm as always.
Saya followed, clearly curious about the sudden meeting.
Shizuka came last, still carrying the gentle warmth she brought into every room.
Rika leaned against the doorway with crossed arms, already suspicious that something serious was about to happen.
Alexander looked at them quietly for a moment.
Then he spoke.
"There's something you need to know about me."
The explanation took time.
At first the girls listened in silence as Alexander described the truth he had kept hidden since the day he arrived in their world.
Another universe.
A mission.
A program designed to save dying civilizations.
The fact that he had been sent here as an anchor, not as a ruler.
And that once the mission ended, the entire planet—and the solar system surrounding it—would be transported away from the zombie-infested reality they had endured.
The world would survive.
But the infection would not.
When he finished speaking, the room remained silent for several long seconds.
Saya was the first to react.
"…You're serious."
"Yes."
She stared at him, her brilliant mind clearly racing through the implications.
"You're telling us that in a few days the entire planet will… move?"
"Essentially."
Rika let out a quiet whistle.
"Well," she muttered, "that's a hell of a secret."
Shizuka looked less shocked than the others.
Instead she simply walked closer and placed a hand on Alexander's shoulder.
"You were trying to save everyone," she said softly.
"Yes."
Saeko studied him carefully.
"And when the mission ends?"
Alexander hesitated for a moment before answering.
"I leave."
The silence that followed felt heavier than anything else he had said.
Eventually he continued.
"There's another option."
Four pairs of eyes turned toward him.
"I am the leader of a civilization in my universe."
He paused briefly.
"It's small. Around four million people."
Saya blinked.
"…That's still larger than most countries."
Alexander gave a faint smile.
"My world is different."
He looked at each of them.
"If you choose to come with me, I can take you there."
The girls absorbed that quietly.
Leaving Earth.
Leaving their entire planet.
Leaving the world they had fought so hard to rebuild.
But the alternative was also clear.
The Earth they knew would soon exist somewhere else in the universe.
Separated from Alexander forever.
The decision came slowly.
But one by one…
They nodded.
That night none of them slept much.
Some of the time was spent talking.
Some of it was spent sitting quietly together while the reality of what was coming settled over them.
And some moments were more intimate.
===Cute scene with Saya===
Y, you said. We can…uddle in a room…" Saya adds with a lower toned mumbling tone.
(Uddle? She means cuddle? My, could it be that she was grumpy before because she wanted to stay in the room, but could bring herself to say so after she dragged me downstairs?)
"I guess did." I respond as I walk up to her, then move a lock of pink hair behind her ear with my hand.
"H,humm. W, well. I guess, if you want to do this, this badly. I can let you. For a bit…" She adds as she keeps looking away, an obvious blush on her face.
(Let 'me' ehh? Want to make it sound like you're doing me favour don't you. Chundere to the maximum.)
"Hmm, no. That won't do." I take a step back, Saya instantly darting her head to me.
"W, what's wrong. I said it's fine…" She responds with an almost disappointed voice.
"Well, I don't want to feel like you're doing this just for me. I'll admit that it's going to be a bit disappointing. But I'd rather wait until you feel comfortable with this." I answer as I lift my hands slightly, turning to look away. Mostly, because I was trying not to smirk…
"I, it's not like I feel uncomfortable with this. It's, fine, really…" Saya mumbles as she lowers her head...
I turned to look at the sulking pikette for a few seconds. Before I finally shook my head and walked up to Saya again. And with a quick pull, I wrapped my arms around her. Saya letting out a short yelp before turning silent again.
(You know. What Saya is missing in height, she gets in her front uhh 'assets'. Because I honestly can't fully hug her without squishing her breast on me…)
Saya then finally stopped acting like a pouty kid and unfolded her arms, grabbing on my shirt as she started grinding her forehead against my chest. She then lifted her head, and after looking at my face for a few seconds, she started glancing around.
"What?" I ask as I ruffle her hair.
"You're too tall…" She replies with a short whine.
(Or you're just too short.)
"Want to sit down?" I ask. Saya just nods.
"Uhh, well. I can't exactly walk right now…" I add as I tap her head.
"I'm not letting go…" Saya replies with a whine as she lets go of my shirt in order to hug me normally…
(Jee, our little spoiled princess. I 'was' aiming to head to the chair, but, uhh, fuck it. I can't pick her up like this and the bed is closer.)
And so, with Saya hugging me like an overzealous Koala that's bear hugging a tree on a hot summer day. I moved to the bed…
And. I know I said 'sit', but in the end I ended up about eighty percent lying with my back against the bed's headboard. Not unlike how I was with Saeko yesterday…
The moment we got relatively comfortable, Saya slid herself up towards my face, until her own face was in equal height to mine...
She then stared at me for a few seconds, switching her sight between my eyes, and, I think my lips?
"Umm. I,...umm" She stutters about as she lowers her head slightly, bringing her hands to her face to take off her glasses.
"T, this is going to be my first kiss…" She adds as she keeps looking down.
"Have you, already kissed Saeko?..." She then asks as she lifts her head to look at me, now without her glasses.
"Yes." I answer flatly.
(No point lying about this.)
"I, see. At least, you're being honest…" She adds as she glances away.
(Well, your other choices are Takashi, or Kohta. Kohta, in deference to the anime, has Asami now. And Takashi, even if you do manage to get him now, he has more than just 'kissed' Rei.)
"Did you, do anything else to her?..." She asks again.
"Else?" I ask back.
"Y, you know…" She responds as she glances around with an obvious blush.
"S, she was biting your ear and neck…" She adds as she keeps looking away.
"Uhh, maybe we did do anything 'else'. But is that something you really want to talk about now..." I answer as I sway my head from left to right…
"I, see…" Saya nods slightly, then turns to look at me.
"I'm, I'm going to let you have my first k,kiss. S, so be grateful!" She adds as she tries to take a serious expression, raising her voice in the end. Though with her face being the same colour as her hair, her 'demanding' attitude reminded me more of an overzealous squirrel that has it's cheek pouches full of acorns…
(Don't chuckle, don't chuckle…)
I turned to look towards the window as I tried to hide my smirk…
"H,hey, look at me!" Saya whines as she shakes me slightly.
(Damn you're one pushy princess.)
I let out a deep breath before turning to look back at the pinkette. And after staring at her for a few seconds, her 'serious' frown turned meek again.
"W, well what are you waiting for…" Saya whines as she glances away.
I shake my head slightly and I pass my hand to the back of her neck. Saya quickly becoming tense as her eyes went slightly wide. Though, she did start 'pushing' her upper body against me…
"Saya, if you keep looking away from me, the only thing you're going to get. Is headpats." I say as I lightly pat her head. Saya turned to look at me with a slight pout in response.
"Idiot." She whines in a low tone.
"My, are you telling me you want an idiot to take your first kiss?" I 'ask' with a smirk. Saya, just blinks at me a couple of times…
"What no, I, it's just. You, are uhh you...muuuuuuuu…." She stumbles around her words before finally giving up, announcing her defeat with a vocalized pout as she narrowed her eyes at me.
"Well?" I 'ask' as I tilt my head.
"Fine, you are not an idiot…" She sighs as she leans her face slightly towards mine…
I lean my own face closer to hers in response. Until our lips touched for a few seconds, before pulling back up. Saya then lowered her head slightly, licking her lips slightly…
"Sometimes…" She adds in a low tone.
"Sometimes?" I ask as I tilt my head.
"You're not an idiot. Sometimes." She adds as she makes a slight one-sided smirk, her face still lowered.
(What she's snickering for? Does she think she just pulled a fast one on me? Heh, cute…)
"Well, guess a 'sometimes idiot' took your first kiss then." I chime as scratch the back of her neck.
"Hum, be grateful…" She adds she buries her face on my chest.
I just laughed through my nose slightly before turning to look out the window…
===End cuteness===
Not out of desperation.
But out of understanding that the life they had built together was about to change in ways none of them could fully imagine.
The next morning Alexander called another meeting.
This one was much larger.
Souichiro Takagi.
Tadashi Miyamoto.
Rika.
Officer Matsushima.
Asami.
Kohta.
Takashi.
Rei.
And several of the other leaders who had helped build the island settlement.
The explanation began again.
This time the reactions were far less quiet.
"You're telling us," Tadashi said slowly, "that the entire planet is about to be moved to another universe."
"Yes."
"And the zombies?"
"Gone."
Several people leaned back in stunned silence.
Then the inevitable question arrived.
"If you knew about the outbreak," one of the older survivors asked carefully, "why didn't you stop it?"
Alexander answered honestly.
"Because I couldn't."
The room remained silent.
"I don't have the power to just end all zombies. I was sent to stabilize the world long enough for the transfer to happen and leave the zombies behind" he continued.
"I don't control the system to decide what needs saving or what stage. I only have influence to to act inside system limits."
He shrugged slightly.
"And even if I had tried warning people when I arrived, no one would have believed a stranger claiming the dead were about to rise."
That point was difficult to argue.
"The system wasn't designed to prevent disasters," Alexander said quietly.
"Its purpose was preservation. It needed a full planetary scan, and that process required time."
"One year."
"I was the anchor that allowed the system to synchronize with the planet."
Eventually the questions slowed.
And Alexander offered the same choice he had given the girls.
"Only a small number of people will come with me," Alexander explained.
"The rest of humanity will remain on Earth. The system will remove the infection, but the damage done during the outbreak will remain."
Someone frowned.
"So… millions or billions of people are still there?"
Alexander nodded.
"Yes. And they will have to rebuild their world."
"When the transfer happens, I will return to my own universe."
He looked around the room.
"You can stay here and continue rebuilding Earth in its new location."
Or…
"You can come with me."
The response surprised even him.
One by one…
People began agreeing.
Not all of them immediately.
But the idea spread through the room quickly.
A functioning civilization.
Safety.
Technology.
A future beyond endless survival.
For people who had watched the world collapse around them…
The choice became obvious.
Even Tadashi Miyamoto eventually nodded.
"You led us through the worst year humanity has ever faced," he said.
"If you say there's a better future waiting… I'm willing to believe you."
Alexander made one final offer.
"During the transfer I may be able to locate blood relatives of anyone here who survived elsewhere in the world."
That announcement caused an immediate reaction.
People began whispering excitedly.
Some hoped to find family members overseas.
Others simply wanted closure.
Alexander nodded.
"I'll do what I can."
The final days passed quietly.
People packed what little they intended to bring with them.
Families spent time together.
Children played near the shoreline, unaware their entire world was about to vanish.
The morning the mission ended felt strangely peaceful.
The ocean was calm.
The sky perfectly clear.
Alexander stood alone near the cliff again when it happened.
A familiar sound echoed in his mind.
Ding.
The system notification appeared silently.
Mission complete.
Before he could even react fully…
The world dissolved.
Light swallowed the island.
And Alexander Greywald suddenly found himself standing once again in the heart of his empire.