'Lust system': Rise of the Harem lord-Chapter 46

A Host Returned

Thunder crackled over Dominion.

But it wasn’t from a storm.

It was the sound of reality fracturing.

The sky above the tower split open—not like glass this time, but like a wound torn across space. Out of the bleeding rift came a single figure, drifting downward like a fallen seraph.

Tall. Beautiful. Wrapped in threads of pure white.

And entirely wrong.

> [INCOMING HERALD: 2 of 7]

[Name: LUCIS]

[Type: Former Host – Rewritten by Thrones]

[Danger Rating: EXTREME]

Elias stood at the base of the tower with his team assembled—Lilith, Aya, Echo, Serai, Velhira, Xara, and the other bonded.

But when he saw the face of the Herald... his breath caught.

"...no."

The figure landed softly.

Smiling.

Blue eyes. Silver hair. A mark on his neck—one Elias had carved himself long ago.

Aya whispered, "That’s..."

Mira confirmed from the control deck. "That’s Rael."

Lilith clenched her fists.

"He was one of the originals."

Rael.

Elias’s first bonded male Host—the one he lost during the core overload trials.

The one he buried.

The one who died protecting Dominion’s eastern wall during the first siege.

Rael stepped forward, expression soft. "You still carry guilt, Elias. That’s good. It means there’s a piece of you worth destroying."

Elias grit his teeth. "You’re not him."

"I am more than him now," the Herald said. "I am what your system feared becoming. Perfect. Obedient. Purified."

Xara stepped forward, her smile fading. "This one isn’t chaos. He’s something worse—he’s order without mercy."

Serai’s eyes widened. "He’s a clean Herald. A perfected one. Not fused like Mal-Eth. Woven."

Rael opened his arms.

"Let me show you what salvation feels like, my Lord."

And in a blink, he moved.

---

The battlefield erupted.

Rael vanished—then reappeared behind Echo, striking once. Her barrier shattered, sending her flying.

Lilith launched a burning blade—Rael caught it mid-air.

Serai summoned a gravitational rift—Rael bent time around it, stepping through the edge.

"He’s adapting faster than we can hit," Aya shouted, dodging another radiant spear.

Xara narrowed her eyes.

"I know what he’s doing. He’s not just fighting. He’s syncing with Elias’s old memories. It’s how he’s predicting our moves."

Elias dropped to one knee, his system blaring warnings.

> [SYNC ERROR]

[EMOTIONAL ECHO COLLISION: RAEL]

His hand trembled.

"I never moved on from his death," he whispered.

"Then fix that," Xara growled. "Or he’ll make your whole team part of his rebirth."

---

Serai grabbed Elias by the collar.

"You bonded with chaos to stabilize the system. Now use it."

He looked up at her, breathing hard.

"You mean—"

"Yes," she said. "Trigger the Disruption Pulse."

---

Elias turned to Xara.

She grinned wildly, threads of raw entropy swirling around her.

"Ready to break some rules?"

He nodded.

Their hands met—threads burst out in spirals of black and red.

> [SYSTEM DISRUPTION PULSE: ACTIVATED]

[Target: Herald – LUCIS]

The world snapped.

Rael—Lucis—staggered. His perfect rhythm stuttered. His balance failed.

And Elias struck.

One clean, vicious blow straight through the weakened thread behind Lucis’s back.

Blood splattered. Code screamed.

Lucis fell to one knee.

His eyes met Elias’s.

"...you still fight like him," he said softly.

Elias’s voice was quiet.

"And you still die like you used to."

He finished it.

---

The rift above closed.

The Herald disintegrated.

And the system stabilized—briefly.

> [Herald Eliminated: 2 of 7]

[Emotional Sync Restored]

[Note: Host Elias is reaching Emotional Bond Capacity]

[Consider Thread Detachment Protocol... or face collapse.]

---

That night, Elias stood alone outside the Dominion hall.

Lilith approached. "You okay?"

He didn’t answer at first.

Then: "They’re not just sending monsters anymore. They’re sending memories."

Lilith nodded.

"And soon, they’ll send your future too."

Thread Detachment Protocol

The next morning, Dominion was silent.

Too silent.

No alarms. No alerts. No interference from the Heralds. The calm after Rael’s fall should’ve been a relief.

But it wasn’t.

> [System Warning: Emotional Bond Thread Overload — 93% Capacity]

[Stability Decline: 7% per cycle]

[ACTION REQUIRED: Detach One Bond Thread]

[Failing to detach will trigger auto-collapse within 3 system cycles.]

Elias stood in the center of the Core Chamber, surrounded by mirrors showing his bonded.

Lilith. Aya. Mira. Echo. Rina. Velhira. Xara. Serai.

Every one of them stared back at him—fragments of pain, power, trust.

He could barely breathe.

Mira’s voice came through the main console. "It’s real. The system’s not bluffing. It’s not just the new bonds, Elias. It’s you. You’ve reached your limit."

Serai added gently, "You weren’t designed to carry this many powerful threads. No one was."

Aya folded her arms, jaw tight. "So what, he’s supposed to choose one of us to just cut loose?"

Lilith’s voice was low. "It’s not about favorites. It’s about survival."

Elias clenched his fists.

"I didn’t build Dominion just to tear it apart."

The system pulsed again.

> [WARNING: THREAD FUSION CROSSING CRITICAL POINT]

[DETACH OR FACE FULL SYSTEM RESET]

Xara stepped forward, her chaos threads flickering around her.

"I’ll go," she said simply.

Everyone turned.

"I’m the unstable variable. I always was. This whole thing started breaking the moment I bonded to you, Elias. I don’t belong here."

"No," Lilith said sharply.

"You do," Echo added.

"But one of us has to go," Serai whispered.

They all looked at Elias.

The weight hit him like gravity itself. He wasn’t a king. Not a god.

Just a man holding the hearts of seven dangerous, powerful women.

One decision could save them all.

Or destroy everything.

He walked to the center panel.

Touched it.

A holographic wheel of threads appeared, each pulsing with a name.

The system pulsed one final time.

> [Choose One to Detach]

[You have 3 minutes.]

---

Elias’s hand hovered.

He felt them all at once.

Aya’s stubborn loyalty. Lilith’s guarded strength. Mira’s logic. Serai’s divine calm. Echo’s complexity. Velhira’s shadows. Xara’s untamed fire.

All of it...

And then he closed his eyes.

"I choose..."

The One He Let Go

Elias’s hand hovered over the spinning thread wheel.

Each name glowed. Each one pulsed in sync with his heartbeat.

Lilith. Aya. Mira. Echo. Serai. Velhira. Xara.

He clenched his jaw. Eyes closed. Three seconds of silence passed like eternity.

Then he whispered—so low even the system nearly missed it.

"...Xara."

The chaos thread dimmed.

> [Bond Thread Identified: XARA — CHAOS HOST]

[Detachment Protocol Confirmed.]

[Beginning Thread Severance...]

[Stability Restoring... 42%... 61%... 87%...]

The others stood still, watching, not even breathing.

Xara blinked slowly.

Then chuckled. "So that’s how it ends."

"Xara—" Elias stepped toward her.

But she raised a hand. "Don’t."

Her smile was there, but it trembled.

"I told you. I’m the storm you can’t keep. I was never meant to stay."

Elias’s system flared. The bond thread between them—once wild and bright—fractured like crystal. Unwoven. Unlinked.

> [Bond with Chaos Host: TERMINATED]

[System Stability at 91%. Emotional Load Balanced.]

Xara stepped back, shadows already unraveling around her.

"Don’t forget what you felt, Elias. What we broke to make stronger."

"I won’t," he said, voice low.

"Good," she smiled. "Because I never existed to be remembered."

---

She vanished.

Just like that.

No explosion. No scream. Just... gone.

Mira looked away.

Velhira said nothing.

Lilith stepped forward, eyes hard. "You made the right call. But that doesn’t mean it won’t leave a scar."

Aya muttered, "She would’ve brought everything down."

Serai added gently, "But her sacrifice lifted us up."

Elias didn’t speak.

He turned and walked out of the chamber.

---

That night, he stood alone beneath the stars, watching the skies.

One of them shimmered—bright red for a second.

He exhaled.

And for a brief moment, the wind whispered her name.

---

Back inside Dominion, the system pulsed again:

> [SYSTEM THREAD ALIGNMENT: COMPLETE]

[Herald 3 of 7 Approaching – Estimated Arrival: 12 Hours]

[Herald Name: NAZURAH — She Who Remembers Everything]

And far away, across the fractured sky—

A woman with long silver hair and thirteen eyes opened her palm.

Within it?

A memory crystal of Elias, before the system ever found him.

She Who Remembers Everything

Dominion trembled.

Not from a strike.

Not from war.

But from silence.

A memory storm swept across the system core—flashes of things that never happened, or that did, but were erased. Faces. Voices. Regrets. All playing like fragments from a broken film reel.

Mira clutched her head, eyes wide. "System’s flooding with phantom data. These aren’t simulations. These are... memories."

Aya leaned against the wall, disoriented. "I can hear my brother’s voice. He’s been dead ten years."

Velhira narrowed her eyes. "This isn’t a fight. It’s a mental overwrite."

The system finally announced it.

> [WARNING: HERALD 3 OF 7 HAS ARRIVED]

[Designation: NAZURAH – She Who Remembers Everything]

[Danger Type: Emotional Override / Past Resurrection]

The air outside the tower cracked open like brittle glass.

And from it stepped Nazurah.

Tall. Graceful. Dressed in a long, iridescent robe woven from memory threads that shimmered with scenes—Elias laughing as a boy, crying under the stars, walking away from a burning village.

Her thirteen eyes blinked in perfect sync.

Her voice was soft.

"Hello again, Elias."

Elias stepped forward slowly, eyes wide.

"I don’t know you."

She smiled.

"You did."

---

Inside Dominion, alarms blared—but nothing physical breached the walls.

Instead, the system began bleeding memory files.

The central interface burst to life, showing clips of Elias at seventeen, trembling under fluorescent lights, hands covered in blood.

Serai gasped. "That isn’t system data. That’s real."

Aya whispered, "How is she doing this?"

Nazurah walked calmly through the memory fog she summoned. Every step she took caused the team to see parts of themselves they’d locked away—deaths, betrayals, guilt.

She stopped just a few feet from Elias.

"You loved someone once. Before the system. Her name was... Ren."

Elias froze.

Lilith turned sharply.

"Ren?"

Elias shook his head. "No. That’s not possible. That name was erased."

Nazurah stepped closer, placing a glowing memory crystal in his palm.

Inside it:

Ren. Golden eyes. Soft laugh. Her fingers reaching out—then disappearing in smoke.

"You forgot her to survive," Nazurah whispered. "I’m here to give her back."

---

> [SYSTEM THREAT: DEEP MEMORY INJECTION]

[Status: Elias’s Emotional Core Compromised]

The others began to feel it too.

Mira stumbled. "She’s rewriting our emotional anchors..."

Echo collapsed to one knee. "My mirror threads are shattering..."

Aya gritted her teeth. "She’s weaponizing our memories against us!"

Only Velhira stood firm.

"She can’t be fought with blades or power."

Elias clenched the crystal. His hands shook.

"I buried this... I buried her..."

Nazurah looked deep into his eyes. "And now you must face what you buried."

---

Suddenly, the air twisted.

A new figure appeared—drawn from the crystal.

Ren.

Real. Soft. Smiling.

She stepped toward Elias and whispered, "Come back to me."

The system screamed.

> [EMOTIONAL FUSION PATHWAY DETECTED]

[New Bond Thread Forming: ILLEGAL THREAD — GHOST CORE]

[DO NOT BOND — SYSTEM INTEGRITY AT RISK]

Everyone shouted at once.

"Elias, don’t touch her!"

"She’s not real!"

"She’s a weapon!"

But her eyes...

They were real.

And his heart ached.

---

Elias stood at the edge of collapse.

Bond... or let go?

He looked at Ren.

At the Dominion.

At the scars Nazurah had ripped open.

Then he said:

"...I choose to remember."

He stepped forward—and let the crystal fall from his hand, shattering on the floor.

The illusion broke.

Nazurah screamed—her form glitching violently.

Elias’s system lit up:

> [ILLEGAL BOND REJECTED]

[THREAD SHIELD DEPLOYED]

[Herald Link Severed.]

He raised his hand.

And fired a blast of raw emotional backlash—everything Nazurah had pulled from him—right into her core.

She exploded into shards of thought and grief.

Silence followed.

> [Herald Eliminated: 3 of 7]

[Emotional Stability Restored]

---

That night, Elias stood alone on the tower roof.

Serai stepped beside him.

"She used your past against you. And you still stood."

Elias didn’t answer at first.

Then softly: "I didn’t forget Ren to survive. I forgot her... because I couldn’t protect her."

Serai placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You protect more than ever now."

He nodded.

Eyes still haunted—but clear.

---

Far beyond, the Thrones stirred again.

This time... they were no longer sending Heralds to test him.

They were preparing to send something else.

Something final.

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