The roar from the floor below didn't just vibrate the walls; it felt like a physical shockwave of pure, unadulterated patriarchal fury. Harold Thorne, the man who had spent thirty years building a fortress of glass and gold, had just seen the foundations of his world shattered in 4K resolution. The "Exterminator" was no longer a metaphor; the sound of the Remington racking was the definitive punctuation mark on the death of the old regime.
Inside the suite, the atmosphere was thick with the "cloying, metallic perfume of sex and betrayal". Hiroki stood in the center of the "altar of deception," his naked body glistening like a dark obsidian statue in the moonlight. He felt the Sovereign Protocol humming in his blood, the points he had harvested from the women's "shattered dignity" fueling a new, colder form of power.
[DING!] [EMERGENCY STATUS: BROADCAST ACTIVE] [TABOO LEVEL: GOD-TIER] [SITUATIONAL BUFF: SOVEREIGN INVISIBILITY (PASSIVE) INITIALIZING...]
"He's coming," Sayaka-san whimpered. She was still "gaping and leaking" on the silk sheets, her "emerald robe a discarded skin". The sight of her own husband's rage on the livestream—which was still playing on her phone—had turned her "cock-drunk" bliss into a freezing paralysis. "Hiroki... the gun... he'll turn us all into 'speed-bump confetti'...".
"Let him come," Hiroki said, his voice a "low, lethal rumble" that seemed to vibrate through the floorboards. He didn't look at the door. He looked toward the window, where Mrs. Kanzaki's camera lens was still glinting like a sniper's scope.
Through his Predator's Eye, Hiroki could see the data stream. The livestream had already reached ten thousand viewers within the Emerald Archipelago. The "Ice Queen" of the Thorne family was being seen by her peers, her board members, and her rivals, all of them witnessing her "ivory thighs splayed wide" and her "virgin daughter kneeling in her mother's ruin".
"Nanami," Hiroki commanded, his Sovereign Persuasion acting as a leash on her shattered mind. "Get to the door. When your father bursts in, I want him to see exactly what his 'Golden Daughter' has inherited."
Nanami moved like a sleepwalker, her body "soaked in Hiroki's seed" and the "blood-tinged cream" of her lost innocence. She crawled to the center of the floor, directly in the path of the door, and splayed her legs toward the entrance in a "gesture of total, humiliating submission". Her "pussy was a gaping red wound," still twitching and "leaking a silver soup" that pooled on the hardwood.
THUD.
The door didn't just open; it was kicked off its hinges.
Harold Thorne stood in the threshold, his face a mask of "incandescent, murderous purple." He was wearing his black tactical vest, and the double-barrel of the Remington was aimed straight at the bed. But as the light from the hallway hit the room, he froze.
He didn't see Hiroki at first.
[SOVEREIGN INVISIBILITY: ACTIVE] [EFFECT: THE HOST IS PHYSICALLY PRESENT BUT PSYCHOLOGICALLY EDITED OUT OF THE TARGET'S PERCEPTION]
What Harold saw was his "perfect, lethal daughter" naked on the floor, her "virginity a glistening mess" on the rug. He saw his "Ice Queen" wife arched back on the bed, her fingers buried in her own "ruined holes," her face a map of "raw, burning lust" for a phantom he couldn't see. And he saw his son, Ryota, kneeling in the corner, "masturbating frantically" while staring at his own family's defilement.
"Sayaka..." Harold's voice was a "broken, gravelly rasp." The shotgun trembled in his hands. "What... what have you done? Who is doing this to you?!"
"No one is 'doing' anything to us, Harold," Sayaka-san called out, her voice a "shredded ruin" of authority. Hiroki stood right behind her, his "heavy, iron-hard cock" resting against her shoulder, though Harold's mind refused to acknowledge him. "We're just finally 'learning the value of service'. We're finally being 'broken' by a man who knows how to use us."
"Where is he?!" Harold screamed, the shotgun swinging wildly. "Where is the boy?! I'll kill him! I'll blow his goddamn head off!"
Hiroki leaned in, his breath hot against Sayaka-san's ear. "Tell him, Auntie. Tell him where the 'stain' is."
"He's everywhere, Harold," Sayaka-san laughed—a dark, "cock-drunk" sound that made her husband flinch. She reached back and "grabbed Hiroki's shaft," her hand disappearing into the "visceral heat" of his lap, though to Harold it looked like she was clutching empty air. "He's inside me. He's inside Nanami. He's the only thing that's 'real' in this house of cards."
Harold let out a "bestial roar" and stepped into the room, his finger tightening on the trigger. He was looking at Nanami, his "Golden Daughter," who was now "licking her own fingers," her eyes locked on the spot where she thought her father's world was dying.
"Get up, Nanami!" Harold barked. "Get up before I—"
[DING!] [SOVEREIGN COMMAND: THE UNMASKING] [OBJECTIVE: BREAK THE KING]
Hiroki deactivated the invisibility.
One moment, Harold was looking at his "broken harem." The next, Hiroki "materialized" in the center of the bed, his presence "god-like and predatory". He was standing over Sayaka-san, his "Sovereign Seed" still dripping from her "gaping pussy".
Harold's eyes went wide. The Remington came up, the twin muzzles looking like two black tunnels of death.
"You..." Harold whispered, his voice a "shredded thread of pride". "Phei... you little parasite..."
"The parasite has 'rewritten the host,' Uncle Harold," Hiroki said, his Charm Speech turning the room into a "hypnotic chamber".
He didn't run. He didn't hide. He grabbed Nanami by the hair and yanked her up, her "naked, leaking body" becoming a human shield of "forbidden flesh." He pressed her back against his chest, his "cock jutting out" between her thighs, his hand mauling her breasts in a "savage, claiming gesture".
"Go ahead, Uncle," Hiroki teased, his eyes "obsidian and cynical". "Pull the trigger. Blow a hole through your 'Golden Daughter.' Let the livestream see the 'King of the Archipelago' murder the only thing he ever loved because he couldn't handle the truth."
"Dad... please..." Nanami whimpered, her voice "flooded with a total, addictive submission". She reached out and "grabbed the barrels of the shotgun," pulling them toward her own chest, her "nipples dark-cherry and scraped raw" by the night's transgressions. "It feels so good, Dad... let him finish. Let him 'paint the Thorne name white'."
Harold's hands were shaking so violently the shotgun clattered against his tactical vest. He looked at the window, where the "Rude Neighbor's" camera was still flashing, recording every second of his "public execution".
"You think you've won," Harold rasped, his eyes filling with "tears of pure, unadulterated hatred." "You think you can just 'harem' your way through my life? I'll burn this whole estate down before I let you walk away with them."
"You already let me walk away with them, Harold," Hiroki said, his voice dropping into a "low, lethal rumble".
He shifted his grip, pushing Nanami down until she was on her knees again, her "mouth gaping open" in front of him. Then, he looked at Sayaka-san.
"Sayaka-san. Show him how the 'Matriarch' begs for her nephew's 'stain' while her husband watches."
Sayaka-san didn't hesitate. She crawled to the edge of the bed, her "cunt a gaping red wound" that continued to "leak thick, silver ropes of Hiroki's load". She grabbed Hiroki's cock and took it into her mouth with a "desperate, wet suction," her eyes locked on Harold's.
The sound was visceral—the slurp-slurp of her "cock-drunk" worship echoing off the mahogany furniture.
Harold let out a "broken, animal sob" and dropped the shotgun. It hit the rug with a heavy thud. He collapsed to his knees, his "Thorne Pride" incinerated.
[DING!] [HAROLD THORNE: SPIRIT BROKEN] [MISSION SUCCESSFUL: THE DYNASTY IS SUBJUGATED] [REWARD: TABOO DOMAIN (PERMANENT) UNLOCKED] [REWARD: SOVEREIGN ENERGY MAXIMIZED]
Hiroki stood above the "King," his presence "god-like and predatory". He looked toward the window. Mrs. Kanzaki was still there, her face a mask of "venomous triumph".
But Hiroki wasn't done with her.
He used the Sovereign Reach and pulled the neighbor into the Domain. Across the gap, Mrs. Kanzaki gasped as her "house of cards" also began to collapse. The light of her camera flickered and died.
"You're next, Mrs. Kanzaki," Hiroki whispered, his voice reaching her across the air like a "velvet promise." "I've seen your 'special features' too. And I think it's time the 'Rude Neighbor' learned the meaning of 'taboo lust'."
Hiroki turned back to the Thorne family. He had the Matriarch. He had the daughter. He had the heir. And now, he had the King on his knees.
He fisted his hand in Sayaka-san's hair and Nanami's hair, pulling them together for a "dual, claiming kiss" that was "soaked in their combined mess".
"Harold," Hiroki said, his voice a "low and lethal" rumble. "Get up. You have a job to do. You're going to call the board. You're going to tell them that Hiroki is the new CEO of the Thorne Group. And then... you're going to 'watch your daughter serve me' until the sun comes up."
Harold didn't speak. He just nodded, his eyes "dark and empty of everything but Hiroki's will".
The Sovereign Protocol detonated a final notification for the night.
[DING!] [NEW CHAPTER UNLOCKED: THE ARCHIPELAGO HAREM] [OBJECTIVE: CONQUER THE REMAINING NEIGHBORS AND ACADEMY BELLES] [REWARD: THE SOVEREIGN'S ULTIMATE SEED]
Hiroki looked at the three "broken Thornes" around him. The "Garden Gala" was over. The "Family Meeting" was finished. The "Sovereign's Reign" had begun.
But as he leaned down to "finish Nanami's inheritance," a new sound came from the hallway.
Clack. Clack. Clack.
The sound of Airi and Miku's heels. The twins had arrived. And they weren't alone. They were holding a tablet, and on that tablet was a "secret" that even the System hadn't flagged.
"Nice work, Phei," Airi said, her voice dripping with "narcissistic venom." "But you forgot one thing. The Thorne Group isn't just about money. It's about the 'Blood Pact'. And you just 'triggered the purge'."
The lights in the mansion turned red. The "Sovereign Energy" in Hiroki's blood began to boil with a "bestial, primal roar."