Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Pyris leaned back against the cold stone wall, a soft smile playing on his lips as he watched Ammit's eyes flutter open, the remnants of their passionate night still lingering in the air. Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, her breath steady, and her body relaxed.

Pyris felt the weight of his recent ascension settle within him—a surge of power that had forever changed the course of his path.

"Pyris~" Ammit called out softly, her voice a hushed murmur. Her eyes, still half-lidded, locked onto his. Pyris walked to her, reaching out and gently cupped her face, his fingers brushing across her cheek with tender affection.

"You've done more for me than you know," Pyris murmured, his smile growing as her lips curled into a satisfied grin. The room was still thick with the scent of their shared passion, but Pyris' thoughts were already moving forward, to the challenges that lay ahead.

[She owes you greatly!] Lia's voice chimed in his mind, her tone playful but appreciative. Pyris couldn't help but agree.

Without Ammit, he would still be a Rank 13 awakened, and this newfound ability—the Elemental Sovereign's Aura—would have been far out of reach.

'Chatterbox, you're back!' he smiled.

"Ammit," Pyris began, his voice low as he shifted to sit on the edge of the bed. "I believe we have a lot of catching up to do." His gaze held hers, and he could see the flicker of understanding in her eyes.

"You're not just an extension of my influence anymore. You're more than that. We both know that, there's now something between us."

Ammit's smile widened as she leaned into his touch, her head resting comfortably in his hands. "And what is that, Pyris?" she asked, her voice soft but filled with curiosity.

"You're my woman, now and that's with no doubt" Pyris declared firmly, his eyes filled with affection but also the weight of his intentions. "You hold more than just influence here. It's early to call this love, but we both can agree that we've wanted each other—badly."

Ammit's expression softened, her amusement giving way to something deeper. She had expected to be a pawn in his game, a useful partner in his pursuit of power, but Pyris was offering her something more.

A place beside him, not as a tool, but as a partner in every sense. She nodded, her eyes gleaming with understanding.

But as Pyris continued to think ahead, the complications of their current situation began to unravel in his mind. He had accomplished in days what might have taken weeks of planning, thanks to Ammit's presence and influence.

The general had been "killed" and removed from the equation.

However, Pyris knew there were greater threats looming.

Ammit had been using the general's identity to control the cursed warriors and maintain her grip on the empire.

Now that the general was supposedly dead, they needed a new plan—a new way for Ammit to solidify her position without drawing unwanted attention from the gods who had been backing the general.

"Ammit," Pyris started, his tone serious now, "we need to talk about your next move. The gods who were backing the general will sense something is off if you continue to use the arcane gauntlet. That artifact is laced with their energy signatures."

Lia's voice echoed in his mind, [The gods behind the general will come for her if she continues to use the gauntlet. They're not the type to ignore such a betrayal. Unless the gauntlet or the general weren't of much importance to them which I truly doubt!]

Pyris nodded to himself. 'Exactly. The last thing we need is divine retribution when we're so close to seizing control.' He knew the gods would be a problem—Ammit had wielded the power granted by them through the gauntlet for too long.

Even with Pyris' new abilities, a direct confrontation with divine entities wasn't something he could do, it would be so stupid and full of himself, that idea couldn't even cross his mind.

"For now," Pyris continued, "after the general's death is announced, you need to stay low-key. Refrain from using the cursed warriors unless absolutely necessary. I don't want you drawing any attention until the situation is fully under our control."

Ammit's expression tightened, but she nodded in agreement.

She understood the danger—they couldn't afford to provoke the gods any further. Pyris placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before rising from the bed, his naked form catching the faint light from the window as he began to dress.

"I'll visit the palace soon," Pyris said as he adjusted his coat, his voice now filled with cold determination. His mind was already moving toward the next phase of his plan.

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As Pyris and Mira walked through the bustling, chaotic city, the air was thick with the familiar scent of lawlessness.

Mira remained by his side, her presence as silent and vigilant as always, but she couldn't help noticing the change in Pyris.

His power was palpable—an aura of pure dominance seemed to follow in his wake, compelling others to step aside and clear the path. He exuded a coldness now, something sharper, more calculated.

Mira glanced at him, her eyes narrowing as she took in the transformation.

This wasn't the same Young Lord who had entered the Midnight Dominion. Pyris had shifted, and the weight of his newfound abilities made the difference clear. The people they passed could sense it too; they instinctively moved out of his way, fear and awe mixing in their glances as they watched him stride through the chaos of the Dominion without a second thought.

[You're done refraining, aren't you?] Lia's voice cut through his thoughts, sharp and playful.

'That I am,' Pyris replied, his expression unchanging as he surveyed the streets before him. 'Now, I will act the way I'm meant to. No sympathy, no mercy, if I want to realize my dreams.'

He had refrained long enough—played the role of the patient tactician, of someone who treaded carefully around others. But with his new power, he was done holding back. His enemies would fall, and nothing would stop him from building the empire he envisioned.

Well, at least in shadows before his plans called upon the bigger forces.

Arriving at the hidden base of his family, Pyris found Alexa, Aurelia, and his contact, the one who had provided him with the map to General Kassius's fortress.

They had been waiting for his return, knowing the mission was at a critical juncture.

Pyris didn't waste time with pleasantries.

"Help me get into the palace," he ordered, his voice firm. The contact nodded quickly, not daring to question Pyris in his current state. A few phone calls were made, and within moments, Pyris received a notification on his phone—a summons from the palace.

The king of the Sunstone Empire had requested an audience with Petne Chaos.

"Mira." Pyris didn't need to say more. Mira moved swiftly, her Void element wrapping around her like a shadow as she appeared behind the contact. With a swift motion, she struck, her blade slipping through the man's chest as he gasped.

His body disintegrated into nothingness, his life extinguished in an instant.

Alexa's eyes glowed with a sudden, intense golden light. "It's happening," she whispered, her voice filled with an otherworldly quality. "The wheels of fate have turned."

Pyris glanced at her, feeling her Divine Eyes probing him. He could feel her gaze, the way it seemed to peel back layers of reality, searching deeper into the fabric of his being.

He smiled to himself, knowing she was seeing more than she should.

'She's beginning to understand,' Pyris thought happy for the progress his woman was having.

But as Alexa continued to peer into his aura, she gasped. Her eyes widened with the realization that Pyris had become something more. His aura pulsed with a power she hadn't seen before—something tied to the very fate and destiny he now controlled, unknowingly.

'He... he can influence fate without even knowing it,' she thought, her heart racing. But she kept that secret buried deep within her, knowing that to reveal it now would endanger him.

Retribution awaited those who meddled with fate too soon.

Alexa knew this well, and as much as she wished to tell Pyris everything, she understood the danger. Until the time was right, she would stay silent, for his protection.
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For now, she would be his woman, his ally, and the pillar he could rely on when the time came.

The wheels of fate had turned, and Pyris was now walking a path that even the gods themselves would struggle to control.

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