Harem Reborn

[Fate's view]

Waking to a wealthy family on the tenth level, Fate joined the Hero. He could not leave this up to someone else. The Hero knew that the last world had been his doing.

Fate awoke as Biford Style, son to two influential Council Of The Highmages. Reginold Style was level 53 Magus, Biford's father greatly detested those of lower standing, and Biford was more than ok to follow suit. His mother, Olivia Style, was a level 51 Eternal Conjurer. Her pet, Grismal, was an Elemental Omega Wind Wolf the size of a small house.

Biford awoke on his way to the dungeons under the city with high-level adventures. They would let Biford get the final blow each time, allowing him to power level. Within two days, Biford's level had increased to ten, and he now controlled fire and water at will as an ADEPT MAGE.

When Biford returns to his home and cleans up, one of the servants informs him that his parents are out of town. This information was nothing but good news for him. This opportunity was his chance to search for the Hero, maybe take him out quickly. Biford asked the servant to find out anything interesting that happened when he went into the dungeon.

The servants brought him reports of information the house's contacts were able to gather. This place was a mess of every world, but not a single substantial form of communications, Biford sighed. Finally, one story caught his eye after the tenth scribbled report.

Supposedly, an Urchin walked out of an alley In Entry Home Land and walked into a thief running from the target, but somehow ends up with it. Biford clenched his teeth as he read on about the woman taking him in on the fifth noble level. The chances of that happening were slim to none; Fate knew this. He had used his blessing on himself to get the jump on the Hero.

According to the report, though, no one has seen him leave the house. Biford crumpled the paper and left the room, heading for the front door. As he walked outside, Biford pulled his arm back.

His eyes lit up with magic as he threw the paper ball into the air. At the same time, he was releasing a massive fireball behind the note, incinerating it. Turning back to the castle-like mansion, he lived and looked at one of the two servants standing in the doorway.

"Fetch the car now. We are going to the market. We must go among the lower noble trash in the fifth level. Stop at a drive-threw as well; I'm hungry. "

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[Dave's view]

My eyes open, and I'm back in my room, but it looks like the sun is just coming up. How long was I out for? I need to be careful about the blessing and telling people. Suddenly I notice that I'm not alone.

Both girls were lying on the bed with me. There was enough room between them all that it wasn't awkward in that sense, but as I looked from side to side, my eye sight was filled with heaven and wonders. I have woken up in some weird place before, but I can remember waking up to a view this good!

The girls were both lying on their sides facing me, spilling out of their shirts and skirts. I heard Tilly grown, and I slowly looked back, and when my eyes fall on her, my pants started to become a lot tighter. The cute ears and tail, paired with the compromising position, were more than the experienced part of my mind could safely process.

I rush out of the room and hear the girls calling to me, asking what was wrong. I don't stop and grab the wrong door to the bathroom and open it to see a large yellow cat-like eye that filled the doorway. Slamming the door, I find the right one and head to the bathroom.

Once I was done in the bathroom and cleaned my face, and stood around for a bit. I wanted to let my erection disappear before I headed back to the room to save any awkward explanations. The girls were sitting on the bed waiting for me, and both got up and rushed up to see me.

"Are you ok?" Tilly asked as her tail swished nervously.

"Ya, I just had to go to the bathroom, brush my teeth and such," I said casually, not looking either directly in the eyes.

"So, since you passed out yesterday, are you gonna show us your AVATAR again?" Lavender asked me, hopefully.

"Nope, but I would like to see your sheets, though."

"What do you mean, no? Why not?"

Lavender was about to argue more when Tilly put a hand on her arm. Lavender cut off but still seemed miffed for being ignored. We all went to sit on the couches, and the girls gave me their hands. I took each of them, and two AVATAR sheets popped up. I looked over Tilly's first and I was quite impressed by her improvements!

LEVEL: 10

HP: 245/245

MANA: 95/95

NAME: Tilly Moonmane

AGE: 16

CLASS: CAT-KIN FORGESMITH

STATUS: Satisfied and Hyper

WEALTH: Average

HOME: Huntington Manor

STRENGTH: 20

CONSTITUTION: 38 (+190)

COMBAT: 18

SPEED: 9

INTELLIGENCE: 11

MANA: 9 (+45)

CHARISMA: 25

LUCK: 13

ABILITIES

PASSIVE SKILLS

BLESSING OF PROTECTION++: Your aura projects defensive strength and resistance. Friendly creatures within 20 feet take 5 less damage from all sources.

MAGICAL ENHANCEMENTS: SPEED: All magical enchantments gain a bonus to SPEED.

PEIRCE EVIL: People with evil intentions have black auras 

ACTIVATED SKILLS

TAUNT++: Aggravate your foes and take the focus from your allies. Target hostile creatures within 15ft, and they must attack you for 1 minute.

TEMPERED FORGE PAWS: Forge metals into Weapons and Armor with speed anywhere you are. Effects depend on the quality of the consumed materials and consume 50 mana per/use.

PURRFECT PAWS OF ENHANCEMENT: Unlock the potential of a weapon or piece of armor for 1 minute. Temporarily increase stats of an item for 1 minute, consumes 20 MANA per/item.

FRIENDSHIP LEVEL 45/100 YOU ARE GOOD FRIENDS.

Gain CHAIN REACTION STRIKE: When 2 or more good friends fill their CHAIN REACTION bar, activate to make a synchronized strike.

This was great, Tilly had improved a lot, but I didn't need a stat sheet to tell me that as I peered through the floating screen. Tilly's body had matured more now and her chest and hips made me want to stroke her tail! I turned my head to the burning glare of Lavender i could feel trying to melt a hole in the side of my face.