Surviving marriage in yandere world

The Velvet Castle was no longer a castle. It was a riot arena.

Pillows rained like meteors. Fireballs burned banners to ash. Daggers clinked against enchanted teacups hurled as improvised grenades. The Wife Congress Riot had officially entered its voting phase.

And by "voting," I mean attempted assassination by projectile democracy.

"Proposal: Rei marries ME immediately!" Seraphina shouted, hurling a holy ballot box that exploded in blinding light.

"Objection!" Drakana roared, spitting dragonfire across the chamber. "Ballot tampered by angels!"

"Rei belongs to eternity!" the Vampire Bride shrieked, flinging daggers shaped like roses. "I cast one million votes, signed in blood!"

"Your blood doesn't count!" Lilia snarled, holding up a scroll of magically notarized documents. "Only legal votes matter! And I registered Rei's signature while he was unconscious!"

Rosette the maid leapt across the room, striking with pillow-daggers. "Motion to silence the competition… permanently."

The Cyber Dragon Bride processed the chaos with a mechanical whir. "Error: Invalid voting system. Uploading new election protocol. Commence orbital bombardment in three… two…"

"STOP!!!" Rei screamed, voice cracking.

Nobody stopped.

Instead, the Eldritch Waifu Bride unleashed a wave of tentacles across the chamber, slapping everyone indiscriminately. Each slap counted as a "yes" vote in her mind. The scoreboard hovering in midair flickered wildly—names scrolling, numbers skyrocketing, tally marks drawn in blood, lipstick, and one unfortunate case of dragon snot.

[System Alert: Wife Congress Vote Count Incoherent. Results = YES. Also Results = NO. Also Results = MAYBE.]

The Goddess Eris cackled from her throne, twirling her chopsticks in a cup of noodles like an orchestra conductor. "Marvelous! A democratic bloodbath. Isn't love beautiful?"

Rei clutched his head, rocking back and forth on the rubble-strewn floor. "This isn't democracy… this is insanity!"

[System Log: Emotional Stability at 4%. Emotional Leakage Detected. Emotional Pants Wetness = Confirmed.]

"I'm losing it," Rei muttered, tugging his hair. "They don't even care about marriage, they just want to win! I'm not a prize! I'm a human being! A moderately average one!"

Past Rei—still hanging around like a ghostly co-op partner—patted him on the back. "Buddy… we're way past human. We're the loot drop."

Rei's lip trembled. "I just wanted PEACE! A QUIET LIFE! MAYBE A SNACK!"

[sniffle We wanted peace too… hic]

Rei blinked. "…Did you just cry?"

[System Log: Yes. Because you are pathetic. And we're connected. Your pain is contagious. Congratulations.]

At that moment, as if the universe itself had grown tired of the riot, a light shone from above. The collapsing cracks of reality swirled into a single point and descended… materializing into a giant pillow.

Not just any pillow. Its fabric shimmered with every possible timeline, stitched together with threads of cosmic silk. Embroidered across the center: 'Rest In Peace (Please).'

The pillow hummed with divine power. Its fluff contained supernova feathers. Its weight compressed collapsing galaxies into marshmallow softness.

[System Alert: Item Acquired – Pillow of Infinite Timelines. Description: "Soft enough to cradle universes. Firm enough to slap gods."]

Rei staggered to his feet, eyes bloodshot. His trembling hand reached for the divine pillow.

The brides froze mid-battle. Even the Eldritch Waifu Bride blinked all forty-seven eyes in shock.

Eris raised an eyebrow, slurping noodles. "Ohhh? Finally going on the offensive, are we?"

Rei lifted the pillow, veins bulging. His knees wobbled, his soul cracked, but his fury burned.

Step by step, Rei marched through the battlefield.

Pillow-swords clashed around him. Daggers whizzed past. A fireball grazed his hair, singeing the tips.

"Darling, wait!" the Vampire Bride cried, reaching for him.

"Rei, don't be rash!" Seraphina shouted, wings flaring.

"Noooo! You'll hurt yourself!" Drakana bellowed, diving to intercept—only to be whacked aside by a tentacle.

But Rei ignored them all. He ignored the chaos, the daggers, the fire and plasma. The karaoke duel is still somehow raging in the corner.

His eyes locked on one target: the smug, noodle-slurping Goddess on the throne.

Eris tilted her head, amused. "Really? You think you can slap me with a pillow?"

Rei roared with the pent-up rage of 193 chapters of suffering. "I JUST WANTED PEACE!!!"

He swung the pillow with the fury of collapsed timelines.

SLAP!

The sound echoed like a thunderclap across dimensions. Stars trembled. Entire galaxies paused their rotations. The noodles in Eris's bowl flew into the air in slow motion, spiraling like comets before splattering across her face.

The Goddess staggered, one cheek imprinted with the embroidery 'Rest In Peace.'

For the first time since his reincarnation… the Goddess looked stunned.

The pillow exploded in light.A shockwave rippled outward, erasing chaos. Daggers vanished mid-flight. Fireballs fizzled into sparks. Tentacles recoiled. Plasma cannons powered down with a pitiful "beep."

The scoreboard reset to zero. The cracks in the sky sealed. Reality itself rebooted.

The brides blinked, dazed, their murderous intent smothered by an unnatural calm.

"W-what just happened…?" Seraphina whispered.

"My blood sugar dropped…" the Vampire Bride murmured, faintly swaying.

The Eldritch Waifu Bride… giggled. Which somehow was worse.

[System Log: Universe Successfully Rebooted. Timeline Stabilized. Yandere Aggression Suppressed (Temporary). Emotional Damage… Permanent.]

The castle stood whole again. The banners were mended. The chandeliers glistened. The only sign of what had occurred was Rei, collapsed on the floor, clutching the pillow like a war veteran clutching a rifle.

Flat on the marble, eyes dull, he whispered with the last breath in his lungs:

"I just… wanted… PEACE…"

And then, mercifully, he fainted.

[System Note: He's not dead. Just… broken.]

Eris, noodles still dripping down her cheek, sat silently for a moment. Then, with the faintest smirk, she whispered:

"…worth it."

The wives stirred, confusion giving way to renewed obsession.

And the pillow of infinite timelines pulsed faintly, waiting for the next collapse.

For a heartbeat, silence reigned. The sort of silence that should have been reverent… but wasn't.

Because even in silence, you could still hear:

—Drakana's teeth grinding loud enough to crack stone.

—The Vampire Bride whispering "my blood, my blood, my blood" like a broken record.

—The Eldritch Bride humming what was either a lullaby or the heat-death of the universe.

—And Eris, noodles sliding down her face, letting out a single, wet slurp.

Rei lay sprawled in the center, twitching faintly.

[System Log: User Rei has entered Critical Exhaustion State. Status: Fainted. Condition: Pathetic.]

The pillow glowed faintly in his arms. Its embroidery seemed to wink at the world: Rest In Peace (Please).

The Goddess dabbed at her cheek with a napkin conjured from nowhere, face unreadable. Then, very deliberately, she took another bite of noodles.

"Delicious," she said. "Truly seasoned with despair."

Seraphina, wings trembling, clutched her staff. "Did… did he just slap a goddess?"

"He did," Lilia said grimly, scroll trembling in her hands. "With a pillow."

Drakana clenched her fists, smoke curling from her nostrils. "That was supposed to be MY pillow of destiny, not some cosmic plush toy!"

"You cannot hoard pillows," the Cyber Dragon Bride stated flatly. Her eyes flickered neon red. "Sharing is mandatory. Initiating pillow-ownership contract upload."

The Vampire Bride clutched her chest, a tear trailing down her pale cheek. "So heroic… so tragic… so soft. My darling Rei, you've sacrificed your sanity for our love."

"Correction," Rosette muttered coldly, slipping a dagger back into her sleeve. "He's sacrificed nothing yet. He still owes his first night."

At that, the entire room darkened with murderous energy again.

[System Warning: Yandere Aggression Suppression Effect Expiring in 5… 4… 3…]

Rei stirred, mumbling in his unconscious haze: "No… more… ballots…"

The countdown froze. The aggression meter ticked back to calm.

[System Log: User Rei's pitiful state has bought 12 more hours of peace. Enjoy.]

Eris leaned back in her throne, wiping stray broth from her nose with regal flair. Her cheek still bore the faint indentation of Rest In Peace.

For once, her smirk faltered. For once, her eyes glowed not with mockery but… interest.

"My, my…" she whispered, tapping her chin. "He actually struck me with sincerity, no less. How rare."

She let out a low laugh that made the brides bristle. "You don't realize what you've unleashed, my dear little reincarnate. The pillow chose you, after all but not them."

Drakana growled. "Shut up, noodle hag."

Eris smiled sweetly, noodles dangling from her lips. "Oh, darling dragon… it's not me you should fear. It's what comes next."

The brides exchanged tense glances. Even the Eldritch Bride stopped humming.

But Rei? Rei was drooling into his divine pillow, whispering in his sleep: "Five more minutes, Mom…"

[System Debrief: User Rei has successfully rebooted reality. Cost: Emotional Damage = Permanent. Soul Fractures = 7. Remaining Hope = 0.3%.]

[System Addendum: Emotional Trauma accrues bonus XP. Congratulations?]

[System Complaint: I never asked to be part of this insanity. Someone please reset me.]

Past Rei's ghostly form sat cross-legged next to unconscious Present Rei, sighing heavily. "You're welcome, by the way. My suffering carried you through this."

[System Note: Past Rei is not wrong.]

The Goddess tossed her noodle cup aside, grinning again. "Excellent work, both of you. But don't worry… this story's nowhere near its end."

The suppression aura of the pillow began fading. Slowly, the brides' expressions shifted from dazed confusion back into familiar, predatory obsession.

"I… call dibs on the first recovery kiss," Seraphina whispered, reaching toward Rei's lips.

"Over my undead body," the Vampire Bride hissed, fangs flashing.

"Try me, leech," Drakana snarled, wings flaring.

"I will simply stab everyone," Rosette said calmly, drawing her dagger again.

"Error," the Cyber Bride intoned. "All kisses are mine. Contract uploaded."

The Eldritch Bride giggled, tentacles writhing. "Ohhh, so many ways to kiss…"

The castle trembled again as their killing auras rose.

[System Log: Yandere Aggression Suppression Expired. Countdown Over. May the gods have mercy.]

Just as the battle was about to reignite, Rei twitched in his sleep. His fingers tightened around the pillow. His lips murmured two words—soft, pitiful, drenched in exhaustion:

"Not again…"

The brides froze. Every single one of them. Even Eris tilted her head because for just one second, they all realized something terrifying.

Their beloved was at his absolute limit. If he broke again, if he shattered, they might lose him forever. And for a moment—just a fleeting moment—they hesitated.

…Until the Vampire Bride broke the silence with a whisper:

"Then I'll just make him mine tonight."

The killing aura exploded once more.

The Velvet Castle shook under their renewed murderous intent, walls groaning, chandeliers swaying.

Eris licked her lips, chuckling softly. "Yes… yes. Dance for him, my little disasters. The true finale has only begun."

Rei, still unconscious, clung tighter to the pillow, face pressed into its divine fabric.

And with his last scrap of energy, he whispered again:

"I just… wanted… PEACE…"

The pillow pulsed faintly, as though laughing at him.

[System Log: Chapter Complete. Survival Rate = Miraculous. Sanity Remaining = Microscopic.]

To be continued…