[You have been reincarnated into the Royal Bloodline!]
[Harem Ascension Protocol: MILF Domination Path Selected]
[Objective: Corrupt the family, conquer the kingdom, and become the ultimate Alpha]
Alex stared at the pending screen for a long moment, his heart pounding in his chest. Then, slowly, he smiled.
Taking in a heavy breath, he muttered with a low, shaky chuckle,
"Well... I guess it's time to get started."
Without another word, he let himself go. It felt as though something unseen had grabbed him, pulling him forward. Though he remained surrounded by darkness, the sensation was unmistakable—he was being dragged through a void, silent yet suffocating.
A slightly disturbing feeling clawed at his insides, as if something was trying to peel him apart from within.
'This... this feels weird.' Alex thought, a tight knot forming in his stomach.
His mind shuddered, rupturing at the edges. A wave of discomfort hit him, first like a trickle, then a violent tide. It worsened with every second.
Then, blinding flashes of light began piercing through the darkness, rushing through his mind like bolts of energy, sharp and fast.
'Gah—what the hell is this?' he groaned inside his mind, his jaw clenching from the strange pain.
It wasn't agonizing, no—but it was far from pleasant. It was... confusing, unbearable to explain. At least, for Alex.
He fought through it, gritting his teeth in silent determination. A few more torturous moments passed.
Then suddenly—everything stopped.
Just like that, the pulling sensation, the mind-rupturing pain, the lights—all of it vanished.
He blinked, realizing he was back inside what seemed to be the familiar blank darkness again.
'Huh? Is it over?' he wondered, dazed.
'What the fuck was that? That angel didn't say anything about this!'
His thoughts barely had time to settle before a loud DING rang out, echoing through the void.
[Ding!]
A translucent screen popped up before him, text shimmering in bold golden letters:
[MEMORIES RECEIVED]
Before he could process it, more notifications flooded his vision.
One caught his eye immediately. Written in bright, flashing red letters:
[WARNING: Poison detected in player's system!]
Alex's heart skipped a beat.
'Poison? How the hell did I—'
Before he could finish that thought, another window abruptly cut him off, displaying:
[Would player like to use skill (Healing Stone) to recover?]
Without hesitation, Alex shouted in his mind,
'Yes! Yes! Yes!'
Instantly, the screen shifted again:
[Please wait... Healing completed. Player has been healed.]
The tension in his body loosened as relief washed over him.
Before he could react, all the floating windows and the black-and-white haze around him disintegrated into pure darkness.
Then—BOOM—a piercing white light exploded in front of him once more.
The brightness was overwhelming, forcing Alex to squeeze his eyes shut. It lasted only a second, but the sheer force of it rattled him.
And then—it was gone.
Alex blinked his eyes open, slowly, adjusting to the new scene unfolding before him.
At first, everything was a blurred, swirling mess. Colors and shapes blended together in a disorienting dance.
He blinked harder.
Gradually, the world began to take form. The first thing that entered his sight was a grand, medieval-style chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
Its intricate iron arms held dozens of thick candles, each one burning steadily. Warm sunlight streamed in through massive windows, making the candle flames shimmer beautifully.
Alex's eyebrows furrowed.
"Huh...? What's going on?"
A low groan escaped his lips as he tried to sit up. He reached to his left, his hand trembling slightly. As he lifted himself, a sharp pain jabbed through his chest, making him clutch it instinctively.
"Tch..." he hissed under his breath, the discomfort stealing the air from his lungs.
But in less than a moment, the pain faded away completely, as if it had never been there.
He blinked, confused, staring down at his chest in disbelief.
"What the hell? Where... where the hell am I?" the words stumbled out of his mouth as he raised his gaze.
What he saw left him speechless.
He was in the most lavish room he had ever seen in his life. A massive king-sized bed cradled him, surrounded by four tall pillars with an elegant white canopy hanging above.
The floor beneath was covered in a lush, exquisite rug, woven with detailed, golden patterns. Against the walls stood polished drawers, a grand wardrobe, and countless pieces of rich, expensive-looking furniture.
Huge windows, draped in silky curtains, allowed beams of golden morning light to fill the room, giving everything a soft, ethereal glow.
Alex's jaw hung open, disbelief clouding within him.
'No way... Am I dreaming?'
Still stunned, he lifted his hand into view. He gasped. His skin was smooth, flawless—almost unreal.
He turned his hand around, staring at his finely crafted fingernails.
"What the hell?" he muttered in awe.
He noticed he was dressed in a white nightgown, loose and comfortable. His gaze flickered to a small counter nearby, where a mirror rested neatly against the surface.
Driven by a strange curiosity, he reached for it.
He grabbed the mirror, lifted it to his face, and froze.
Pointy ears.
Delicate, elfin features.
A handsome, youthful face.
His own brown hair still remained, short and slightly messy, but now it complemented his stunning, almost ethereal beauty.
His mouth dropped open.
"I'm... an elf?" he muttered in shock.
He stared harder.
"I'm an elf!" he practically yelled.
A grin stretched across his face, unable to contain his excitement.
"Not just an elf... I'm a hot elf! Fuck yes! I'm a hot elf!"
He was still riding the high of his new appearance when a loud DING! sounded again.
A pop-up window materialized in front of his face:
[Player Description:
Name: Alex Vexley
Race: Special Elf
Role: Rightful heir to the Alvarian Kingdom
Background: Alex Vexley is the firstborn son of King Vexley III. Unlike other elves, he was born without the gift of magic. However, he possesses the accurate leadership skills needed to rule a kingdom.]
Alex blinked at the information, letting it sink in.
'A prince, huh?' he thought, scratching his head lightly.
'That's sweet, I guess. But still...'
His lips pursed into a thin line.
'I don't know anything about this place. Honestly, as much as being a prince sounds cool and all, I came here for one thing... the milfs. So where the fuck are they?'
He glanced back at the system pop-up, an idea forming in his mind.
'I wonder if the system can answer questions if I throw them at it...' he thought.
Narrowing his eyes, he muttered aloud,
"Well, if this is a milf-hunter system... are there any milfs in this dimension?"
He hadn't even finished the sentence when—
BANG!
The door to his room slammed open with such force that both panels crashed against the walls.
Alex jerked his head up, startled.
In the doorway stood a woman.
She had long, flowing silver hair that cascaded down her back like a shimmering waterfall.
Her beauty was undeniable, but it wasn't her face that caught Alex's immediate attention.
It was everything else.
Her figure was sinfully curvaceous—ample, round breasts barely restrained by her elegant, queenly dress. Her hips were wide and full, and the way the fabric clung to her hourglass form made Alex's throat dry instantly.
"Holy shit..." Alex thought, his pupils dilating.
Despite her stunning appearance, there was clear emotion on her face—her beautiful eyes slightly watered, glistening as she stared directly at him.
"Alex!" she called out, her voice trembling slightly.
Alex's mind barely registered her voice. His jaw slackened even more as he stared at her voluptuous figure.
No matter how emotional she looked... all he could think of in that moment was-
'MILF.'
Above her head, another pop-up appeared:
[Stephanie Vexley
Role: Player's Mother]
Alex's eyes widened, his heart hammering in excitement.
A slow, almost cruel mischievous smile curled up on his face as his cheeks flushed.
***
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