The throne hall had become a cathedral to chaos. Marble tiles fractured into code, half real, half imagined; chandeliers dangled like drunken ghosts; spectral smoke from countless nosebleeds and dragon fire curled along the ceiling. The air hummed with the tension of a world teetering between compliance and collapse.
At the center, Rei—the man who had survived six yanderes, a goddess' trolling, a system bent on sadistic efficiency, and countless fake pregnancies—stood trembling, shoulders heaving. His lips were swollen from last week's final kisses. His eyes, bloodshot, reflected the glowing, pulsating System interface that hovered like a sarcastic, omnipotent halo above him.
[System Final Mission: Choose One Wife.]
[System Deadline: 1 Hour, 12 Minutes.]
[Warning: Failure = Reality Collapse.]
