A/N : Here's a bonus chapter for you guys.
40 power stones = 1 chapter
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"Huh... if it wasn't for infinite stamina, maybe my kidneys would have given up," muttered Allen as he stretched his body that felt quite tired. He walked out of the room at a leisurely pace, still keeping the thin towel wrapped around his waist.
Before leaving further, Allen gave light instructions to the maids to help escort the girs to their respective rooms. The maids, all elegant young women, immediately moved swiftly even though their faces looked flushed.
They couldn't hide their surprise-or interest-when they saw the girls' condition lying in contented exhaustion let alone their pussies and assholes still oozing love juices like a leaky faucet, and... when their glance caught a glimpse of Allen's leisurely strolling figure, his towel not wide enough to hide everything. Their gazes glanced down, and small whispers were heard faintly.
Some of them could only swallow silently, while others exchanged glances with flushed cheeks - imagining, even if only for a moment, what it would be like if they were in that room with Allen. Just one night alone... even that was enough to fulfill their wild dreams.
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That night felt calm aboard the cruise ship slowly making its way across the open sea. Out on the balcony bathed in moonlight, Allen sat back, leisurely sipping a glass of cold milk. The cool night breeze blew gently, making his hair sway softly with its rhythm. In the distance, the surface of the ocean reflected the moon's glow, creating a soothing silver shimmer.
The peaceful atmosphere shifted slightly when the sound of footsteps approached from behind. The soft but steady clicking of heels.
"Hey Allen, mind if I join you?" The voice was gentle, yet confident. It was Alex Wesker who had arrived.
Allen turned slightly and gave a faint smile. "Of course not. Who would ever refuse the company of a beautiful woman?"
Alex smiled at his response. "Thanks for the compliment, Allen."
Leaning in a little, Allen looked at Alex with a warm gaze. "So, how are you feeling now, Alex?"
"Thanks to you… I'm finally able to go about my days like normal again," Alex replied, letting out a relieved sigh.
Allen gave a small smile. "I'm glad to hear that."
For a moment, silence returned. They sat together in peaceful quiet, accompanied by the night breeze and the distant sparkle of moonlight.
"Allen, can I ask you something?" Alex spoke, breaking the silence.
"Sure. Ask away," Allen replied casually, taking a sip of milk from a wine glass—an odd yet very him kind of habit.
Alex almost laughed at the sight. "Have you ever thought about becoming a leader of mankind?"
Allen raised an eyebrow. "Leading mankind?"
"Yeah… like leading them as a god. So they'd worship you."
Allen chuckled softly. "Hmm… sounds dramatic, but honestly it seems kind of boring. Plus, it'd just add a bunch of unnecessary work. Wait—don't tell me you were thinking about doing something like that?"
Alex nodded slightly. "Yes… I've actually thought about it."
"Oh? What made you think that?"
"It's a long story," she said in a calm tone.
Allen leaned back in his seat. "Well, I don't mind hearing a long story. Besides, we've got all night."
Hearing that, Alex finally began to speak.
She talked about her childhood. About how she had been adopted by Spencer, raised beneath the shadow of his so-called grand plan. She spoke of his dream of creating a utopia—a world free from disease and weakness, where humanity would transcend its limits and become superior, immortal beings.
Allen listened quietly, his expression unreadable.
…Until he couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Hahahahahaha!"
Alex flinched in surprise as Allen suddenly burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry, Alex—really, I'm not laughing at you," he said, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye as he tried to calm himself. "I'm laughing at Spencer."
He shook his head, still grinning.
"My god… that old man named Spencer is just too hilarious."
Alex pouted at Allen's reaction. She was clearly annoyed—not because their goals were different, but because hers own wasn't all that far from Spencer's. The difference was, she had no intention of helping Spencer achieve it. He wanted to lead humanity with hers own hands.
"Do you really think that's funny? I'm being serious," she said coldly.
"Yeah, yeah, sorry," Allen replied, still trying to hold back a laugh. "But it is kinda funny. Especially about Spencer. The guy's old—basically just waiting for death—but he's still dreaming of immortality? Come on..."
Allen shook his head with a chuckle. "He can't even walk without a wheelchair. Needs assistive gear just to function? Ha! That's hilarious."
He let out another soft laugh, then added with a mocking tone, "Just imagine it—some wrinkly old grandpa, wheezing for breath, acting like he's got a sealed god-tier power inside him."
Allen raised an eyebrow. "In Japan, they call people like that chuunibyou, right? All delusional, acting powerful and special, when really… yeah, no."
He looked at Alex with a sly grin. "I just hope you don't have the same dream as that crusty old fossil. Because if you do… that would be the funniest thing I've ever heard".
Alex's face turned red—for the first time. Not out of embarrassment, but because he genuinely felt stabbed by Allen's words. Repeatedly.
Each one hit its mark.
Allen noticed the shift in Alex's expression almost immediately.
"Ohh shit Alex… don't tell me you actually share the same thoughts as that old geezer… hahahahaha!"
His laughter exploded, echoing without mercy.
Alex, now the subject of ridicule, looked visibly annoyed. A vein at her temple subtly bulged, signaling rising irritation. Still, because Allen was her friend—even if often irritating—she tried to hold herself back.
Strangely, this was the first time their conversation felt genuinely close, like two childhood friends who knew each other inside out.
"Stop laughing at me, Allen," Alex said firmly, trying to stay composed.
"Okay, okay, my bad," Allen replied, calming his laughter. "But seriously, Alex… I think that old man's already brainwashed you on some deep psychological level. You're absorbing his way of thinking without even realizing it."
Allen leaned back, his tone becoming a bit more serious.
"Think about it. You were adopted by him when you were a kid. You know how easily kids get molded by their environment. And you're a genius, so I don't need to explain that any further, right?"
"You know, Alex... you're wrong if you think you can rule over mankind. That's impossible. Not everyone will bow to you or treat you like a god."
"Oh? So you've thought about this too. Would you mind sharing your thoughts with me?" Alex said wanting to know his opinion.
"The answer's obvious. They'll resist. They'll find every possible way to bring you down—and eventually, kill you."
"Then what if I succeed? What if I really can lead them?"
"Then think about it—how long could you actually last? Ten years? A hundred? A thousand? You might not even survive your first century. And if you somehow gain immortality and lead for longer... how long until you lose your mind? Ten thousand years? A hundred thousand? Honestly, I think you'd go insane long before even reaching a thousand years." Allen was reminiscent of morgan the queen of the fairies of britania from fate world who went mad after ruling for more than 10,000 years.
Alex wasn't stupid—on the contrary, it was her brilliance that made hers immediately grasp the weight behind Allen's words.
Those words dug deep, making her pause and genuinely reflect.
"So… you think I'm wrong?" Alex asked, her gaze locked onto Allen's eyes.
Allen smiled casually, unfazed. "Of course not. That's your dream, after all. And who hasn't dreamed of something like that, right?" He shrugged lightly. "Even an old man waiting for death still clings to dreams just like yours."
As he spoke, he gestured dismissively in Spencer's direction, mocking the elderly man without the slightest hint of guilt.
"But," Allen added, his tone shifting just a little, "your dream… sounds more like it belongs to someone else."
Alex fell silent, staring at him seriously as she turned his words over in her mind.
"…You're probably right," she finally said, her voice quieter than before. "It really does sound like someone else's dream."
Changing the subject, Alex looked at him and asked, "Then what about you, Allen? What's your dream?"
Allen tilted his head slightly, pausing as if he were genuinely thinking it over. "My dream, huh…?" A faint smile formed on his lips. "I guess… I'm already living it."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Care to explain?"
Allen chuckled softly. "Sure. It's simple, really. I just want to live happily, make people laugh, and—cough… cough—have a… big ha—"
He deliberately cleared his throat and rushed the last part, clearly trying to gloss over it.
Alex stared at him in silence for a moment.
"…A big what?"
"Big harem," Allen muttered under his breath, his voice barely above a whisper.
Unfortunately for him, Alex heard it perfectly clearly.
She blinked once… then slowly turned to look at him.
Alex paused, then laughed softly. "Hahahaha... that is kinda funny." But the more she thought about it, the more she realized it was true. Allen had already achieved his dream. He was surrounded by beautiful women, living a peaceful, easy life—and he seemed completely content.
"Yeah," Alex finally said, "it's simple… and it looks like you've already made it come true."
Allen leaned back with a wide grin. "Yup, dream achieved… and still going on. There are plenty of beautiful women out there I haven't conquered yet."
He winked at Alex, making his friend shake hers head and chuckle.
"Oh? Am I also on that list of 'beautiful women' you mentioned earlier?" Alex asked in a teasing tone, flashing him a playful smile.
Allen chuckled, folding his arms across his chest. "Maybe…"
Alex raised an eyebrow, her expression turning even more playful. "Ohhh, in that case... you'll have to try harder, Allen. It won't be that easy."
Allen arched a brow, clearly intrigued. "Wait, don't tell me you're in a relationship with someone?"
Alex shook her head slowly. "Nope. I'm not in a relationship with anyone. It's just... I've been so busy with work, I can't even remember the last time I was involved with someone."
Allen leaned back casually, a curious smile on his face. "Mind telling me who the lucky guy was?"
Alex covered her mouth, giggling. "Hihi… are you curious?"
Allen shrugged. "Not really."
Alex gave a soft smile and looked up at the sky. "Honestly… I barely even remember it. I was young, we were at a party, got drunk, and… well, it's all kind of blurry. Just flashes, really. After that, I moved on and got swallowed up by my work again."
Allen simply smiled, watching her with a quiet expression. For a moment, Alex seemed almost melancholic beneath her usual playful charm.
Despite the lightness of the conversation, something about it felt more real than ever—like two souls finally speaking without their usual masks.
They kept talking, joking, and teasing each other until late at night.
"Well, it's already midnight… and maybe this will be the last night we get to talk here," said Allen as he looked up at the night sky.
"You mean… you're leaving?" Alex asked, a little surprised.
"Yep. My vacation ends tomorrow, right when this ship docks in Europe. After that, I'll be busy again for a while."
"That's a shame… I think I'll miss being accompanied by a beautiful woman like you," Allen said with a playful smile.
Alex smiled back, amused by Allen's expression. "Don't worry… I might give you a call if I find the time. And... maybe I'll come visit you too—if you don't mind."
"Of course I wouldn't mind… if anything, I'd be really happy if you did."
Alex chuckled softly, then stood up and walked closer to Allen.
"Thanks for this lovely conversation. It's been a long time since I've felt this calm."
Then, gently, Alex leaned in and kissed Allen on the cheek. Mwah.
"Good night, Allen."
Allen gave her a warm smile. "You too. Good night, Alex."
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Allen returned to his room, and to his surprise, the girls were still awake.
"What are you watching?" he asked.
"Titanic..." Aphrodite replied.
They turned their attention back to the large screen, watching the movie intently. Allen raised an eyebrow in confusion. That film shouldn't even exist in this world. And even if it did, shouldn't it only be released around 1997?
But then he remembered—Raviel worked as a successful director and writer in this world. Of course, she could do anything. Allen just gave a small nod. Yeah… if it's Raviel, it makes sense.
"Hey, mind if I join you girls?" he said with a smile.
The girls shifted around, making space so he could sit right in the middle of them.
However, midway through the film—right when Jack and Rose shared their passionate kiss and the intimate scene followed—Aphrodite and the other girls began to shift subtly, their expressions revealing a growing sense of arousal stirred by the moment on screen.
Aphrodite's hand slowly moved toward Allen's crotch, slipping beneath the fabric. Without a word, she reached in gently wrapped her fingers around his dick, and pulling it out from his pants.
She began stroking his dick slowly with her hand, her movements teasing yet deliberate. Raviel and Tiamat soon joined Aphrodite, both leaning in to gently lick and play with his balls, their attention shifting to his sensitive spots with synchronized affection.
Meanwhile, Hera simply shook her head with a faint smile, not out of disapproval, but understanding. "Let's leave them be for now," she said softly. "We're still a bit tired... we can join in next time."
The others, clearly still recovering from earlier, nodded in agreement. Though tempted, they needed rest. One by one, they quietly exited the room, leaving the four of them to continue undisturbed.
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Gulk... Gulk... Gulk...
The sound of Aphrodite's mouth swallowing Allen's dick was heard.
While Allen is sucking Tiamat's breasts and massaging Raviel's breasts.
They are now naked without clothes, Aphrodite who does not want to lose also uses her breasts to stroke Allen's penis with her mouth, this combination makes Allen cum hard and Aphrodite swallows all the cum.
"I'm going to put it in Allen get ready"
"Why do I feel like I'm the woman here"
The girls giggled at Allen's words.
"Please treat me gently this is my first time." Allen followed the script they wanted.
"Don't worry baby I'll do it gently it might hurt for the first time" Aphrodite replied with a grin.
Then she impale her self into Allen's already erect cock.
Plop... plop...plop...
"Yes harder baby your pussy is so nice and tight" With his passion, Allen still follows his script to play a woman role.
"Yes.... Ahhh..."
Aphrodite couldn't stop laughing at Allen's moaning voice imitating the female style.
But it wasn't long before Aphrodite couldn't stand it either and ended up cumming before Allen.
"Ahhh Allen I'm going to cum" she then tried to move faster so that Allen would cum with her. But her expectations did not match her expectations.
And of course she finally cum.
"Ahhh...Shit... I guess I'm the loser this time"
Aphrodite was a little disappointed.
"Okay now it's my turn please move sister" said Raviel who couldn't stand it anymore and immediately rode Allen like a horse.
After that Allen finally cum inside Raviel's pussy, then Tiamat also took turns with her and followed the two girls to ride her master.
They kept taking turns until they collapsed from exhaustion.
After their intimate session ended, Allen gently escorted each of the girls back to their rooms one by one. Even though his body was a bit tired, he still showed care and affection to each of them, making sure everyone felt comfortable and loved. Once he was certain they had all settled down for the night, Allen returned to his own room, intending to enjoy the peacefulness of the remaining night.
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The next morning, Allen woke up with a refreshed and light body, as if the exhaustion from the night before had never happened. After taking a shower and tidying himself up, he returned with his usual grin—a playful smile that had become his signature every morning. He walked toward the main room, where the girls usually gathered.
"Hey, this ship will dock in Europe soon. Do you girls have any plans for the next three days of vacation?" Allen asked casually.
Raviel responded with a bright smile, "Well, I think we'll be spending these three days exploring Paris. I've already prepared a few plans—we're going to enjoy our time to the fullest."
As soon as the ship docked at the port, Allen and the girls were greeted by the cool spring breeze of Europe. Raviel, already brimming with excitement, clung to Allen's arm eagerly.
"First, we're going to the Eiffel Tower, okay? I want a picture with my husband at the top!" she said sweetly, handing him an itinerary filled with colorful notes.
It didn't take long before they were at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Raviel stood close to Allen, her cheeks blushing as the wind tousled her hair and she felt his hand gently holding hers.
"The view is so beautiful, but..." she whispered softly, "…not as beautiful as you."
Allen simply smiled and kissed her forehead, making Raviel even more flustered—but happy.
Afterward, they had lunch at a cozy Parisian café overlooking the Seine River. Aphrodite teased him with a soft laugh as she fed Allen a bite of croissant, while Tiamat quietly enjoyed her warm tea, sitting calmly by his side. They ended the day with a peaceful walk down the Champs-Élysées at sunset. Everything felt serene.
...
The second day began with a visit to the Louvre Museum. Raviel enthusiastically dragged Allen through the halls to admire the classic paintings, while Athena and Demeter seemed more interested in the historical details.
"If you were a painting, Allen, I'm sure people would stare at you for hours," Aphrodite teased, making Allen chuckle.
In the afternoon, they joined a perfume-making class. Tiamat picked a soft ocean scent, Raviel chose something sweet and floral, while Hera quietly blended a fragrance that subtly resembled Allen's scent.
As night fell, Raviel surprised them with a romantic rooftop dinner overlooking the Paris skyline bathed in golden lights. Their table was adorned with flowers, and soft classical music played in the background.
"Thanks for following all my plans today," Raviel whispered as she leaned against Allen's shoulder. "Tomorrow, it's your turn to lead, okay?"
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Allen decided to make the third day a free day, with no set plans.
"Where are we going?" Tiamat asked curiously.
"Nowhere in particular. Let's just wander, check out some shops, try local snacks, buy souvenirs... and enjoy the time together," Allen replied casually.
They strolled through narrow streets filled with charming little stores and hidden cafés. Raviel bought a heart-shaped fridge magnet and slipped it into Allen's pocket with a grin. Athena discovered an old bookstore and eagerly pulled Allen inside, while Artemis picked out a hat and placed it on Allen's head.
"Now you look even cooler," she said with a smirk.
By late afternoon, they were all sitting in a city park, eating crêpes and laughing together. Allen sat in the middle, surrounded by the girls he loved. The sun slowly set, casting a warm, golden hue over them.
"Paris is beautiful," Allen said softly, "but you girls mean so much more to me."
The girls fell silent for a moment, before exchanging gentle smiles.