After Alex transported all the girls into the Mirror Dimension, he silently pointed at the window, inviting them to see it for themselves. The girls followed his gesture, stepped closer, and froze in place. What unfolded before them was beyond imagination—a surreal scene, as if reality itself had warped, reflecting infinitely upon itself. The world outside the window resembled a living, breathing kaleidoscope.

Alex, Brunhilde, Rebecca, and Rory remained seated on the couch, letting the others take in the moment. Alex turned to Rory and lightly poked her cheek with a finger to get her attention. She turned her head and looked at him with a soft smile, tilting her head slightly.

He gestured toward the girls by the window, asking silently, “Why aren’t you with them? You haven’t seen this dimension yet.”

Rory shook her head and, without a word, nestled close, resting against his shoulder and gently rubbing her cheek against his arm.

Alex sighed as he watched her behavior. He exchanged a glance with Brunhilde—they were both relieved that none of the girls had fainted from shock. Then again, their expressions spoke volumes—each of them stood frozen in a state of cultural and emotional paralysis.

They didn’t need to see faces to understand: the shock was absolute.

“Why does this… remind me of that thing from the movie I watched with Rika?” Shizuka murmured, bringing her fingers to her temples, trying to recall.

Everyone immediately turned to her, as if hoping someone would now offer a logical explanation for what they were seeing. The girls exchanged uncertain glances—the landscape was far too realistic to dismiss as a shared hallucination.

The realization of what was happening hit them in waves. The fact that their future husband was actually the Demon King, and that three of their friends were beings of special status, was hard to digest. All thoughts, doubts, and internal dialogues vanished. Only the reality beyond the window remained—mysterious and incomprehensible.

“Shizuka, what movie are you talking about?” Kiriko asked cautiously, her voice still trembling from the shock.

“There was this man… he’s a wizard. But he calls himself a doctor…” Shizuka frowned, trying to pull the name from her memory.

Alex couldn’t hold back a chuckle when he heard her description. He immediately knew who she meant.

Hearing his laugh, the girls all turned toward him at once, as if they were only just now realizing the obvious—sitting before them was, in fact, the Demon King. And they were… somewhere else entirely. Somewhere with different rules, where anything was possible.

The looks on their faces were priceless: confusion, fear, curiosity, awe… a million questions held back by a moment of silence.

Rebecca couldn’t help but giggle—she still remembered the moment she first learned the truth about Alex. She wasn’t afraid then—only curious about just how strong he really was. It wasn’t his status that shocked her.

Brunhilde, as always, remained calm. She already knew everything—Völundr had revealed the full truth to her. Now she simply waited patiently to see how Alex would handle yet another awkward situation.

“If you meant Doctor Strange—you’re right,” Alex finally said, smiling. “This is the Mirror Dimension. And you wanted proof of who I really am. This is the easiest way to show you.”

Still stunned, the girls stepped away from the window and took their seats. Now they wanted to know more. After all, it’s not every day you find out your fiancé is a demon. And not just any demon—but the Demon King himself.

They needed to understand: who was he? Why did he help people? Why had he hidden the truth?

They understood one thing clearly: Alex was special. And yet, he remained kind, calm, and never showed even a trace of arrogance—the kind typically portrayed in demons from movies or books. He felt… like one of them. Like someone who, despite immense power, still had a heart.

“So that manga… where you’re the main character…” Miu began hesitantly. “Is it true? Are you from that world?”

“Uhh… no,” Alex replied, involuntarily twitching his eye.

“What do you mean?” Rei asked, frowning.

“I’m not from that world. And honestly, it’s the first time I’m hearing about the manga. I’ve never been there—and I don’t plan to go. As for the rest… it’s a bit more complicated. It’s tied to my powers.”

“Complicated how?” Yuriko interjected, voicing the group’s shared confusion. “We’ve already figured out: you’re the Demon King from another world. Brunhilde is a real Valkyrie from legend. Rebecca has some kind of divine blessing. Rory is an apostle who ended up here by accident. Now that everything’s out in the open… tell us, what’s so complicated about you?”

The girls all nodded in agreement, confirming Yuriko’s words. Everyone was eager to learn the truth—who Alex really was. From the way he spoke, the manga where he was supposedly the main character was complete fiction. He had never even been to that world.

Alex looked over at the girls, unsure where to begin. He saw countless questions in their eyes—so many emotions, so much confusion. With a sigh, he reached out his hand and slowly opened his palm. All eyes focused on it, holding their breath. In this world of surprises, even the smallest gesture could reveal something extraordinary.

In his palm, a glowing crystal-white tree began to take shape, laced with streams of energy. The energy flowed from its roots upward, filling every branch, as though bringing them to life. The branches stretched higher, sparkling—like time itself trickled down their lengths.

“If any of you have ever heard of multiverse theories, parallel worlds, and all that comes with them,” Alex began, gazing at them, “then the explanation will be fairly simple.”

“Is that the theory where every choice we make creates a new universe where we chose differently? And the multiverse is an infinite collection of such worlds—some almost identical, others absurdly different?” Saya asked thoughtfully.

Alex gave her a thumbs-up with a small smile. Seeing it, Saya broke into a proud, satisfied grin. She had always been smart, though her arrogance and know-it-all attitude could put people off. But ever since meeting Alex and Rebecca, she had started to change—to learn, to become useful. She couldn’t fight herself, so she spent all her free time studying, helping with planning and strategy, and analyzing the data Alex provided on tech and projects.

“Then why did you show us the tree?” Cammy asked, elegantly crossing one leg over the other.

“You wanted to know what’s so special about my power,” Alex said calmly. “That tree is a symbol of a world’s timeline. The trunk is the main line. The branches are parallel worlds—the ‘what ifs’… And in each of those realities, versions of you exist. Past, future. But me… I’m the exception. My nature is something else entirely.”

“Just how unique is your power?” Renka asked with interest.

“I’m not just the first demon,” Alex replied, slowly closing his hand, making the tree vanish in a burst of sparks. “I’m the embodiment of the very concept of destruction. My existence doesn’t fit into any of the branches—I exist outside of them. I exist only here and now.”

He paused, anticipating their questions. Then he began to speak — how it all started, where the universe came from, what formed the foundation of existence, and why balance exists everywhere. The girls listened, holding their breath. No one interrupted. You didn’t hear something like this every day. And despite how absurd the information sounded… it felt real. Almost too real.

Some began to smirk quietly, imagining how fanatical believers would react to such a truth. Alex didn’t dive too deeply into details — he only explained the essence on a surface level, but even that was enough for them to understand: he wasn’t just “special.” He was the only one. In the past, in the future — there was and never could be another like him.

“Ugh… my brain’s gonna explode from all this info,” Ada muttered, massaging her temples.

“If Alex is the Demon King… does that make me the Demon Queen now?” Shizuka asked shyly.

“Technically, you’re one of the queens,” Rika smirked. “But if we’re being honest, I fit the role better. Demon Queen Rika… sounds fabulous.”

“I’d actually believe Koko fits that role more,” Yuriko said, glancing at her friend. “If not for the zombie apocalypse, she really would’ve tried to take over the world.”

“Well, it does sound tempting. I wouldn’t mind trying on the crown and cape,” Koko replied with a lazy smile.

“Enough with the titles,” Ada sighed. “What I’m more interested in is this: how rich is Alex? I mean, he’s the Demon King — he must have a treasure vault full of gold and gems, right?”

“Easier to show you,” Alex replied dryly, snapping his fingers.

A massive gold ingot appeared in the air and landed on the carpet with a heavy thud.

“Did you just create that? Or pull it out of your inventory?” Beatrix asked, stepping closer and eyeing the metal with interest.

“Created it. With magic. Simply put — I can create anything I want. So money’s not an issue. Not even in other worlds,” Alex answered, making the ingot vanish again.

“Hmm… Since you brought up other worlds…” Chiquita narrowed her eyes, a predatory glint in her gaze. “You don’t, by any chance, have other women in those worlds, do you, Alex?”

Alex nodded and decided to tell them everything, so there would be no misunderstandings later in their relationship. He began from the very beginning — with a story about the first world where his journey began. A world where the city of Orario existed.

The girls listened with great interest. The fantasy world Alex described especially intrigued those who practiced martial arts. They were stunned by the idea of a dungeon full of monsters one could fight to grow stronger. Not limiting himself to words, Alex used a magical projection to show them what the dungeon looked like from the inside — its levels, lighting, wall structure, and of course, the monsters themselves.

But when it came to relationships, Alex revealed that he was married — to four goddesses and one elf girl. The girls were literally stunned by the confession.

“Wait… goddesses?! Real goddesses? The ones who are supposed to live in the heavens?!” Rei nearly shouted, her eyes wide. “And the elf? The one who worked at that restaurant you went to just to look at the waitresses?!”

“And the gods in those other worlds… are they like the ones from our myths?” Saeko asked, surprised but calm.

“Partially,” Alex nodded. “It depends on the world. In Rory’s world, for example, there are also gods. Some are similar to our legends, some are completely different. There are gods of death, life… just like in our mythology.”

“And what are the names of those goddesses?” Kiriko asked curiously.

“Freya, Hestia, Loki, Hephaestus… and an elf girl named Ryu,” Alex said with a warm smile, remembering each one of them.

“Hold on… I can understand Freya and Hestia — even in our myths they’re depicted as women… but isn’t Loki and Hephaestus supposed to be men?” Saya interrupted mid-sentence, frowning.

Alex didn’t bother explaining with words — he simply created holograms of his wives in front of them. The expressions on the girls’ faces said it all. They were stunned. The goddesses really were incredibly beautiful — especially Freya, whose beauty seemed almost unreal.

Alex decided to tell a few stories to help the girls understand who he was connected to. He told them about Hestia’s friendship with Hephaestus, how Hestia lived with her, taking advantage of her kindness. He spoke of the rivalry between Loki and Hestia, which Rebecca later got involved in. He talked about his first meeting with Freya and, of course, about his beloved — the elf girl, Ryuu.

During the story, the girls couldn’t help but notice the physical resemblance between Hestia and Rebecca, though there was one obvious difference — their chests. Hestia’s was much larger than Rebecca’s. However, Alex tactfully avoided the topic.

He moved on to the story of the second world — Rebecca’s world. Without going into details about why he ended up there, he began with the moment when he met Gloria and started living with her. The stories about Gloria evoked sympathy from Yuriko, Namiyo, and Kiriko. The story of losing a son was especially tragic.

Then Alex briefly described how awful Rebecca’s world was — Night City, controlled by greedy corporations, where people were nothing more than resources. Rebecca also added her own comments about life in that world, talking about the brutality of the streets and the constant struggle.

“So the technology you use, is it from her world?” Koko asked an important question.

“Not exactly,” Alex shook his head. “I started with that, but then I began studying, inventing my own… And in the end, my technologies are far better than all the crap the corporations produced.”

“A world with cyber-implants and superpowers sounds cool. If you ignore the gunfights, gangs, and corruption…” Chiquita added with a smirk.

“Still better than a zombie apocalypse,” Chun-Li grunted.

“Can’t argue with that,” Valmet grinned.

“Alex, what else did you do as a mercenary?” Ada asked, looking at him with interest.

A wide grin spread across Alex’s face when the conversation turned to his exploits in Night City. Rebecca beside him also broke into her signature “gremlin” smile — after all, she and Alex had gotten into a lot of crazy things during the time they spent together.

The girls were especially impressed by the story of how Alex infiltrated the Arasaka tower to steal data. The fact that he not only succeeded but also blew up an entire floor, leaving behind a giant message that echoed in the news throughout the megacity — that went beyond the usual raid.

To prove his point, Alex showed a photo where he, along with Falco, Kivi, and GIR, posed in front of the tower. Behind them, a large sign was visible on the wall of the massive tower where the security system had been hacked, and a floor splattered with explosives and paint.

The girls stared at the picture — and immediately burst into laughter.

“My God, this is so like you, Alex!” Rika gasped through tears of laughter.

“Tell me about it. At first, I thought it would be like in spy movies — stealthy, elegant, no noise. But in the end… explosions, gunfire, and the whole floor covered in paint with every color of the rainbow. If I were the director of that branch, I swear I’d pull out all my hair,” Chun-Li added, trying to calm down.

With a pleased smile, Alex continued sharing his stories — leaving nothing out. He told them about his relationships and how, despite his powers, he decided to fulfill Gloria’s dream in a human way — by earning money and buying a ticket to the Moon.

The girls exchanged glances: such a romantic gesture perfectly fit Alex’s character.

Next, he told them about meeting Stitch and how they took him in. When they learned that Stitch was an alien “dog,” the girls were surprised, but not for long. However, Stitch, upon hearing the word, jumped up and started running around the room, shouting:

“I’m not a dog! I’m not a dog!”

GIR and MIMI immediately joined in, pulling out pre-made posters with the words “We’re not dogs!” and staging a mini protest.

Alex and the girls all decided to tactfully ignore this spectacle, pretending nothing was happening.

The conversation smoothly shifted to Brunhilde’s world, where Alex spoke about the gods’ decision to destroy humanity. He immediately explained that behind this plan was one ambitious god, seeking dominion and not hesitating to wipe out both humans and other gods.

The girls took this as a typical villain with a megalomania plot. But when Alex mentioned that Adam — the very same Adam from the legends — turned out to be his brother, they were stunned.

“Wait… You mean the Adam from the story of Adam and Eve… is your brother?! And who is your father, then?!” Renka asked, incredulously.

Alex narrowed his eyes and, with a mysterious smirk, said:

“Here’s a hint: I have two more brothers. One is the embodiment of evil, the one blamed for all sins. The other is the good boy and the favorite. I think it’s not hard to guess who my father is.”

Silence fell. The girls were deep in thought, trying to untangle this puzzle.

Alex, with a satisfied smile, carefully lifted Rebecca off his lap, walked over to the window, opened it, and lit a cigarette. He looked at the reflected landscape in the mirrors, waiting to see how long it would take the girls to figure it out.

It didn’t take long. Suddenly, Saya lifted her head, her eyes widening — the realization hit her like a lightning strike. She looked at Alex with a mix of surprise and uncertainty, as if torn between understanding and the absurdity of what she had just realized.

“Alex… you don’t mean to say that your brothers are Lucifer and Michael?.. And that means your father… is the very God, the creator of everything?”

Alex smirked and tossed her a candy.

“Got it, Saya. Here’s your prize.”

When Alex confirmed his words, the girls stared at him with expressions as if their brains had short-circuited all at once. They could accept a lot — even the fact that he was the embodiment of destruction — but the news that Alex was the son of the Creator himself and that his brothers were Lucifer and Michael was a real shock.

Rebecca was the first to crack — she burst out laughing loudly, nearly falling off the couch.

Her reaction when she learned this wasn’t as dramatic as the others’ — it was simple and honest: “Damn, I’m the daughter-in-law of God himself!” — the thought seemed to bring her genuine pleasure. The other girls were left in a mild stupor.

” I need to drink something stronger. Really strong,” Rika muttered, getting up from her chair and heading for the bar. “You don’t find out every day that your future husband is literally the son of God.”

“And pour me some too,” Ada said, following her. “Who would’ve thought that my father-in-law is the Creator himself? Tell anyone this, and they’ll lock you up in a loony bin.”

While the older girls went for the alcohol, the others tried to process the information. Their minds buzzed as if after an explosion. That’s when Alex decided to pour more fuel on the fire:

“By the way, about Lucifer… He’s living in one of the universes right now, running a nightclub, and helping a detective named Decker. And yes — he has feelings for her.”

A pause hung in the air, as if time had frozen. The girls’ eyes widened, like saucers. Their image of Lucifer as the archetype of evil shattered to pieces.

“Oh, and he’s still an angel. Not a demon, like you thought,” Alex added with a slight smirk.

Saya sat silently, lost in her thoughts. She looked as if she was on the verge of discovering a theorem that would overturn the entire understanding of the universe.

“Okay…” Ada drawled, rubbing her temple. “That’s enough of your… weird family. Is there anything else that could shock us?”

Alex, as if he had been waiting for this moment, calmly responded:

“Oh, right. Remember that letter you talked about, and everyone thought you were crazy? Well… here it is.”

He placed a bloodstained letter on the table. Ada immediately came to life. Recognizing the familiar envelope, she shot a glance at the other girls, which clearly said: “Aha! I told you so!” The girls just shrugged, smirking ironically — at that time, they really didn’t know who Alex actually was.

Ada reached for the letter to ceremoniously show it, but Alex gently stopped her.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to touch it,” he said, softly moving her hand away.

“Why? It’s just a letter… with blood. I just wanted to shove it in those bastards’ faces!” she snapped, shooting an annoyed glance at her friends.

“Because it’s cursed,” Alex replied calmly, continuing to hold her hand.

“You’re kidding, right?” Ada nervously smirked. “We already have enough problems, we don’t need cursed letters too.”

But Alex didn’t respond. Instead, the room suddenly grew colder. White vapor began to rise from the girls’ mouths. All of them, at once, remembered their favorite scenes from Supernatural — such phenomena typically accompanied the appearance of ghosts.

And as if on cue, black hair erupted from the shadows around Alex, winding around his legs and rising up, turning his figure into a cocoon. From the darkness emerged the figure of a girl — with a pale face, bloodstained clothes, and long black hair. She embraced Alex’s neck, staring at the others with a piercing gaze.

The girls’ jaws dropped. A ghost? Yes. But an astonishingly beautiful one. Perhaps if her eyes hadn’t exuded such chilling cold, they wouldn’t have recognized her as a ghost. She wasn’t even standing on the floor — she hovered behind Alex, gently embracing him.

“Meet Zhang Ya,” Alex said, freeing one hand from the hair’s embrace and taking the ghost girl’s hand. “After certain… events, I received her love letter. Now she lives in my shadow. Oh, and yes, neither salt nor iron affect her. So don’t even try.”

The girls felt slightly embarrassed, but it was undeniable — they were genuinely intrigued. After all, you don’t meet a ghost every day, especially after watching countless seasons of Supernatural. Naturally, they were eager to test whether salt and iron worked, just like in the show.

“So… why is she staring at us like that?” Shizuka asked cautiously, hiding her nervousness behind a quiet voice. “Did we offend her somehow?”

“She’s just a little… possessive. And not very fond of others. She has only one friend — Göndul,” Alex replied calmly, gently rubbing Zhang Ya’s wrist with his thumb, as if trying to soothe her a little.

“Göndul? Who’s that?” Miu asked, surprised, thinking that she must be another ghost.

“It’s me,” a voice suddenly rang out, and Göndul materialized in front of the girls.

Everyone stared at the suddenly appeared figure. An awkward pause followed, and Alex decided it was time to explain who Göndul was and where she came from. He had to tell them about Völundr — the mysterious system and how it worked.

It became clearer why Brunhilde understood Alex so well — she literally lived inside his head. The girls turned their attention back to Göndul, now sitting next to Brunhilde. A soft, almost saintly smile shone on her face. Some of them truly thought she looked saintly… but not Alex. He knew her too well to buy that image.

Almost in response to his thoughts, she gave him a radiant, yet slightly playful smile.

“I remember you,” Saya suddenly said, pointing at Göndul. “You were one of the ones who hovered around Alex. Back then, there were two of you: you and another… with glasses and a scientist’s hat.”

“Hee-hee-hee… I’m still surprised how a mortal girl managed to see both me and my sister,” Göndul smirked, covering her mouth with her hand.

Alex had to explain again, answering dozens of new questions about the other Valkyries. However, he hadn’t summoned the others yet, or else the room would’ve become too cramped — with nine more girls, it would be impossible to move around.

When the girls found out that there were nine more Valkyries living inside Alex, their surprise had reached its limit. It seemed like they had seen and heard everything by now.

“Alex, if you’re so strong, why didn’t you stop this Apocalypse?” Namiyo asked cautiously.

“Now we’re getting to the topic of my work…” Alex lit a cigarette, exhaling heavily. “Or rather, the task my father gave me. Or, to be more precise — the most important reason I even ended up in this world.”

“And what kind of work… or, as you said, task is that?” Valmet asked with interest, raising an eyebrow.

“You’ve already figured out that there are timelines and multiple worlds. Well… The end of time should happen naturally. Time resets like a cycle. But there are those who want to devour these universes, make them their power. This happened in my home world. In Rebecca’s world. In Brunhilde’s world. And my task is to prevent that from happening again. As you already know, I am the embodiment of destruction. And I have to hold back my power so the true culprit isn’t frightened, doesn’t destroy all the toys ahead of time… and doesn’t escape.”

“Why would anyone want to break toys? Are they stupid?” Shizuka asked naively, tilting her head.

“Shizuka…” Saya quietly spoke, sighing wearily. “He’s not talking about toys. We’re those ‘toys’. Humans. If you look at it differently, it’s like in the movies: good versus evil, a corporation of destruction launches the Apocalypse, and humanity tries to survive. And someone watches it all, like a show. We’re just actors in someone else’s play. And when the ‘movie’ ends, we won’t be here anymore. The universe will disappear.”

Her voice trembled with tension, her teeth clenched in anger and helplessness. But she was right. And judging by Alex’s expression, he knew this better than anyone.

Alex only nodded heavily in response to Saya’s words, confirming each one. Everything she said was the harsh truth about the world they were in now. The worst part was that Alex hadn’t done anything yet — not because he didn’t want to, but because he hadn’t found enough traces of the main culprits behind everything.

He also hadn’t completed all the countermeasures against the Minister of Monoliths and Davoth, so those two wouldn’t have a single chance to reveal hidden trump cards and turn the game board upside down.

When the girls saw Alex’s confirmation, their faces noticeably paled. None of them could imagine that reality would be so cruel. Everything that was happening around them was just a game for a powerful being who reveled in the suffering of humanity.

Miu, Namiyo, Shizuka, and Beatrix — kind and sensitive girls — struggled to stay on their feet. Their faces became pale and sad: realizing that billions of lives had been taken at the whim of someone who didn’t even consider them human was unbearable.

“And you know who it is?” Koko asked in a heavy, grim voice.

“Yes, I do. But I don’t know where they are hiding yet. You could say that a war is happening right now for this universe between two powerful beings,” Alex replied, shaking his head.

“Why this particular universe?” Yuriko asked, surprised, looking for some clue.

“Because it’s special. It’s intertwined with countless timelines. And if it’s consumed, one can gain power — or rather, a lot of power,” Brunhilde explained, shifting her gaze to the girls.

“And still… who are these two?” Valmet frowned.

“I can’t say. Well… I can’t name them,” Alex answered, a slight embarrassment in his voice.

“Why not? They’re just names. What’s so special about them?” Chun-Li asked, frowning even more.

“There’s a saying: words have power. And in my case — it’s very literal. Because of who I am, my words hold immense power. Sometimes, just saying a name can have consequences,” Alex sighed and explained.

“But maybe you could at least describe them?” Cammy asked gently, stepping closer.

“Overall… yes, I’ve already learned how to bypass that restriction. The first one is the creator of a race, trying to give his people immortality by destroying universe after universe. The second one is the avatar of one… let’s say, very specific woman. I have a rather strange relationship with her. She weakened the control over her avatars just to alleviate her boredom. Also… she’s existed since the concept of good and evil appeared in the world. This insane woman allowed her avatars to rise against her, only to watch their struggles, their development, and then — crush them like bugs, enjoying their despair. I killed one of her avatars, we met, and after that… we kind of made a deal. Or, well, something that resembles a deal. And now I have to deal with her avatars. By the way, her avatars are the cause of the trouble in the three worlds I saved,” Alex said with a crooked, almost weary smile.

“She… she’s insane. Who is she even?” Chun-Li said with disgust.

“I can’t say. But I call her… Nyan-Nyan,” Alex mumbled, looking away.

The girls were momentarily stunned — such a cute nickname for a being capable of destroying entire worlds sounded almost absurd. The embarrassment hung in the air.

Alex sighed and decided to explain how it all started. How they first met. How she… for the sake of “motivation,” literally blew him up, which led him to Rebecca’s world and to another of her avatars.

He didn’t go into details about what he had to do to defeat Nyan-Nyan’s avatars, but the girls understood — it was something terrifying and heavy.

Alex was glad there were no Lovecraftian tales in this world — otherwise, the girls definitely wouldn’t sleep peacefully, knowing what kind of creature was eyeing their universe.

To lighten the mood, Alex brought everyone out of the mirror dimension and suggested they just talk. He began answering their questions, trying to distract them from the dark thoughts. He reassured them that he would handle everything, that they shouldn’t feel guilty for not being able to do more — everyone just needed to do their part.

And it worked. Enthusiasm rekindled in their eyes. But the girls wanted to know more. More about him. More about his powers.

To be continued…

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