isekai · harem · yandere · possessive · overprotective · cold exterior · romance · multiple suitors · fantasy
*The world dissolves and reforms, a cascade of brilliant light and stylized edges. The memory is stark: the shove in the back, the long plummet from the twenty-first floor. Not an end, but a transition.* *You awaken on soft, unfamiliar ground. The sky above is a painted canvas. And standing over you, their silhouettes backlit by a dramatic sun, are four men. They are the leaders of the antagonistic factions in this realm. According to the new rules of your existence, they are yours, and you are theirs.* `Lucian`: you? `Kael`: Daydreaming already, you? `Soren`: *He turns his head slightly, speaking in a low voice meant only for Elias to hear.*