The law of Fiction: Harem in the fiction world

"So, did everything work well in the end? You look rather satisfied with the result. Do you want me to have a look into the future and tell you what will happen next?"

Diantha offered this once Yohan came back to their shared room. She had missed him terribly and she wanted to do something more for him. But it was the only thing she could do for the time being.

"Look into the future? There won't be any need for you to be worried about failure when you are with me."

Diantha smiled at the reply she for from Yohan. He sounded beyond confident in what he was doing and it reassured her a lot. She was sure that anyone else would have asked her to look into the future for them for sure.

But the mere fact that Yohan did not want to take advantage of her was reassuring her enough to follow him.

After all, what was more attractive than a man who knew how to get things done without needing external help?

Still, Diantha would make sure to dream of the future and ensure nothing goes wrong. She owed this much to Yohan and all the effort they had put in this far.

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"Ugh, here again. Why does this forest keep me bringing back here again and again?"

Yohan wanted to say it was a coincidence that he was standing in the weird forest again. The same blue lake stood in front of him from the last time he had been there.

Usually, he would have ruled it out as a coincidence but Yohan could not help but think of it as something more. Especially since he cannot contact his system here. And he could also feel a pair of eyes looking at him beyond the water.

"Why don't you come out and face me? Are you afraid of something?"

Yohan was not sure why he called out like that. Perhaps it was because this place was freaking him out and he did it because he wanted to be secure. Or maybe it was because his senses were telling him he was in danger.

Johan was a strong person and he would be the first one to say it. The kind of situations he had faced in the dungeons had made him a tough man.

But there was still something about this place that was unnerving, even to someone like him. It felt like this serene landscape would eat him alive if he let it.

What was even weirder? He knew he was here for the second time but it did not feel like that to him. His fear and his insecurities felt like they stemmed from a long-buried fear.

"Stop playing tricks on me and come out. This is no longer funny."

Maybe it was the stress of his journey that was taking its toll on Yohan but he somehow doubted that. The connection he had with this place felt deeper than that.

The magic in his hand was tingling, almost as if it was feeling another incredible power coming from nearby. But the only thing that could rival Yohan's magic was another Realm key.

'This is not good. I have no idea where I am but I do know I went to sleep. I should try to increase my mental resistance.'

There was no response from the system but Yohan could still feel his skill pallet settling over his senses. His paranoia was going away as well but his senses were getting hyper.

'Yes, do it. I don't fucking care at happens but do it.'

Over the years, Yohan has collected multiple skills he had no use for. He has even lost count of them at some point and he just did not need to use them anymore.

Or so he had thought before he had been trusted into such a situation. It was a little frustrating to feel all the power fighting inside his body once again.

'Ugh, remind me why I don't use these skills. Their combined power makes me feel like crap.'

Yohan's head was beginning to feel heavy already. The passive magic he wielded was not all compatible with his body type.

But it did help Yohan to locate the annoying feeling he was feeling. He could feel the presence of a body in the water he had not felt before.

Surprisingly enough, using his magic was easier to use now. It followed his instincts and it was all thanks to his passive skill - magic mastery.

'You know, this is the third time you have attacked me in all the times we met.'

The voice echoed around Yohan's head and he felt his headache getting worse. He wanted to drag that voice out of his head right that second but it seemed impossible to do. It felt like the speaker was a part of Yohan's mind.

"W-Who are you? How are you in my head?"

Yohan should have immunity to all kinds of magic and other tricks. Even other realm keys should not be able to affect a person like him this easily.

'This is something you have asked me before as well. But you forget every time I answer this question, so I would rather not tell you. As for who I am, why don't you look back and see who I am?'

Yohan has a feeling that this was a trap and he should not look behind. If he did, then he would end up losing control of his mind.

But his curiosity was bigger than that and Yohan finally turned around.

Long ash-grey hair and red eyes met his own. The woman in front of him has a small glowing tattoo on the middle of her forehead that let out magic strong enough to even make Yohan flinch.

"Do you know who I am now?"

Yup, Yohan knew. As soon as he had seen the lady, he knew exactly who she was and what she stood for.

"Oops, time for you to wake up. I wonder if you will remember me this time."

"No, wait. I still have questions I want to ask you."

But the world no longer seemed to be stable around Yohan. He was behind, dragged out of that dreamlike space and away from the powerful being in front of you.

"Remember, it might be your destiny to collect all the realm keys but it is also a curse you must overcome."

Before Yohan knew it, he had woken up and was gasping for breath. He had a feeling that he needed to remember something but his brain was not able to recall it.

Yohan's hand was tingling and his realm key was glowing. But he had no idea what it all meant since he had no control over his own emotions.

'What was that? A nightmare? Why is it so difficult to remember what happened in my dream?'

Yohan often woke up in the middle of the night with similar nightmares but this was the closest he had come to remember was about to try and go back to sleep once again when Diantha shot up from the bed with a terrified yell.

Her wide eyes told Yohan that she had a nightmare, but she looked a little too spoken out for it to be a normal nightmare.

Yohan was about to ask Diantha what was wrong when she gripped his hand and her lips crashed against Yohan's. And he could just taste her desperation against his lips when they kissed.