The Royal Harem in DC

Allen decided to bring Gwen, MJ, and Natasha to visit the enchanted garden, of course, there are more girls, but due to the visitor restriction, they come first.

"..."

[Host, don't worry, if they were going to leave you, they would have done it a long time ago.]

"I'm not worried about that..."

Allen understood the system's words, but he has been exchanging messages with his girls.

Mary Jane mainly felt jealous, as Allen had been neglecting his girlfriends for a long time and having a good time with unknown women.

Gwen is dissatisfied with Allen's attitude, perhaps a little angry.

Natasha simply misses him, even though for her it has only been an hour, for Allen, it has been several months.

Allen bid farewell to his viewers, and for now, the live stream ended; at the same time, a white door opened in Shadowcrest.

"System, synchronize the time..."

[As you command]

With this, time in both worlds will pass in the same way.

Allen had plenty of time to think about many things and realized important things in his life.

To begin with, he had become paranoid and stressed to the point that he no longer enjoyed his life; this also affected his personality; Allen is not such a serious man, otherwise, he would not be such a content creator.

Allen enjoys creating content, this type of system is made for him, but at the same time, he realized that he found it hard to relax. Although no one can blame him for the extreme danger.

Allen felt envious of seeing himself like that in that recording,

In that recording, he felt ridiculous but also so free, and most of all Allen realized how much he enjoyed turning off his brain and letting himself go.

On the other hand, Allen had plenty of time to reflect on his life and how much it had changed.

*Allen's POV*

I stayed silent as I waited for the girls to pass through the door to this world.

They are going to meet dragons, fairies, and unicorns... uh

I don't know why, but at some point, I found myself involved in an increasingly ridiculous world. Everything that used to be limited to a screen is real now.

I went from sitting down to play pokemon with my followers in the afternoons, to facing apocalyptic monsters every two days; my whole life changed in less than two weeks...

I'm sure this is just the beginning...

Unexpectedly, I'm not afraid...

...

For three months, I was in DC, I achieved this by cheating with time.

Most of the time, I was in Themyscira, my life was somewhat complicated due to my relationships with the Amazons, but unexpectedly, it was more peaceful than my two weeks jumping from one apocalypse to another.

It was as if the universe decided to give me a break, or was it because most of that time I wasn't in front of the cameras? I don't want to think that having a system like mine leads to being in the middle of apocalyptic situations all the time.

I don't know there are many things and mysteries that I don't have the answer to, but one thing I can assure you is that I needed that time to rest.

Somehow, I feel like all the shit in the world is coming down on me for no reason...

In the end, I'm just a normal guy whose biggest concern was inviting Gwen to the prom without being chased by half the idiots in school, who now finds himself involved with world-destroying entities...

No, that would be a lie... there is something abnormal about me, and it is how ridiculously well I adapt to this situation.

It doesn't make sense... it still doesn't make sense... I don't make sense...

I should scream, I should run away, I should cry, I should get angry, or any other reaction to my situation would be more normal than just accepting it.

I came to think that I had a very strong mentality, but is that all? Is that enough for you to suddenly accept facing the embodied apocalypse again and again?

No, but even if there's something abnormal about me, so what? I'm Allen Walker... my story is a bit sad, but other than that, there's nothing special about me, my mother was a pianist, and My father was a photographer, just that, nothing special.

I came to think that I was someone else without knowing it... but so what? I'm not going to change even if I find out that I'm an alien or something, haha, that's nonsense, I'm just a humble human.

Besides, what defines a person is not what they are, but how they are... and I am me, with all my mistakes and defects, I am just me...

[Host, it seems that Gwen and MJ are still changing; they will take a little longer.]

"Thank you." I don't know if I should be glad that my girlfriends are getting ready before seeing me... maybe Gwen is putting on a karate outfit.

Speaking of my system, it's strange, she's strange, I don't know if the system has a gender, but since her voice has always been feminine, albeit stoic, I treat her with that in mind. Hey, it's nothing like that!

I admit I'm quite greedy, but I'm not so crazy as to seduce an incorporeal entity.

[Host... I could]

"Don't read my thoughts and don't interest me in anything, system."

[Ok...]

At this rate, my problems with women will be legendary; I already have to deal with goddesses.

...

I sighed looking at the portal; if I'm honest, both worlds are dangerous, but I think they'll be safer in my world for now.

Doomsday

Worldbreaker Hulk

Loki with the destroyer

Darkseid

"Shit, are both worlds dangerous?"

I'm not arrogant, but if it wasn't me, someone else would have died if he lived what I did under similar conditions. The system said it had been looking for a bearer for a long time, and I was the only one who met the requirements to use it.

At that moment, I thought it referred to being a content creator; I mean, the system has that in its name, but thinking about it, that's not so special, there are dozens of thousands of creators just in my universe.

So, what made me compatible wasn't just that? The system doesn't know; it just said that I was able to get it...

My system is quite peculiar; it's not an "omnipotent" existence like many other fantasy systems; it's as if it grows with me while reminding me of an artificial intelligence that learns and grows from interaction, the advantage is that over time it will become an even more incredible system.

But even with the system, I still can't help feeling worried, what about my world?! I can't say it was normal before; it never was. Since I was a child, I already knew about the existence of mutants and people with real superpowers. However, in just one week, my world was almost destroyed twice.

If I hadn't received the system...

If I hadn't been in that desert...

What if I had been with Gwen watching a movie? Would Worldbreaker Hulk have destroyed the world, and I would have simply died?

And if I had been in school instead of in New Mexico, would Loki have split the earth in half with the destroyer's lightning?

No, I can't be arrogant, there is someone who would have stopped Worldbreaker Hulk.

When I was a god of destruction, I could feel that people were watching, I doubt the world would have ended without me. This shouldn't be the first time the world is in danger.

As I pondered, the last camera floated in from the distance, then disappeared, stored by the system.

"..."

Now that I think about it, my system is quite cruel; it's based on turning tragedy and danger into entertainment. Sure, the system told me that with its updates, I could change the system itself, perhaps make it completely different...

But I won't do it, hahaha.

Do I regret having my system? No?, Do I regret that it's a content creation system? Never would I regret it! I love being a content creator,!, besides, I would rather have incompressible power than die impotent. There is nothing I hate about the system.

But I can't say the same about the world; it just seems like the difficulty level of my world is very high. If this were a video game, it would be like playing in nightmare mode. Every second, a Last Boss or Demon King spawns with hacks activated, and I only have one chance to win... It's very unfair.

I know I'm nobody to complain about cheating; I have an absurd system!

...

"I'm back," said Wednesday in the distance. She floated closer in her doll form, traveling between my world and DC from time to time. While she's there, days pass for me, but for her, it's just minutes.

"Welcome back, Wednesday," I smiled at her presence; I must say I've gotten used to having a floating doll around me.

Wednesday didn't say anything more; she just sat on my head. That's just how she is; she acted as she always does, but I noticed a certain concern in her gaze.

"Did something happen, Wednesday?" I asked lightly, so she wouldn't feel pressured to respond.

She didn't speak immediately; instead, she leaned against my head first. "It's nothing... I just thought about my parents... I like to know if they're okay..."

Lie... I know it's not a lie that she remembers her parents and wants to see them again, but it's a lie that it's bothering her that much.

She's an expressionless girl, but over time, I've noticed her little habits, gestures, and feelings, and I also realize half the time when she's lying.

"Don't worry; if I can, I'll take you to your world at some point..."

Regardless of what she's hiding, that's also the truth. I've thought a lot about the dolls; their lives must be even more tragic than mine. They reincarnated without freedom, without even having their bodies.

Although thinking about their personalities, I don't think they worry too much. Artoria is a goddess now, Rebecca is Rebecca, and Wednesday is like that...

At least I'd like them to resolve their unfinished business in their worlds, maybe visit their families or friends.

"Do you think it's possible?" Wednesday responded; I admit it won't be easy.

"In theory, if you can enter another world, like now in DC, there are possibilities of entering other worlds..."

Wednesday leaned back on my head and held out her hands as if hugging me. "I don't know, it seems like your system is designed to exist only in DC and your world? what's it called? Ah, yes, the system said it's called Marvel."

...

Wednesday is right, it's not that the system doesn't want to take me to another world outside of the DC universe, it's just that it can't or doesn't know how.

"I'm sorry..."

Making promises without knowing if they can be fulfilled is wrong.

"Don't worry... and thank you for caring..."

My heart pounded; it was a warm feeling to hear those words from Wednesday Addams; unexpectedly, it made me smile.

...

We remained silent for a while as the magical atmosphere of the enchanted garden moved my clothes.

[Host, do you regret having me?]

"Do you regret having me?"

Both, the system and Wednesday asked for something similar.

Regret? No need to even think about it. "Never! Not for a second do I regret having a wonderful system and such a reliable doll!" I smiled proudly at the world. "Whether it's troublesome or dangerous, I love my life and having so many wonderful women in it!... obviously my male friends too, although to a lesser extent"

*End of POV*

...

Allen could swear that Wednesday had blushed, but she quickly fled; the system, for its part, remained silent for a while after Allen's words.

"You look very happy..." said a sharp and pleasant voice.

Allen stopped smiling when he saw someone enter through the door. Out of nowhere, Allen saw a fist aimed at his face, connected to a blonde girl he loves. He wondered if he should block it, but decided not to.

Allen closed his eyes, expecting to be sent flying; he deserved it, or so Allen thought. And even though he didn't use his infinity, with his current resistance and Spider Gwen's punch at full power, it would only hurt a little.

"Hm?"

However, the pain didn't reach Allen; he opened his eyes to see Gwen standing in front of him. At the same time, Allen was surrounded by Gwen's arms, she buried her face in his chest.

"Why didn't you hit me?" Allen asked as he returned the hug.

"Do you want me to hit you?" Gwen teased, puffing up her cheeks.

"Only if you think I deserve it," Allen replied calmly as he adjusted Gwen's hair.

"I decided to accept this before accepting my feelings," Gwen looked at Allen with a calm gaze and a bit of dissatisfaction. "I don't regret our relationship, but don't be mean, and let me be jealous once in a while, you bastard."



Allen laughed and lifted her to give her a tight hug. "No, I promise I'll make you so happy that you'll get tired of me!"

"Hey, aren't you embarrassed to say such cheesy things?!"

"Hahaha"

"I see there's a lot of love between you two," Mary Jane entered through the door, her red hair waving in the wind. "I hope there's a little for me too," she said with a warm smile.



Among Allen's girlfriends, she's perhaps the least jealous and more open to the idea of sharing Allen. But don't get it wrong, she's also a girl thirsty for attention and love, and she can't stand being away from Allen for too long.

Allen opened his arms, and Gwen kindly gave MJ space to enter Allen's arms along with her.

"I missed you, MJ..." Allen hugged her tenderly as he whispered lovingly.

"I missed you more~" she melted into his chest, her eyes becoming teary.

It all started with the three of them...

Maybe if Allen hadn't met Gwen and MJ, he would never have opened up to romantic relationships.

Natasha's case is special and complicated; Allen's relationship with his aunt was as thin as a sheet of paper and as deep as an abyss. Allen wouldn't have accepted his semi-taboo feelings for Natasha if it hadn't been for Gwen and MJ opening his mind to another type of relationship.

"Tell me what about me?..." Natasha said, strangely jealous, she's usually not possessive, but now she wanted a little affection too.

Natasha came in behind the two girls but gave Gwen and MJ space, but then she got jealous and simply walked up to Allen while wearing her tight black widow's outfit.



Gwen and MJ left Allen's embrace and gave Natasha room.

Allen wondered why she was dressed like that, but Natasha didn't feel like talking, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Hm~❤️ Mnn do you think you can flirt in front of me without consequences~"

Natasha devoured Allen's mouth and pushed her tongue in, she was like a lioness marking her territory Allen for his part would not be honored and his hands moved down towards Natasha's sexy pastry.

Gwen and MJ were spitting with jealousy as they watched the couple kissing passionately and wondering how the hell a pervert like Allen could touch a unicorn.

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A/N: Yeah, it's not the best title of all, I know, but I couldn't think of anything else Hahaha

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