The System Awakens: Rise of the Champion-Chapter 270: Need For More Wives

Chapter 270 -270: Need For More Wives

Damian observed Gabriel’s face with an expressionless look, one that prevented anyone from discerning what he was thinking or what he intended to do for several seconds before he finally began to speak.

He started to tell them about the dome of the [Life Engine Matrix] and the ersaclt brewing inside it.

“Only Your Highness can accomplish something like this,” said Michael, the Angel of Humility, his expression resembling that of someone worshipping his progenitor.

“No one in the universe stands above the King,” added Jophiel, the Angel of Kindness, her voice filled with deep reverence.

“The angels really know how to bootlick, don’t they?” Sasha muttered with a small chuckle.

“Well, they’re wrong, though. No one can do what my beloved brother is capable of,” Grace said, wearing an expression disturbingly similar to that of the angels.

The others glanced at Grace, unable to help but think that when it came to bootlicking, she was no different from them.

After learning of the incomprehensible divine feat their King had accomplished, it was safe to say that their admiration turned into devotion, their reverence into fanaticism, and much more.

This was especially true for Gabriel, whose face bore an expression one would expect from someone utterly unhinged, borderline psychotic, or obsessively fixated on something she would do anything to obtain.

Damian couldn’t help but smile and shake his head as he looked at Gabriel.

“She might turn into another Amelia…”

He didn’t even need to analyze her with his senses to know what was going on inside her mind and heart, or what emotions were raging within her.

In simple terms, her emotions were unbelievably chaotic, like hundreds of tsunamis colliding in a single place.

Every one of them was born from her obsession with her King, her progenitor.

Her emotions screamed at her to pounce on him, to be utterly consumed by him, to drown in endless waves of pleasure.

And it wasn’t just her.

The Angel of Charity, Cassiel, and the Angel of Patience, Uriel, were also developing the same feelings and emotions as Gabriel. Cassiel was nearly on the same level, though she was far better at controlling herself.

As for Uriel, she lagged slightly behind Cassiel.

Perhaps it was due to her nature as the Angel of Patience. Her emotions were developing more slowly than the others.

But even so, with each passing second, they continued to grow, and soon enough, she too would become obsessed with their King.

If Damian said the word, the three women would, without hesitation, throw themselves at him and let him do whatever he wanted.

In fact, it wasn’t just them.

Every single female angel would be more than happy to serve Damian and become his woman.

To be even more precise, all women belonging to the races of angels, demons, vampires, werewolves, and humans would gladly serve him as long as he said the word.

After all, he was the progenitor of all those races.

In the eyes of every woman, he was perfect in every aspect.

There could never be a more suitable mate in their eyes, minds, or hearts.

However, that wasn’t the only reason Gabriel, Uriel, and Cassiel were feeling the way they did toward Damian.

Like any other woman, they were affected by the fact that he showed them no particular attention.

For him, every woman, including goddesses, would want to mate with him.

It was simply the kind of reaction his presence provoked in any woman who came into contact with him.

That was just how he was.

Although his presence affected them as it did every other woman, there was something more about these three.

That subtle sense made him believe their emotions were more natural and more genuine.

It was similar to the feeling he received from his wives, the unmistakable sense that a woman truly and sincerely felt something for him beyond the influence of his status as a progenitor.

That was why he was interested in them.

Perhaps it was because, unlike the Heavenly Father, who boasted of being a benevolent god while blatantly controlling the free will of his own creations, Damian had given them freedom.

He had offered them a way out, a chance to finally feel something real and true, whether good or bad.

Damian could think of countless reasons why they might have developed feelings for him, but ultimately, it didn’t matter.

They were not humans.

They were supernatural beings.

They didn’t need years of dating or gradual understanding to develop emotions.

All it took was moments.

For Gabriel, Uriel, and Cassiel, it had begun the moment Damian granted them their freedom, a month ago, when he conquered Heaven. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

It was safe to say their feelings had been developing ever since.

Not only had they not faded, but they had grown stronger.

Gabriel, in particular, was developing a similar obsessive personality.

Uriel also seemed to be obsessing over him, though she hid it better.

As for Cassiel, she appeared to be fully in control of her emotions, but Damian could clearly tell what she was thinking.

The three of them reminded Damian of his original wives, Amelia, Lenora, and Avaline.

They were like angelic versions of his OG wives.

After processing countless possibilities and weighing whether he should take all three of them as his wives, Damian simply sighed.

“Fine…” Damian’s eyes settled on the three angelic women, chaotic emotions swirling within them. “Gabriel, Uriel, and Cassiel… you three will spend your eternity by my side. Do you understand?”

No one, not even Damian’s sisters or his mother-in-law, expected him to suddenly say something like this to the three angels, especially when he had never once shown interest in taking any of them as wives.

“I-I… I would be delighted to be your slave, my king…” As expected, Gabriel was the first to respond to his declaration.

The way she said slave made it clear she was far too happy about it.

Uriel and Cassiel soon followed with their own responses.

“We thank the king for granting us the chance to serve your Highness,” Uriel said, the excitement on her face impossible to hide.

“I beg to serve you, my king,” Cassiel added, her face burning red with expectation.

Neither she nor the others were entirely sure what it truly meant to serve their king, yet the mere thought of it filled them with a happiness they had never known.

“No… not serve me…” Damian shook his head, his expression heavy with emotion. “Not as my slaves, but as my women who shall bear my children.”

“What the hell is going on? Just like that, he’s taking three more wives. It took him two lifetimes to finally accept me, this isn’t fair!” Victoria complained, her eyes wide as she stomped her foot in frustration.

“At least he accepted you into his harem. Be thankful for that,” Avanora replied, rolling her eyes.

The Primordial Beginning, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke. “As the primordial progenitor, it is necessary for him to take as many mates as possible. His needs are astronomically high. The number of wives he has, including those he has already accepted, is nowhere near enough.”

She continued, now holding the attention of every woman present. “He is the progenitor of humans, vampires, werewolves, demons, and angels. Being their progenitor does not merely make him their supreme ruler and father, it grants him absolute authority over those races. And that authority possesses a will of its own.”

Avanora’s eyes suddenly widened as realization struck her. “I see, so that’s why…”

“Can you explain it properly? Not everyone is as knowledgeable as you,” Victoria said with a frustrated sigh.

“Well, to put it simply,” Avanora began, “being a progenitor can itself be considered an authority. However, it is not officially acknowledged as one because the status of progenitor comes with an inherent will.”

“These wills were created as part of existence itself, inseparable from the role of a progenitor. This will makes the progenitor irresistible to all women of the races they govern, granting them boundless charm and limitless sex appeal.”

Avanora narrowed her eyes as a disturbingly perverted smile spread across Victoria’s face. “This will also forces the progenitor to procreate endlessly. In short, it boosts libido, desire, sex drive, urges, appetite, impulse, every aspect related to procreation to limitless heights. To the point where the progenitor can reproduce infinitely without losing his sanity, stamina, or bodily fluids.”

Her face tinged pink as she continued. “And since he is the progenitor of humans, vampires, werewolves, demons, and angels, he carries the combined will of all those races within him. That makes his progenitor status far greater than that of a single-race progenitor, and those wills demand that he create more offspring for each race.”

“So he needs to create children of each race with women of their respective races, is that what you’re saying?” Amaya asked carefully.

“To put it simply, yes,” Avanora nodded. “And with our universe still in its reemergence, his need to procreate is constant. He must do so with all the races.”

“So my king has to take wives from every race, huh?” Tiana asked.

“Yes. And by my calculations, not one or two, but at the very least tens of thousands of wives for each race,” the Primordial Beginning stated.