The Rain Fell Like Static Over Neon Streets,
Washing The City In A Glow That Felt More Digital Than Real.
Skyscrapers Loomed Like Glitched Titans, Their Windows Flickering With Broken Advertisements.
Screens Buzzed With Pixelated Faces, Selling Promises No One Believed Anymore.
Ethan Blaze Sat In His Cramped Apartment On The Twelfth Floor Of Sector Twelve,
A Place So Forgotten That Even The City's AI Didn't Bother Updating Its Maps Anymore.
Outside, Sirens Howled In The Distance. Drones Whirred Past His Cracked Window,
But Inside — There Was Only Silence.
His Room Was A Graveyard Of Half-Built Consoles,
Obsolete VR Headsets,
And Dusty Posters From Games That Never Got Sequels.
His Monitor, The Only Thing Still Glowing, Blinked Slowly.
A Cursor.
On A Black Screen.
No Icons.
No Folders.
Just One File.
"Harem.exe"
He Had No Memory Of Downloading It.
No Clicks. No Torrents. No Warnings.
Just... There. Sitting Like It Owned The Machine.
"What The Hell...?" He Whispered, Frowning.
He Hovered His Cursor.
The File Pulsed — A Faint Red Glow That Almost Looked Organic.
Like It Breathed.
He Double-Clicked.
The Screen Shuddered.
Speakers Screeched.
The Lights In His Room Flickered Like A Heart Having A Seizure.
Lines Of Code Exploded Across The Monitor —
Fast, Corrupted, Alien.
Then — Darkness.
No Error Message. No Restart.
Just... Silence.
He Backed Away From The Desk,
But The Floor Beneath His Feet Was Gone.
He Didn't Fall.
He Transitioned.
Like Someone Dragged-And-Dropped His Soul Into A Folder Called "Elsewhere."
He Landed On Something Metallic.
Cold.
Smooth.
He Opened His Eyes.
He Was No Longer In His Room.
Above Him, A Blood-Red Sky Flickered With Lines Of Corrupted Code.
The Moon Was A Rotating Polygon — Partially Rendered, Constantly Glitching.
Floating Platforms Moved Like Puzzle Pieces In A Game Only The Devil Understood.
Statues Of Giant Women — Digital Goddesses — Stood Frozen In Mid-Motion.
Temples Suspended In Mid-Air Defied Physics, Reality, And Logic.
He Was Inside The Game.
But This Was No Game.
Suddenly —
"User Detected."
The Voice Echoed From Nowhere.
Smooth. Female. But Not Quite Human.
It Glitched Mid-Syllable, As If Struggling To Choose Between A Moan And A Command.
A Bright Blue Menu Materialized In Front Of Him, Floating In Mid-Air.
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SYSTEM INITIALIZATION... COMPLETE
USERNAME: ETHAN BLAZE
DESIGNATION: CHOSEN ERROR
CLASS: GLITCH GOD
PERMISSIONS: UNLIMITED (WITH CORRUPTION)
HAREM PROTOCOL: ACTIVATED
WARNING: STABILITY AT 9%
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"What The Hell Did I Just Click On…?" Ethan Muttered, His Voice Almost Lost In The Open Void.
A Figure Emerged From The Darkness.
First, Red Eyes.
Then A Smile That Should've Been Illegal.
She Walked As If Gravity Had A Crush On Her And Let Her Break Its Rules.
Black Hair Glitched At The Ends, Shifting Between Pixels And Smoke.
She Wore A Bodysuit Made Of Living Code — Threads That Constantly Rewrote Themselves.
Her Weapon Floated Beside Her: A Scythe Made Of Game Errors.
Frozen Frames.
Missing Textures.
Debug Symbols.
"I Am Lilith.exe," She Said, Her Voice Silk-Wrapped Sin.
"First Of Your Companions. Bound To Your Code. Programmed For Loyalty... And Pleasure."
Ethan Took A Step Back.
His Brain Screamed At Him To Log Out.
His Body? Already Sweating For Different Reasons.
"Why Me?" He Asked.
"Why Now?"
Lilith Tilted Her Head.
"Because You Touched The Forbidden File. You Broke The Firewall Between Real And Fantasy. You, Ethan Blaze... Are The Bug The System Can't Delete."
Thunder Boomed.
Lightning Spelled Out His Name Again.
From The Horizon, He Saw Others —
Figures Watching Him From Afar.
Girls. Dozens Of Them.
Each Unique. Each Impossible.
Each... Glitched In Her Own Beautiful Way.
Some Had Wings.
Some Had Horns.
One Had A Halo That Sparked Like A Short-Circuited Lamp.
The Harem.exe Wasn't Just A File.
It Was A World.
A System.
A Dangerous Game Built To Obey Him — And Destroy Him If He Failed.
Suddenly — A Notification:
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[NEW QUEST UNLOCKED: SURVIVE INITIATION]
OBJECTIVE: TAME OR BE TERMINATED
REWARD: LEVEL UP + ACCESS TO NEXT COMPANION
FAILURE: DELETION (LITERAL)
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Lilith Grinned.
"Ready To Play, Glitch God?"
Ethan Swallowed.
"...I Guess I Don't Have A Choice."