*Note: Ok, tomorrow I'll buy the nintendo switch 2 with Pokemon Legends Z-A, you don't know how many hours I'll play. I even avoid all spoilers only for this moment.
Another things: the topic about sex with lolis has been decided. I'll do sex chapters with lolis, legal lolis an ilegal one too. I gave you the oportunity to avoid this but... only a few people comment and this isn't enough for me so I decided to do this after thinking a lot. Why? Because is fiction and the heroines doesn't exist so I don't mind to do this and I'll sure I won't feel guilty because of that.
Another thing, today I realized that there are a lot of heroines to captivate. In the last chapter I wrote, the chapter 130, I calculated that there are 22 heroines left so... there will be a lot of chapters ahead, support me to encourage me to continue writting, your comments are essential for me. I will be content with a simple "thanks for the chapter" so... write it in the comments, thanks.
And have a good day :)
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After our heroes returned to their parallel timeline, they discovered that only an hour had passed since they left, which means time moves much more slowly in that world.
If the author remembers correctly, only ten hours went by in the other timeline while here only one hour had passed. It's curious how time works. Don't you think?
In any case, upon learning that his Saturday had not been taken from him, Akira flopped down on the couch and refused to get up until nightfall, watching a television program with the girls.
Akira had his head resting on Momo's lap, which were soft and tender—so soft that Akira couldn't help but feel as if he were leaning against a plush pillow, much softer than the one in his room—and soon he fell asleep.
A lot had happened, and Akira had carried the most pressure of everyone present, so it was only natural that once he relaxed he fell completely asleep. Who wouldn't nod off after traveling to another timeline and saving several galaxies in just ten hours? I think that question answers itself.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere in the galaxy.
We are on a planet whose surface was almost entirely covered by water. The inhabitants of this world were called Sufurs, a humanoid species with fish-like features that could breathe both in the sea and on land.
The Sufurs initially developed their civilization underwater, but over the years they also began to build on the surface. Most Sufurs preferred to live beneath the waves, but a small percentage chose to live on the surface. Of course, there were also those who didn't mind either way—and their ruler, Sufurtia, was one of them.
Unlike most nobles across the galaxy, Sufurtia was not an evil ruler. Quite the opposite: Sufurtia was a benevolent and wise sovereign, beloved by her people and known as the best ruler the planet had ever had.
Sufurtia currently had two wives, but only one of them had given birth; the other had been diagnosed as infertile. Even with the galaxy's advanced technology, you couldn't make a woman fertile if she naturally wasn't, so the child of the second wife became the heir.
Still, the first wife did not turn jealous of the second and helped raise the boy as if he were her own, forging an enviable family bond. There were no fights in the harem; it was a harmonious household where everyone loved one another and treated each other like family.
Everything was going well: Sufurtia governed her people wisely, the king trusted her enough to ask her for small tasks, and she had a loving family that showered her with affection. One could ask for nothing more…
But, sadly, life is unfair, and when Sufurtia's son, Sufurs, turned fourteen, he contracted a terrible disease called Latsius. Latsius was incurable even across the galaxy—deadlier than cancer—a sickness that slowly deteriorated organs while subjecting the patient to agonizing pain that would make anyone wish for death.
The disease was not contagious and could simply strike at random. While there was no cure, there were treatments that could slow its progress and ease the patient's pain, allowing them to live the rest of their life in relative normalcy—until the disease, well, finally killed them.
Sufurtia and her wives were heartbroken. Their only son had fallen ill with a mortal disease, and all they could do was watch him suffer day after day with no recourse. Death was close, and there was nothing they could do!
As ruler, Sufurtia had vast wealth, and spending nearly her entire fortune, she hired the most talented doctors she could find and allocated millions of galactic credits to research the disease and develop a cure. Unfortunately, progress was slow, and even if a cure were eventually developed—which was not guaranteed—her son likely would not live to see it.
Then, just when Sufurtia was desperate and his wives sank into deep despair, he heard shocking news. Mikado—the galaxy's most famous doctor—had developed a vaccine against Latsius that could cure a patient in a matter of minutes, erasing the disease entirely!
Overjoyed, Sufurtia used every resource at his disposal to find Mikado and beg her for the vaccine. Did his dignity matter? His beloved son was dying! What good are pride and dignity if they don't save your loved ones? Sufurtia believed this and was willing to kneel before Mikado if necessary. In fact, he would do anything to obtain that vaccine.
But once again life struck him a cruel blow. Driven from her position by nobles who coveted her genius, talent, and body, Mikado had been forced to flee and hide somewhere in the galaxy, vanishing completely.
Angry at the other nobles for their insatiable greed, but panicked and rushed, he used every connection he had to try and locate Mikado—without success.
Months passed and his son was barely alive. His life was a living hell: lying in bed unable to move, as fragile as a butterfly, waiting for the death that would soon come. His wives sat by his side day after day, trying to cheer him up and offering false hope while they cried silently inside.
Sufurtia stood on the brink of a mental collapse and in only a few months seemed to have aged thirty years—a considerable amount even for his people, who normally lived about 130 years.
But just when he was about to lose all hope, he received news that kindled a spark of hope.
His former captain of the guard, Anrelus—who had already retired—contacted him to say he had seen someone who looked exactly like Doctor Mikado on a planet called Earth.
Hearing this, Sufurtia rejoiced and, after thanking his old friend, told his wives and his son. His wives still held out hope that the news might be true, but his son did not share their optimism.
Every day he suffered pain no one should ever endure, not even an enemy. His health worsened, and he no longer had the strength even to walk. His mothers cared for him tirelessly, changing his clothes and helping him with his needs.
{Note: I mean hygiene and using the restroom. Nothing pornographic.}
He was deeply grateful to his mothers and his father, but he no longer believed any of their stories. His parents always told him that everything would be fine in the end—that he would recover and life would return to normal—but that never happened, and over time he began to lose hope of ever getting better. Still, knowing how worried his mothers and father were, he pretended to believe those tales.
"I'll go to the planet Earth immediately after making some calls," Sufurtia said.
He wanted to leave right away without calling anyone, but it was impossible. Earth was one of the most heavily monitored planets in the galaxy, and now that the king's princesses and daughters lived there, Sufurtia was sure it would no longer be as easy to enter Earth as before. The king probably had it under strict surveillance. That's why his friend had contacted him through less-than-official channels instead of coming to see him or calling—planetary communications were tightly controlled!
Still, trusting the many favors owed to him and the king's good opinion of him, he decided to contact the king immediately to ask permission.
At first the king seemed hesitant, especially after hearing why he wanted to go to Earth, but Sufurtia was one of his best subjects and an exemplary governor, so Gid granted his request.
Using his other contacts, he acquired a false identity, gathered a few supplies in case he needed to stay a few days, and set off for Earth in a small spacecraft. Why didn't he send his soldiers? There were two reasons: first, he wanted to go personally to find Mikado and show that his intentions were sincere. Second, it was at the king's request. Apparently there had recently been many assassins attempting to kill his heir on the orders of nobles—nobles who had, inevitably, been executed—so the king closed Earth's borders, allowing no one to enter or leave without his explicit authorization.
According to what the king told him, only a small number of people were currently permitted to leave and enter Earth: his daughters, the princesses, his heir, and his harem. Apart from them, no one had permission to travel to or from the planet, which is why the king hesitated when Sufurtia begged to be allowed entry to Earth in search of Mikado.
However, the reason he was permitted entry was that Sufurtia had been a good governor, subject, and noble—and, above all, because he had fulfilled every single one of the king's requests to the letter. Only for that reason was he given a one-time opportunity to enter and exit the planet.
Grateful for the king's permission and following the explicit instructions that only one person could go in a small cloaked ship, Sufurtia set off for Earth with the intention of finding Mikado and saving his son from certain death.
If Mikado truly was on that planet, he would obtain the medicine—even if he had to kneel for days outside her residence—but he would not leave the planet without that medicine. After all, his son meant everything to him along with his two wives, and losing one of them would devastate him and make it impossible to continue living with that sorrow inside. That was why he had to get it, at any cost.