The Omnipotent System

Adams glanced over the ethereal glow of his wives' stats, his gaze softening with pride and warmth. A gentle smile spread across his face as he took them all in, their powers radiating with an intensity that would make any force in the universe tremble. "Well," he began, voice calm yet brimming with a quiet, unshakable confidence, "since you've all chosen to stand by my side, how could I ever refuse you? I only hope the universe is ready for you."

Lilith's eyes sparkled with a glint of mischief as she closed the distance between them, her movements fluid, almost predatory in grace. She reached for his hand, guiding it around her waist in a possessive yet tender gesture, drawing herself closer until they were barely inches apart. "If it's ready for you, then I suppose it's ready for us," she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper as she looked up into his eyes, her expression daring yet filled with warmth.

"Lilith…" Mabel's voice broke through the moment, low yet firm, laced with a hint of playful reproach. She folded her arms, arching a brow as she watched her friend's boldness. "Grabbing him like that—well, I guess some things never change."

Lilith's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile twitching at the corner of her lips. "Oh, don't tell me you're jealous, Mabel," she teased, though there was no malice in her tone, only affection.

Mabel let out a soft laugh, her emerald eyes gleaming with a wisdom that seemed to hold the weight of centuries. She shook her head, a small smile still lingering on her lips as she looked to Adams. "But, honestly, Lilith," she continued, a touch more serious now as she stepped closer, "the world isn't ready for a being like him. It never could be. Adams isn't just powerful… he is the living embodiment of the Omniverse itself."

She rested a hand gently on his shoulder, her gaze softening, reverent even, as if seeing him anew. "To be something so vast, so beyond comprehension," she whispered, her voice filled with awe and warmth. "The universe wouldn't dare to be ready."

Adams looked between the two of them, feeling the devotion in their gazes, the strength in their loyalty. A warmth spread through him, rare and treasured, making him tighten his arm around Lilith, a silent promise to each of them. "Then it seems I'll have to make sure the Omniverse knows it's found its match in you all," he replied, his voice a deep, affectionate rumble that filled the room.

As he spoke, Mabel felt her heart flutter, her usual calm expression breaking into a gentle smile that softened her features. Lilith, however, simply held his gaze, an unspoken fire in her eyes, the faintest hint of a smirk touching her lips.

Enigma folded her arms, leaning toward Adams with a knowing grin. "Alright, let's go," she teased, an amused sparkle dancing in her eyes. "You wouldn't want your loyal subjects rushing over here, trying to stop you, now would you?" The hint of a smirk on her lips suggested she was speaking from experience—a memory that seemed to bring equal parts nostalgia and exasperation.

For a moment, her gaze drifted off, and a distant look softened her expression. She could still vividly recall the day she'd decided to leave Biddersnest Auction House behind. Her officials, employees, even the clients who relied on her expertise, had gathered, desperation and loyalty evident in their pleading eyes as they begged her to stay. They had practically surrounded her, their voices filled with sorrow as they asked her not to leave, to keep guiding the Auction House as she always had, with the same fierce dedication she'd put into building it from the ground up.

Her heart had ached then—she had built that empire with her own hands, nurturing it through challenges and triumphs. Leaving wasn't easy. But with a steady breath and a firm resolve, she had refused. There was a new chapter calling her, one she couldn't ignore. The Primordial Chaos Sect was now her home, her future, even if it meant leaving behind what she had cherished.

A soft sigh escaped her, and her expression shifted back to the present as she looked up at Adams, a trace of that bittersweet memory lingering in her gaze. "Trust me," she added, voice dropping to a more serious tone, "I know how hard it is to leave behind a life you've built." Her eyes met his, searching his face as if sharing an unspoken understanding.

Adams reached out, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder, his touch gentle but grounding. A warmth settled in her chest at the gesture, and she smiled, the last of the wistful memories fading as she focused on the path ahead with him.

Aveline's lips curved into a knowing smile as she noticed two familiar figures approaching. "I think you might be too late for that," she murmured, glancing at Adams.

Adams followed her gaze, watching his sister Arianna and his best friend Anderson stride purposefully toward them, their eyes locked on him with a mixture of determination and mischief.

Arianna's brows lifted slightly as she approached, crossing her arms with a playful, challenging look. "You weren't planning to sneak off quietly, were you?" she asked, her voice warm but with a hint of accusation.
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Adams let out a chuckle, scratching the back of his head in feigned innocence. "Well, you caught me," he admitted, the glint in his eyes betraying that he hadn't exactly expected her to miss this.

With a resolved expression, Arianna stepped closer to him. "I'm coming with you, big brother," she said firmly, her voice steady. "I want to explore the universe too." Her eyes held a fierce resolve, a spark that told Adams she was serious.

Adams studied her, understanding instantly the deeper meaning behind her words. For so long, Arianna had been sheltered, treated with tender care by their parents, watched over in a cocoon of protection. After her abduction, her world had shrunk even further—her time in captivity was long and dark, and the freedom that followed had been spent within the bounds of the Primordial Chaos Sect. She had never ventured beyond, her horizons limited to familiar walls and faces. Now, given the chance to see what lay beyond, she wasn't about to let it slip by.

Her determination was palpable, and Adams couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in his sister. "Of course, you can come with me," he said warmly, his hand resting reassuringly on her shoulder. "And you too, Anderson," he added, turning to his best friend with a grin. "You're my brother in all but blood."

Anderson, who had been watching the exchange with his usual smirk, crossed his arms and let out a chuckle. "Good, because I wasn't planning on letting you leave without me anyway," he said, his lopsided grin revealing both his loyalty and excitement. There was a glint of anticipation in his eyes, as if the thought of this adventure had stirred something within him.

Adams looked between the two, feeling a rare warmth and deep sense of unity. They were no longer just family and friends—they were now companions, setting off on a journey that would take them across the Omniverse itself.