A/N : Sorry, for delay. I am actually planing the rest of the story. Making more levels and such.
The next morning came slowly, golden light streaming into the chamber where strength now rested beside beauty and hunger. Asher was the first to wake, already dressed before the others stirred—though all four noticed the moment he moved. None of them missed much these days. Veyra stretched like a cat, her pale skin glowing faintly, while Catherine propped herself up on one elbow with a sly grin. Freya and Valeris exchanged a knowing look.
The next day began with quiet stillness. Sunlight slipped past heavy curtains in the hotel’s top-floor suite, casting soft shadows over silk sheets and tangled limbs. Asher had already risen, careful not to wake the four women sprawled around him. Their skin still carried traces of last night’s indulgence—fang marks, flushed cheeks, and a lingering aura of something feral and deeply vampiric.
He had let himself go the night before, fully embracing his vampire form. It hadn’t been planned—but it had been intense, primal, unforgettable.
Now, dressed in simple dark clothes, he moved silently to the other room. By the time they woke, hours had passed.
Afternoon sunlight painted the hotel’s open lounge area in warm gold. Asher sat alone at the corner of the long velvet couch, calmly sipping his tea. The hotel room was luxurious but muted—polished wood floors, modern art, and a large view of the city skyline through a glass wall.
One by one, the women joined him, dressed in relaxed loungewear. Veyra curled herself on the armrest near him. Catherine stretched her arms with a teasing smirk. Freya and Valeris sat on the opposite couch, watching him with sleepy interest.
"You’re already up and acting mysterious," Freya said, brushing her hair over one shoulder. "What did we miss?"
"More like—where are we going?" Valeris added, narrowing her eyes. "You’re too calm. That’s suspicious."
Asher gave a small smile and set his cup down.
"Well," he said, "we could visit the park I saw yesterday. Looked peaceful."
"That’s it?" Catherine raised an eyebrow.
He chuckled lightly. "Not quite. Before that, there’s something I want to show you."
He stood, and the room’s atmosphere shifted almost immediately. The light dimmed just a little, not from outside—but from the change in energy around him. Asher lifted his hand, and a ripple moved through the air.
From his soul space, something emerged.
It hovered mid-air behind him, radiating quiet authority. Unlike the metallic version from ancient halls, this one was strikingly elegant—crafted from pure white celestial bone-like material, etched with thin black marbling that flowed like ink through stone.
The girls all stood, instinctively drawn to it.
"This... is the Throne of Ten Stellar Galaxies," Asher said, his voice calm but steady. "It was Leon’s. Now it’s mine."
Catherine approached first, circling it. "It’s beautiful... and old. Like it shouldn’t exist here."
Valeris reached out and touched one of the throne’s arms. "What does it do?"
Freya stepped forward. "Can we try sitting on it?"
"Go ahead," Asher said simply.
One after another, the girls took turns sitting. But though the throne didn’t reject them, nothing happened. It was just a seat—until Asher approached.
When he sat, everything changed.
From the base of the throne, ten spiraling white stems extended outward like blooming vines. Each one curled upward into the air and then bloomed into a glowing flower. And below their feet, a soft shimmer overtook the polished floor—becoming transparent.
Ten galaxies slowly came into view beneath them, rotating like a cosmic clock.
Each galaxy was different.
One pulsed with blue fire. Another shimmered with reversed shadow-light. A third spun like a spiraling echo chamber of gravity. Others glowed with frequencies of time, chaos, soul-force, dream matter, and bloodlight. Each energy signature was completely unique.
"The throne isn’t just a seat," Asher said, now with the glowing eyes of a ruler. "Each of these galaxies submitted to me when I defeated Leon. They became part of the Throne. Part of me."
Freya’s eyes sharpened as her senses expanded. "Wait... Each of these galaxies... they’re not just different in form. Their core energies—none of them match."
Veyra stepped forward, her gaze narrowing as she tried to focus on each rotating world. "Three of them are familiar. That one radiates mana," she pointed to a vibrant blue spiral. "And this... this is clearly soul essence."
Catherine nodded, brow furrowed. "And one’s blood-bound. I can feel it resonate with my fangs. But the rest..."
"They’re... alien," Valeris murmured, reaching out toward a jagged crimson galaxy that pulsed like a wounded heart. "I don’t recognize this energy at all. It’s not mana, not soul, not blood or aura..."
Asher remained seated on the throne, his arms resting on the dark crystal limbs shaped like ancient star beasts. He smiled slightly.
"That’s the thing," he said. "Leon didn’t conquer ten galaxies with the same foundation. Each world he drew into this throne came from a fundamentally different energetic framework. Some didn’t even use mana as we understand it."
Asher’s fingers tapped once on the side of the throne, and in response, the space around them shimmered. Ten galaxies slowly rotated into perfect alignment above, each pulsing with a distinct hue and rhythm, each breathing a law of its own.
"These," he said, voice calm but reverent, "are the Ten Stellar Thrones. Each bound to a galaxy that mastered an entirely different energetic principle. Leon didn’t just unite power—he unified incompatibility."
He raised a hand, and the first galaxy flared.
Azure Shardfall – Mana Galaxy
This galaxy operates entirely on mana. The mana here is alive and intelligent. Spells can’t be cast unless the user harmonizes with the mana itself. It’s the only energy source in that galaxy.
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Crimson Vire – Blood Galaxy
Everything here revolves around blood energy. Power is determined by ancestry, bloodlines, and rituals involving sacrifice. The stars, planets, and even the laws of physics are influenced by blood resonance.
Hollow Veil – Soul Galaxy
This galaxy is based on soul energy alone. Souls here carry remnants of past lives, but reincarnation only happens if certain conditions are met. Everything runs on soul essence—no mana or aura involved.
Lucent Dawn – Aura Galaxy
The dominant energy here is aura. Cultivators focus on strengthening and refining their personal aura. Combat is direct and based on revealing one’s true self. There are no hidden techniques, just pure aura expression.
Mindforge – Mental Energy Galaxy
This galaxy is powered by mental energy. People use thought as their primary weapon and tool. Intelligence and cognition are trained like combat arts. Pure thinking can alter reality.
Gloomsworn Reach – Miasma Galaxy
This galaxy runs on miasma—an energy derived from decay, death, and rot. Life and death are seen as two stages of the same energy flow. Transformation through corruption is the normal way of evolution here.
Halo Ecliptica – Divine Energy Galaxy
This place is centered on divine energy. Every action is judged immediately, and the energy rewards or punishes based on moral conduct. People here cultivate divine laws directly as a power source.
Abyss Crown – Demonic Energy Galaxy
Demonic energy is the only force here. Power comes from embracing inner desires, rage, and sin—but mastering them afterward. It’s a place of dominance through internal struggle.
Ethereal Tides – Astral Energy Galaxy
This galaxy is powered by astral energy. Time and space don’t follow normal rules. People move between dimensions using thoughts and dreams as channels. No physical cultivation exists—only astral will.
The Forgotten Crown – Prana Galaxy
The final galaxy isn’t visible at first glance. It contains prana—the base life-force energy. Unlike other galaxies, this one has no secondary energy types, just pure prana. Asher noted that in their galaxy, multiple energies often coexist, but this one is unique—only prana is accessible and dominant here.
As Asher finished describing the galaxies, Freya tilted her head, confused yet intrigued.
"But why?" she asked softly. "Why did he—Leon—go through all this trouble to gather galaxies with completely different energy types? What was the point?"
Asher leaned back slightly, hands folded behind him, and answered simply, "He was preparing for the future."
Seeing the others still puzzled, he elaborated.
"Right now, all of you are at the World Rank stage. The next ranks after that are Star-Forger, then Nebula, then Black Hole, and finally Quasar. Up until this point, one can just absorb the treasures or by naturally cultivating reach higher rank."
"it totally depend on ones talent and geniuses" Asher said as they nodded but also got intrigued how powerful all these realms are.
He paused, tapping the armrest of the throne.
"In Galaxy Rank cultivation, something changes. It’s not just about mastering a single energy type anymore. Instead, power starts to come from how many different foreign energies one can bind or synchronize with. That’s why Leon gathered galaxies with completely unique signatures—one galaxy had mana, another had blood, one focused on soul energy, another on aura, and so on. No two galaxies used the same energy signature. This is completely different from our galaxy, where multiple energy types often coexist."