A colossal ship drifted in the cold silence of space.
Not flew. Not charged. Just... drifted. Like it didn’t give a damn. Like it had no destination, no fear, no rush. Like it was too important to move fast.
The ship was shaped like a crescent blade, painted in matte obsidian with crimson cracks glowing along its surface, pulsing like veins. It wasn’t designed for war. It wasn’t designed for transport either. It looked like it was built for one purpose—
To exist.
Its name was etched across its underbelly in glowing red letters.
[Intergalactic Breeder]
The name alone sparked riots on civilized planets. The Galactic Council had tried to censor it on every media stream, but people always found a way to say it. Whisper it. Worship it.
Some thought it was a joke. Some thought it was a threat disguised as humor. The galactic council didn’t care. They had already branded it the "most dangerous anomaly in known existence."
And that anomaly was snoring inside it.
But today, the universe had run out of patience.
Without warning, space rippled. Wormholes tore open in every direction.
From above, a monstrous juggernaut of a warship emerged, dwarfing Xavier’s drifting cruiser by a hundred times. Its shadow swallowed light.
Then another ship appeared on the right. Then one on the left. One from below. One behind. Until thirteen titanic ships, each flying flags of different federations and empires, had encircled Xavier’s ship in a perfect kill box.
Weapons armed. Shields raised. Broadcasts synchronized.
Each ship belonged to a different empire, and yet, for this moment, they had united under one command.
[GALACTIC EMERGENCY BROADCAST - PUBLIC EXECUTION STREAM BEGINNING IN 10... 9...]
The broadcast voice echoed across the stars.
The voice that followed was cold, official, and broadcast across every planet, moon, and device in the quadrant.
"Subject: Xavier. You are hereby sentenced to immediate public execution under Intergalactic Order 773-C."
"Crimes include but are not limited to: Destruction of seventeen planets, erasure of two minor galaxies, unlawful interference with universal constants, kidnapping of time itself, tax evasion, public indecency in twelve space stations, unauthorized use of a forbidden relic during galactic peace talks, destroying cause-and-effect, and even impregnated the Quantum Maiden—"
"Illegal breeding of cross-dimensional species. Public nudity in religious zones. Attempted flirtation with the AI popess. Mass manslaughter totaling 347 billion lives and counting."
"...and excessive use of sarcasm during intergalactic court hearings."
"You have ten seconds to surrender."
No response.
"Ten... Nine... Eight..."
Still nothing.
"Seven..."
Then, the top of Xavier’s ship hissed open.
A figure rose from the hatch like he was on an elevator platform.
Xavier. Black messy hair, crimson eyes glowing softly. Shirtless. Black gloves still half-pulled on. His bare upper body was covered in golden marks — not tattoos, not armor. They looked like divine circuits, as if God Himself had etched celestial blueprints into human flesh.
He stretched his arms above his head and yawned.
The fleets tensed.
"Five... Four..."
Still no movement. Just Xavier looking up with half-lidded red eyes, like someone who’d just been rudely woken after a very good dream.
"Three..."
He muttered, "Ugh. Every time..."
And then he lifted his hands.
In one motion, he slipped off his gloves.
The universe stopped.
His black hair bled into pure white, every strand glowing faintly like starlight.
His red eyes shifted. Gold now. Burning. Divine.
And across his bare upper body, glowing golden circuits ignited — swirling along his chest, arms, even neck.
They didn’t even wait for Xavier to surrender or finish the countdown, and launched their weapons.
Hundreds of them.
Beams thicker than skyscrapers. Nuclear shells. Gravity warpers. Matter-eaters. Hundreds of high-grade attacks blitzed through space, aimed at one unshielded ship.
Planet busters. Reality tears. Relic-class cannons that could erase bloodlines.
Xavier didn’t move.
He just looked at them.
And they stopped.
They never landed.
Everything froze.
The beams stopped mid-air. Missiles halted, hanging like insects caught in amber. Time had been paused—but not everywhere. Just their weapons.
He yawned.
Then, he spoke.
"Isn’t it just... common sense?" His voice was bored. "You don’t interrupt a man when he’s sleeping... eating... or creampie-ing."
He raised his hand.
All the frozen weapons shimmered... and crumbled into golden dust.
Gone.
His glowing eyes locked onto the nearest flagship.
"I take one nap..." His voice echoed unnaturally, like it was bouncing off the inside of reality. "And all of you start feeling brave."
"You think surrounding me makes you hunters?"
He smirked.
"No. You just circled the buffet."
The fleets hesitated.
Then fired again.
Bigger beams. Faster missiles. World-ending tech.
Xavier sighed.
"You know I was gonna let it go," he muttered, raising a hand lazily. "But you really wanted to see what happens when I take these gloves off, huh?"
He turned his palm toward the attacks—
Golden dust. Again. All of it.
The sheer power in the air made wormholes collapse.
"Alright," Xavier muttered, exhaling.
"You all seem to think I’m running. That I’m scared. You’ve got it twisted." Xavier scratched his balls.. "I’m not the one in danger. You are."
"If I wanted, I’d erase all thirteen of your ships. But that’d be too easy. So here’s the deal."
He smelled his hands.
"You have ten seconds to get the fuck out of my sight."
"Ten—"
One ship warped out instantly.
"Nine."
Two more followed.
"Eight."
Four ships left. Cowards.
"Seven. Six. Five."
Another blinked out of existence.
"Four... Three... yeah nah, let’s skip it."
He raised one arm to the left. One to the right.
From the void, two massive planets surged into view. Like summoned beasts. They moved at impossible speed.
And collided.
BOOM.
The remaining warships caught in between were crushed like flies in a book slam. Shattered metal and dying screams echoed into the black.
Xavier floated forward.
No jetpack. No thrusters. Just hovered.
He flew through the debris, through the last surviving flagship. His body phased through its hull like a hot knife through cotton.
The ship exploded five seconds later.
One after another, the remaining warships burst apart.
Thirty seconds later, space was quiet.
Xavier stood alone, still hovering in the void, circuits glowing. White hair waving in the solar wind.
He turned toward the nearest functioning satellite camera.
And smiled.
"The world watched. Every screen, every signal, every frequency — all tuned to me.
They called me a monster. Others, a god. A walking apocalypse with a bank balance that made nations feel poor.
I didn’t care.
Seventeen planets gone. Two galaxies collapsed. Over three hundred billion lives snuffed out like weak candles in a storm.
All of them tried to stop me. Armadas. Warlords. Empires. They came with fleets that blocked out stars, with weapons that cracked moons in half.
And I still wiped them out like they were nothing.
Not because I had to.
But because they pissed me off.
They said I broke the laws of physics.
They said I was unnatural.
That no human should have that much power.
Too bad I stopped being just "human" a long time ago.
They couldn’t understand. The power flowing through me wasn’t something you measure in numbers. It wasn’t gifted. It wasn’t stolen.
It was mine. Earned. Carved into my soul. Burned into my veins.
Limitless.
They screamed justice. They screamed vengeance.
And now they just screamed."
He hovered in space, dusting his gloves, surrounded by his enemies’ remains — twisted metal, shattered cores, drifting silence.
"And to think...
Just a few three years ago, I was a punching bag in a school hallway."
Then he raised a single middle finger toward the universe—
—and vanished.
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Author’s Note- I hope you guys liked the first Chapter. Your feedback is appreciated.
This novel will be a revenge, sci-fi, system, VR, Space, fantasy creatures, Alien waifus, action, slice of life, harem, comedy. This will also have lots of mature and gore contents, so kids stay away before it’s too late. There will also be dark moments that might not be everyone’s cup of tea, so you have been warned.
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Alternate/Previous title of this novel was : "Unlimited Money System: I Became the Intergalactic Emperor with my wives."