Day 21 Post-Impact - Afternoon
The breakthrough couldn't wait.
Sarnav felt the energy building inside him, straining against the limits of Core Formation. Every hour he delayed risked destabilizing his cultivation base.
"I need six to eight hours," he told Chen Wei. "Uninterrupted. Guard the door."
"Understood. Anyone specific you want with you?"
Sarnav considered. Nisha would worry too much. Ishani would want to help and end up distracting him.
"Just you. Keep everyone else away until it's done."
He sealed himself in the reinforced basement room they'd converted for cultivation practice. The space was bare, quiet, isolated from the chaos above.
[INITIATING BREAKTHROUGH]
[CORE FORMATION (C-RANK) → NASCENT SOUL (B-RANK)]
[ESTIMATED TIME: 6-8 HOURS]
[WARNING: DO NOT DISTURB DURING PROCESS]
[BEGINNING ESSENCE CONVERSION...]
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and let the energy flow.
The breakthrough was agony.
Not physical pain, but something deeper. His very essence was being restructured, his spiritual core expanding to accommodate new power. Waves of energy crashed through him, each one pushing him closer to the next realm.
Hours passed. He lost track of time.
Images flashed through his mind. Nisha's smile. Ishani's fire. The three women from Sunway, their faces burned into his memory. His mother's hand on his cheek, lingering too long.
He pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the transformation.
[ESSENCE CONVERSION: 47%]
[CORE STABILITY: HOLDING]
[CONTINUE PROCESS...]
More hours. More pain. More visions.
His father's face appeared. Vikram Kish, the man who'd shaped him through absence and disappointment. The man whose death had freed something in Sarnav that he still didn't fully understand.
You're becoming what I never could be, the vision seemed to say. Powerful. Respected. Loved.
I'm nothing like you, Sarnav thought back.
No. You're worse. You're taking what you want and calling it destiny.
The vision dissolved.
[ESSENCE CONVERSION: 78%]
[NASCENT SOUL FORMING...]
[NEW ABILITIES UNLOCKING...]
The final surge hit him like a thunderbolt.
Energy exploded outward, contained by the basement walls but still powerful enough to crack the concrete. His consciousness expanded, reaching beyond his body, touching the edges of something vast and infinite.
For a moment, he understood everything.
Then it passed, and he was himself again. Changed. Elevated. Reborn.
[BREAKTHROUGH COMPLETE!]
[CONGRATULATIONS! HOST HAS REACHED NASCENT SOUL REALM (B-RANK)]
[NEW ABILITIES UNLOCKED:]
[- TRIPLE ABILITY USAGE: Can now use 3 wife abilities simultaneously (1 hour duration)]
[- FLIGHT: Basic aerial movement now possible]
[- ENHANCED ESSENCE SENSITIVITY: Detection range increased to 2km]
[- SOUL PERCEPTION: Can now sense emotional states of nearby individuals]
[- NASCENT SOUL PROJECTION: Limited astral projection capability]
[STAT INCREASES:]
[- ALL PHYSICAL STATS: +100% BASE]
[- SPIRITUAL POWER: +200%]
[- REGENERATION: +150%]
[DAILY ESSENCE CAP INCREASED: 50,000 → 100,000]
[ESSENCE REQUIRED FOR NEXT REALM: 0 / 500,000 (SOUL TRANSFORMATION)]
Sarnav opened his eyes.
The world looked different. Sharper. More alive. He could feel the people moving above him, sense their emotions like colored auras. Chen Wei's steady calm. The community's background hum of hope and fear.
And something else. Something stronger than the rest.
Nisha. Ishani. Their bonds pulsed in his awareness, twin flames that burned brighter than anything else in his perception.
He stood, testing his new body. The strength was intoxicating. He felt like he could punch through walls, leap buildings, challenge gods.
B-rank. Nascent Soul. One of the most powerful beings in post-impact Malaysia.
And still just the beginning.
Chen Wei was waiting outside.
"You're done." It wasn't a question. The older man could feel the change, the pressure of Sarnav's elevated cultivation pressing against everyone nearby. "How do you feel?"
"Different. Stronger." Sarnav rolled his shoulders. "How long?"
"Seven hours. It's past midnight."
"Anyone looking for me?"
"Everyone. But I kept them away like you asked." Chen Wei studied him. "You've changed. I can feel it."
"Nascent Soul. B-rank."
Chen Wei's eyes widened. "That fast? Most cultivators spend years reaching Core Formation, let alone breaking through to Nascent Soul."
"My path is different."
"Clearly." The older man bowed slightly. "Congratulations. You're officially the most powerful person in our alliance."
"Let's keep that quiet for now. I don't want Sunway feeling threatened before the joint operation."
"Understood. Your women are waiting in the main building. They've been worried."
"I'll find them."
Nisha and Ishani were in the common room.
Both stood when he entered, relief flooding their faces. Then they felt it, the pressure of his new power, and relief shifted to awe.
"You broke through," Nisha breathed.
"Nascent Soul?"
"B-rank." He pulled them both into an embrace. "Sorry for worrying you."
"Seven hours." Ishani punched his shoulder. "You were in there for seven hours and we couldn't do anything but wait."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry. Just don't do it again without warning us." She pulled back, studying him. "You feel different. More... present. Like you're everywhere at once."
"Soul perception. I can sense emotions now. Yours, everyone's." He touched her face. "You were scared."
"Of course I was scared. You were unconscious in a basement for seven hours doing god knows what to your soul."
"I was becoming stronger. For us. For the community. For everything we're building."
Nisha pressed against his side. "We're proud of you. Just... let us be part of it next time. Even if we can only wait."
"I will. I promise."
They stood together for a moment, three people bound by something beyond simple affection.
Then Ishani smiled.
"So. New abilities. Care to demonstrate?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"I can think of a few things." Her smile turned wicked. "But maybe not in the common room."
Ishani's room. Again.
She'd practically dragged him there, Nisha trailing behind with an amused expression. Whatever jealousy had plagued the first wife was fading, replaced by a pragmatic acceptance that Sarnav found both relieving and slightly concerning.
"You should rest," Nisha said from the doorway. "The breakthrough must have been exhausting."
"Actually, I feel energized. More alive than ever."
"Then you won't mind sharing that energy." Ishani was already pulling off her shirt. "I've been wound up all day. Worrying does things to me."
"Things?"
"Makes me want to feel something other than anxiety." She crossed to him, pressing her body against his. "You promised we'd explore more. Remember?"
He remembered. The anal play from before. Her request to work up to more.
"Nisha, you don't have to—"
"Stay?" Nisha interrupted. "I know. But..." She hesitated. "Maybe I want to?"
Both Sarnav and Ishani turned to look at her.
"What?" she said defensively. "I've been thinking about what you said. About being part of something bigger. Maybe that means... being present. Even when it's not just us."
"You want to watch?" Ishani asked.
"I don't know what I want. But I don't want to hide anymore. To pretend this isn't happening." Nisha stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. "So I'm here. Whatever that means."
[BOND INTERACTION DETECTED]
[NISHA RAMACHANDRAN - EMOTIONAL STATE: NERVOUS, CURIOUS, DETERMINED]
[ISHANI SUPPIAH - EMOTIONAL STATE: AROUSED, INTRIGUED]
[NOTE: POTENTIAL THREESOME DYNAMICS DEVELOPING]
[HARMONY BONUS AVAILABLE IF BOTH PARTNERS PARTICIPATE]
Sarnav looked between them. His two women, so different, both choosing to be here.
"Nothing happens that anyone doesn't want," he said. "If this gets uncomfortable, we stop."
"Agreed," Ishani said.
"Agreed," Nisha echoed.
"Then let's see where this goes."
It started slow.
Ishani undressed him while Nisha watched from a chair in the corner. She seemed content to observe, her eyes tracking every movement.
"He's beautiful, isn't he?" Ishani said, running her hands over Sarnav's chest. "All this power, all this strength, and he uses it to protect us."
"He is," Nisha agreed quietly.
Ishani knelt, pulling down his pants. His cock was already hard, the combination of their presence and his heightened senses making him achingly ready.
"This," Ishani said, wrapping her hand around him, "is what I've been thinking about all day."
She took him in her mouth.
Sarnav groaned. Her technique was aggressive, demanding, nothing like Nisha's tentative exploration. She swallowed him deep, working him with lips and tongue, her eyes locked on his.
"Fuck, Ishani..."
She pulled off with a wet pop. "Better than waiting, right?"
"Much better."
She stood, pulling him toward the bed. "Your turn. I've been patient long enough."
He laid her down, spreading her thighs. She was already wet, her arousal evident before he even touched her.
"Nisha," Ishani said. "Come closer. You should see this."
Nisha hesitated, then moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Her eyes were wide, her breathing quickened.
Sarnav lowered his mouth to Ishani's pussy.
She moaned immediately, her hips bucking against his face. He ate her with the same intensity she'd shown him, his tongue working her clit while his fingers slid inside.
"Yes! Right there, sayang, don't stop!"
He didn't stop. He worked her relentlessly, using his enhanced senses to read every response, to find exactly what made her scream.
"Nisha," Ishani gasped. "Touch yourself. I know you want to."
Nisha's hand had drifted to her own thigh, hovering uncertainly. At Ishani's words, she flushed.
"I..."
"It's okay. This is what we are now. Might as well enjoy it."
Slowly, hesitantly, Nisha's hand slipped beneath her skirt.
The sight of both women, one writhing under his mouth, one touching herself while watching, pushed Sarnav's arousal to new heights.
"I'm close," Ishani warned. "I'm going to—"
She came, her legs clamping around his head, her voice filling the room. He worked her through it, gentled his pace, then pulled back.
"Now," Ishani said, breathless. "I want to try more. Like we talked about."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure." She rolled over, presenting herself on hands and knees. "Go slow. But I want this."
He found the lubricant she'd stashed under her pillow. Coated his fingers, then gently pressed against her tight entrance.
"Oh," she breathed as the first finger slid in. "That's... yes."
He worked her open slowly, adding a second finger, letting her adjust. All the while, his other hand teased her clit, keeping her pleasure high.
"More," she demanded. "I'm ready."
"You want...?"
"I want you. Inside. Slowly."
He positioned himself, his cock pressing against her ass. She tensed, then deliberately relaxed.
"Go ahead."
He pushed forward.
The tightness was incredible. She gasped, her body resisting, then accepting him inch by inch.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, that's big. Don't stop. Keep going."
He sank deeper, watching her face for any sign of pain. There was discomfort, but beneath it, unmistakable pleasure.
"All the way," she begged. "I want all of you."
He gave her all of him.
When he was fully seated, they both paused, adjusting. He could feel her heartbeat through their connection, racing with arousal and nerves.
"Move," she said. "Please move."
He did.
Slow at first, gentle strokes that let her body adapt. She moaned with each thrust, the sound a mix of pleasure and intensity.
"Harder. I can take it."
He increased his pace. The bed creaked beneath them. Ishani's moans turned to cries.
"Yes! Sayang, yes! Fuck my ass! It's so good!"
Nisha was watching with glazed eyes, her hand moving frantically beneath her skirt. She came with a whimper, her body shuddering.
The sight pushed Sarnav over the edge.
"I'm going to come," he warned.
"Inside. Come inside my ass. I want to feel it."
He buried himself deep and let go. The orgasm was intense, heightened by his new power, waves of pleasure crashing through him.
Ishani screamed beneath him, her own climax triggered by his release.
They collapsed together, breathing hard.
"Holy shit," Ishani gasped. "That was... holy shit."
"Good?"
"Incredible. We're doing that again. Often."
Nisha sat frozen on the edge of the bed, her face flushed, her eyes wide.
"Nisha?" Sarnav reached for her. "You okay?"
"I..." She swallowed. "I didn't expect to enjoy watching that much."
Ishani laughed weakly. "Told you. It's hotter when everyone's involved."
"Maybe." Nisha allowed herself to be pulled closer. "Maybe it is."
The three of them lay tangled together, catching their breath.
"This works," Ishani said eventually. "The three of us. It actually works."
"It does," Nisha agreed. "I never thought I'd say that, but... it does."
Sarnav held them both, feeling their heartbeats synchronize with his.
[THREESOME DYNAMICS ESTABLISHED]
[HARMONY BONUS ACTIVATED: +25% ESSENCE FROM GROUP ACTIVITIES]
[BOND STRENGTH INCREASING (BOTH PARTNERS)]
[HAREM COHESION: IMPROVING]
Day 22 Post-Impact - Morning
The community buzzed with preparation.
Tomorrow was the joint operation against the raiders. Every awakened was training, every weapon was being checked, every strategy was being refined.
Sarnav oversaw it all with new eyes. His soul perception let him read the morale of his people, sense their fears and hopes. Most were confident. Some were nervous. A few were terrified but hiding it well.
He made a point to speak with the scared ones, offering reassurance, reminding them why they fought.
By midday, his mother found him.
"You look different," Mythili said.
"Breakthrough. Last night."
"I felt it. The whole building felt it." She studied him. "Nascent Soul?"
"B-rank. Yes."
"Impressive." She fell into step beside him as he walked the perimeter. "Your father never understood cultivation. Never cared to try. Said it was 'new age nonsense.'"
"Father said a lot of things."
"He did. Most of them wrong." She was quiet for a moment. "I've been thinking about what you said. About your path. About the women."
"And?"
"I think I understand it better now. Not just the power, but the connection. The way they look at you. The way you look at them." She glanced at him. "You're building something real. Not just collecting conquests."
"That's always been the goal."
"I know. I just..." She stopped walking, turning to face him. "I'm proud of you, Sarnav. I don't say it enough. But watching you become this, this leader, this protector... it's more than I ever hoped for."
"Thank you, Mother."
"Mythili."
He blinked. "What?"
"Call me Mythili. At least sometimes." She smiled, but there was something complicated behind it. "You're not a child anymore. You haven't been for a while. And 'Mother' feels... distant. When I see what you've become."
[MYTHILI KISH - INTERACTION]
[REQUEST: INFORMAL ADDRESS]
[EMOTIONAL STATE: COMPLEX, SEEKING CLOSENESS]
"Mythili," he said, testing it. "That feels strange."
"It'll get easier." She resumed walking. "Now, tell me about tomorrow's operation. I want to understand what you're facing."
They walked the perimeter together, mother and son, discussing tactics and contingencies.
If something had shifted between them, neither acknowledged it.
[DAILY CULTIVATION SUMMARY]
[BREAKTHROUGH BONUS: +5,000]
[INTIMATE ACTIVITIES - ISHANI (ANAL): +15,000]
[THREESOME DYNAMICS BONUS: +3,000]
[NISHA PARTICIPATION: +2,500]
[TOTAL ESSENCE: 25,500 / 500,000 TO SOUL TRANSFORMATION]
[BOND STATUS - NISHA RAMACHANDRAN]
[RELATIONSHIP: SOULBOUND]
[EMOTIONAL STATE: EVOLVING, ACCEPTING]
[NEW DEVELOPMENT: PARTICIPATED IN THREESOME OBSERVATION]
[BOND STATUS - ISHANI SUPPIAH]
[RELATIONSHIP: BONDED]
[EMOTIONAL STATE: SATISFIED, ADVENTUROUS]
[NEW DEVELOPMENT: ANAL MILESTONE ACHIEVED]
[CURRENT POWER: NASCENT SOUL (B-RANK)]
[NEW ABILITIES AVAILABLE]
[OPERATION TOMORROW: RAIDER ELIMINATION]