Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Chapter 243 Into the Dimensional Rupture: The Fractured Terrain.

Alera walked a step behind Pyris, her cheeks flushed and her movements unusually quiet. Zara smirked at her, clearly enjoying the rare sight of Alera, the proud and unflinching "Shadow of the Forgotten (Forgotten Shadow)," looking so flustered.

"Well, someone's had a productive break," Zara teased in a low whisper as they walked.

Alera's head snapped toward her, eyes narrowing. "Say another word, and you'll wish for the labyrinth's traps instead of me."

"Oh, threats now? I'm shaking." Zara's grin widened, her tone as calm as ever.

Lyra, who was walking a bit further ahead, kept her focus straight but couldn't hide the slight twitch of her lips. Seren, on the other hand, was scowling outright.

"You could at least keep your antics private," Seren muttered, shooting Pyris a sharp glare.

Pyris, utterly unbothered, adjusted his coat. "I don't see what the big deal is. Focus on the labyrinth; it's not like the traps care about our personal lives."

"You mean your personal life," Seren snapped but fell silent as Lady Nysa took her place at the front.

Lady Nysa's movements, on the other hand, were fluid, her silhouette somehow blending with the shifting shadows of the labyrinth. Her presence exuded an air of control and detachment, making it clear she wasn't here to hold their hands.

"I shall lead thee through this chaos," Nysa announced, her tone commanding, "but know this: thou must face thine own battles. I shan't intervene unless death itself greets thee."

"Comforting, it's not like you can do anything," Pyris muttered, his sarcasm lost on Nysa. Given her situation, she can't even lift a finger.

The labyrinth grew unstable as they moved forward. Walls shimmered, the ground cracked, and flickers of distorted landscapes began to bleed into the path.

"This is the dimensional rupture?" Seren asked, her grip tightening on her war hammer.

"Indeed," Nysa replied, her voice calm. "The labyrinth doth test thee. Each step forward shalt weave new trials."

Suddenly, the corridor split into five paths, each glowing faintly. A low hum filled the air, like a heartbeat resonating through the stone.

"Pyris," Alera said, stepping closer to him. "Which one?"

Before he could answer, Nysa spoke again. "They all must move as one. To stray apart in this rupture is to welcome annihilation."

"Great," Lyra muttered. "No pressure."

The air around them had started shifting, heavy with a foreboding hum that resonated deep within their bones.

As the group stepped forward, the corridor ahead fractured, the solid ground splintering into floating platforms that hovered precariously over an endless, swirling abyss. The void beneath them pulsed with energy, flickers of crimson and violet flashing like lightning storms in a chasm without end.

"Well," Pyris said, breaking the silence with a dry chuckle, "this looks welcoming. Who's first?"

"Not it," Lyra said immediately, stepping behind Seren, whose grip on her war hammer tightened.

"I didn't come here to babysit," Seren growled, glaring at the others. "Let's move before the platforms decide to disappear on their own."

Pyris chuckled enjoying teasing them, he stepped forward, testing the edge of the nearest platform. It wobbled slightly but held his weight.

He shifted his balance carefully, the platform tilting just enough to make him question its stability.

"Good news," he said, gesturing for the others. "It holds."

"And the bad news?" Alera asked, her arms crossed.

"The bad news is that it's going to be a real pain if these things start collapsing," Pyris replied, stepping fully onto the platform. "Just don't jump too hard, most especially you Seren you're "thick"."

"Fuck off Petne or whatever your name is," Seren retorted at his teasing, "thick?" She wondered.

As the group began crossing, it became immediately clear that the platforms were anything but predictable.

Some shifted as soon as they were touched, others crumbled beneath their feet, and a few even moved on their own, floating toward the abyss before anyone could step on them.

Alera was the next to step forward, her Living Shadows stabilizing the platform beneath her as she moved. The faint whispers of the shadows seemed to guide her steps.

"Show-off," Pyris muttered under his breath, earning a smirk from Alera.

Lyra hesitated before taking her first step, her feet landing with a soft thud on the platform. It tilted sharply, and she let out a startled yelp, grabbing Pyris' arm for balance.

"Steady there, Alera," Pyris teased, steadying her. "Don't want to end up as void food, do you?"

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," she muttered, her face flushed.

The thick Seren followed, her war hammer slung over her shoulder. As her weight hit the platform, it sank slightly but didn't give way.

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"This is nothing," Seren said confidently, her tone almost daring the labyrinth to challenge her further.

"Hah, you're flexibility the thick and warhammered Vampire!"

"Hey, what's your problem with me being thick?"

"Nothing, it's amusing and..."

"Attractive?" Zara finished, they laughed.

Halfway across the first set of platforms, the ground beneath Alera began to glow faintly, intricate runes appearing and shifting into patterns that seemed almost alive.

"Runes," Pyris muttered. "Looks like they're waking up."

No sooner had he spoken than the platform began to shudder violently. The runes pulsed brighter, and with a deafening crack, the platform split into two smaller, jagged pieces.

"Move!" Pyris shouted.

Alera leaped to the next platform just as hers crumbled into the abyss, the fragments consumed by the swirling void below.

"That wasn't in the brochure," Pyris muttered with a chuckle, less bothered than others while scanning the remaining platforms. "Great, we've got landmines now." Nobody understood what he meant though.

"This labyrinth doesn't want us alive, does it?" Lyra asked, her voice tinged with unease.

"No," Seren replied, her tone flat. "And it's doing a great job of showing it."

"Aren't two overthinking so much?" Alera mused.

The next series of platforms were narrower, barely wide enough for a single person. The group moved cautiously, testing each step before fully committing.

As Seren stepped forward, the platform beneath her gave a loud creak, and without warning, a section of it broke off and fell.

"Shit!" she exclaimed, jumping to the next platform. Her war hammer slipped, nearly dragging her into the abyss, but she managed to regain her balance.

"Careful, thick one!" Pyris called.

"No kidding," Seren snapped, glaring at him.

Behind her, Lyra was eyeing the same platform nervously.

"You've got this," Pyris said, gesturing for her to follow.

"Easy for you to say," she muttered but stepped forward anyway.

Just as she reached the halfway point, a sharp whistling sound filled the air. A glowing spear shot out from the wall, aimed directly at her.

"Duck!" Pyris shouted.

Lyra dropped to her knees just as the spear whizzed past, grazing her shoulder and embedding itself in the next platform.

"What the hell was that?!" she shouted, clutching her arm.

"A sniper warning shot," Pyris replied grimly. "Keep moving!"

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The final stretch of platforms wasn't just narrow—they spun slowly, their edges sharp and glinting in the dim light.

"Spinning platforms?" Pyris said, his tone laced with disbelief. "What sadistic bastard designed this place?"

"Focus," Alera said, already calculating her path.

"You're assuming the leader position lovebug?" Alera smiled and didn't reply.

Pyris was the first to attempt the rotating platforms. He timed his step carefully, waiting for the platform to align before leaping to the next one.

"Piece of cake," he said, though his heart was racing.

Lyra followed, her movements less graceful but effective. She nearly lost her footing when the platform spun faster than expected, but Pyris reached out and steadied her.

"Thanks," she muttered, her face pale.

"Anytime," Pyris replied, though his focus was already on the next platform.

Seren's approach was less delicate. She swung her war hammer into the edge of a platform to stop its rotation, using the weapon as a makeshift anchor as she crossed.

"Not bad," Pyris said, nodding in approval.

"Shut up," Seren snapped, but there was a hint of satisfaction in her voice though.

As they neared the end of the fractured terrain, the platforms grew more erratic, tilting and shifting unpredictably.

"Last stretch," Pyris said, his voice steady despite the chaos around them.

Alera's Living Shadows surged forward, stabilizing the final platform as the group made their way across. Pyris was the last to step off, his heart pounding as the final platform crumbled into the abyss behind him.

"Well, that was fun," he said, dusting himself off.

"Fun isn't the word I'd use," Lyra replied, glaring at him.

Seren grunted in agreement, her war hammer resting on her shoulder.

Ahead of them, the corridor stretched into darkness once more, the ominous hum of the labyrinth growing louder.

"Onward, then?" Pyris asked, looking at the group.

"Do we have a choice?" Alera replied, her tone light but her eyes serious.

"Nope," Pyris said with a grin, stepping forward. "Let's see what this place throws at us next. Thinks are becoming more fun with Seren now." Pyris and others two girls had created a friendly atmosphere that they could tease eachother now.