The Hero's Harem is Trying to Kill Him - Chapter 99 - 100: The Mirror War

Chapter 99: Chapter 100: The Mirror War

Recap

The Queen’s banquet descended into blood and treachery, blades flashing beneath chandeliers, alliances crumbling under jeweled smiles. Yet just as Kai and his wives rallied, the world itself cracked. A ripple passed through the hall, like glass groaning under pressure, and every reflection—on wine goblets, on polished marble floors, on steel blades—began to move on its own. Shadows leaned forward, smirking with familiar faces, and the Mirror Realm tore open around them.

Now, under a sky of fractured crystal and endless echoing reflections, the true war begins.

Section 1 – The Shattering

The sound began as a faint tremor, a low vibration that hummed through the chandeliers above and the polished marble beneath. At first it might have been mistaken for thunder, but there was no storm outside—only the Mistress’s false banquet hall, glittering with excess and poisoned beauty.

Then came the crack. A sharp, piercing note like the first hairline fracture on frozen glass. One… then a hundred. Then a thousand.

The chandeliers burst apart all at once, their crystals splintering into frozen midair. Goblets of wine cracked down the middle, spraying crimson liquid that floated, suspended, as though gravity itself had forgotten its role. The floor beneath Kai’s boots split into veins of silver light that raced across the banquet hall faster than he could track.

“Kai—!” Lyra’s warning was drowned out by the sound of collapse.

The world gave way.

The walls fell back into infinite darkness, the ceiling crumbled into shards, and the very table that had been laid out with impossible delicacies exploded into slivers of silvered glass. Yet instead of falling into nothingness, the shards hovered, suspended like fragments of a shattered mirror floating in an endless void.

Kai stumbled, finding himself standing on one such shard—a jagged platform of black obsidian-like glass, its surface polished enough that his own reflection stared back up at him with unnerving clarity. He looked around, heart hammering, and saw his wives scattered across nearby shards, each balanced on their own fractured islands.

Around them stretched infinity. A sky of broken glass, a floor of swirling abyss, an entire realm made of reflections. Some shards hung close enough to leap across. Others drifted far into the dark, reflecting faint, warped images of scenes Kai couldn’t bear to look at.

On one shard, he saw himself as a boy—small, powerless, tears streaking down his cheeks as he clutched at an empty hand. On another, he saw himself crowned, seated on a throne of corpses, his wives nowhere in sight. Another shard spun slowly, revealing him sprawled lifeless, blood pooling beneath him, as his wives wept over his body.

Each reflection carried weight. Each vision was a blade pressing against the edge of his soul.

Lyra gripped her sword tighter, her knuckles pale against the hilt. “This… isn’t just illusion,” she whispered. Her eyes darted across the shards, narrowing at the shifting images. “This is something else. Something alive.”

Astra tilted her head back, laughing without mirth. “The Mistress couldn’t just let us fight her toys, could she? No… she had to rip open the one battlefield we can’t escape from.” Her eyes flicked toward Kai, her smirk thin. “Our own damn selves.”

Then the reflections began to move.

On every shard where Kai or one of his wives appeared, the reflections leaned forward. They pressed their hands against the glass, testing it, their mouths stretching into crueler, hungrier versions of the smiles they knew so well. And then—without warning—the mirrors shattered outward, spilling the reflections onto the floating battlefield.

Lyra gasped. Velis swore under her breath. Astra’s smirk sharpened.

They weren’t alone in the Mirror Realm.

Section 2 – First Confrontations

Velis snarled as her reflection landed opposite her, cloak snapping in unseen wind. But this Velis was drenched in blood, her scythe dripping black ichor. “You think you’re loyal, little hound?” the reflection taunted. “But you’ll betray him—just like you betrayed everyone else. It’s all you know.”

Velis growled, but Kai could see her grip falter for just a second. The reflection’s words cut deeper than its blade.

Astra’s mirror-self approached with sultry grace, but her beauty was sharpened, venomous. “Why stay by his side?” the dark Astra purred at her counterpart. “You only hunger for power. Take him, break him, devour him—like you were always meant to.”

Lyra’s reflection smiled the cruelest. She stood across from her counterpart like a shadow given flesh, eyes hollow but burning. “You’ll never be enough for him,” the false Lyra whispered. “You’ll cling, you’ll protect, you’ll die—and he’ll forget you, just like all the others.”

And then Kai’s own reflection stepped forward. Its movements were perfect mirrors, but its smile was not his. It was sharper, hungrier, its eyes gleaming with something he tried never to acknowledge: ambition.

“You don’t fight for them,” the false Kai said softly, voice dripping with venom. “You fight because you want control. Because deep down, you don’t trust anyone else to carry your burden. You want to rule them, Kai. Admit it.”

Kai’s heart pounded. Because for a fleeting, terrifying second, the reflection was right.

Section 3 – Emotional Edge

Steel rang as Velis and her mirror clashed, scythe against scythe, sparks flying across fractured air. But the blows weren’t what hurt her most. Every taunt from her reflection twisted memories in her head—faces of comrades she had lost, promises she had broken.

Astra danced with her reflection in a duel of charm and daggers, but every mocking laugh from her dark twin reminded her of every betrayal she had ever committed. Every kiss laced with poison. Every lie whispered in the dark.

Lyra’s fight was rawest of all. She screamed as she struck at her reflection, blade flashing, tears blinding her vision. Every word—he will forget you, he will outgrow you, you will never be his equal—struck harder than the clash of steel.

Kai struggled most of all. His reflection matched his every move, sword for sword, step for step. It was like fighting himself—except this version never hesitated, never doubted, never faltered. Worse, every strike came with words that drilled deeper.

“They don’t need you, Kai. They’ll turn on you. They already have. And when they do… won’t it be easier to control them? To force their loyalty? To make them yours forever?”

Kai roared, striking harder, desperate to silence it. But doubt clung to him like chains.

Section 4 – Clash of Ideals

The battlefield lit with shards of energy as reflections and reality collided. Blades shattered, blood sprayed—but every wound healed in the Mirror Realm, only to be inflicted again. It wasn’t a fight to kill. It was a fight to break.

“Kai!” Lyra’s voice cut through the chaos. She stumbled, her blade knocked aside by her reflection. For an instant, the dark Lyra raised her sword high.

Kai moved before he thought. His blade intercepted hers, sparks exploding as steel screamed against steel. His reflection mirrored him at the same moment, laughing.

“You can’t save them all,” it hissed. “Every time you try, you fail.”

Kai’s breath came ragged. His wives were faltering. The reflections didn’t just fight—they tore open wounds in their hearts. And for every scar they revealed, their strength grew.

The realization hit him: this wasn’t a battle of blades. It was a battle of will.

“We don’t fight them alone!” Kai shouted. His voice boomed across the shards, echoing in a thousand mirrors. “They’re lies given shape. They’re our fears. And the only way we win… is together!”

Section 5 – Cliffhanger

For a moment, his words seemed to ignite his wives. Velis roared, striking harder, her reflection stumbling back. Astra smirked with renewed fire, flipping her dagger with dangerous confidence. Lyra steadied, her tears burning away into fury.

But just as hope flickered—every reflection began to laugh. The sound was wrong, layered, echoing, too many voices in one.

The shards began to pull together. The false Velis, Astra, Lyra, and Kai merged into one towering figure—a dark silhouette with all their faces shifting across its surface, eyes glowing like fractured stars.

The Mirror Sovereign had awakened.

Kai raised his blade, his wives rallying beside him, but the Sovereign’s first step cracked every shard beneath their feet.

The real war had only begun.

Next Chapter Preview – “The Sovereign of Shards”

The Mirror Sovereign towers above Kai and his wives, a fusion of their darkest selves made flesh. Every strike it delivers carries not only power but the weight of their own fears. The battlefield twists into an endless hall of glass, where every move they make is reflected, doubled, and punished.

Kai must rally his wives to fight not as individuals but as one unbreakable bond. Yet with every moment, the Sovereign whispers truths they don’t want to hear. If one of them breaks, the Sovereign will claim them all.

And in the heart of the storm, Kai begins to realize: defeating the Sovereign might not just save them—it might decide whether they can truly stay together at all.

Call to Action

The Mirror War has only just begun—and now, the Mirror Sovereign itself has risen! Can Kai and his wives shatter the embodiment of their darkest fears, or will the Sovereign turn their hearts against each other?

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