In an office at the GDA facilities, two men were sitting across from each other, with clear tension between them. On one side, Cecil Stedman had a serious expression on his face as he sweated, trying to understand why a Viltrumite was standing behind Allen as if she were his bodyguard.
"Let me see if I understand, you want an identity for her?"
Cecil, still a man who had lived through countless situations, couldn't imagine how common sense could be so warped to have Anissa in front of him.
"That's right, Stefano sorry I meant Stedman haha"
Allen, with his relaxed attitude, a lazy smile, and his boots on the table, responded to Cecil as if everything were normal and something that was meant to happen.
Cecil trembled, trying not to flip the table. Allen had an uncanny ability to anger people when he wanted to.
"Walker, are you aware that she's an elite Viltrumite, she threatened the planet, and she's a representative of a hostile empire?"
"Oh come on, nobody's perfect. Who hasn't been a millenary conqueror in their spare time?"
Cecil knew Allen was just joking, but his mocking and cheeky tone, implying he was enjoying this situation, made it very difficult for the GDA director to keep himself from exploding.
Allen lowered his boots and looked at Cecil seriously. "Besides, that's all in the past. She's corrected her path..."
Cecil was surprised by the change in Allen's attitude, but hearing his words made him explode again. He stood up and slammed his hand on the table. "That happened yesterday!"
"Watch your words, human!"
Anissa growled with murderous intent, but Allen interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and she fell silent obediently.
One of Cecil's eyebrows twitched with a mix of disbelief and annoyance. This was an absurd situation. Cecil sat back down, defeated.
"Fine, I'll prepare the paperwork..."
Allen smiled and thanked him. "Thank you so much, Ceci-"
"Should I also give her a marriage certificate?"
"Marriage?"
Anissa raised an eyebrow, very interested. She had vague memories of something like that, but she had left it behind long ago. Not only due to the reduction in her population but because they didn't need a piece of paper to know who their partner was. However, the strange words "marriage certificate" echoed in the Viltrumite woman's mind.
"I-"
"It's not necessary, Cecil!" Allen interrupted him, with a look that said, "If you keep going, I'll kill you."
"Oh, I just thought that since you accepted her as one of your many women, maybe you should give her official status."
Cecil's words lit up Anissa's eyes with a strange gleam, and Allen grew nervous. At this rate, something very bad was going to happen if Anissa was further stimulated.
"Haha, what are you saying, Cecil? She just wants to get to know this world..."
"Haha, Walker, don't lie. You bring a beautiful lady here, make her abandon her empire, and you don't think you should take responsibility!"
Allen froze, while Anissa's gaze grew so intense it could penetrate steel. She didn't say anything, but her eyes, full of shine and expectation, said everything.
Allen smiled falsely. "Wow, you're so considerate, a man of your word, and a very reliable client..."
Cecil's smile froze. At this moment, Allen looked terrifying in his eyes.
"I'm sure you will also be generous and considerate when you have to deposit MY REWARD for basically saving the world..."
"Walker?"
"I'm sure Director Stedman, with his vast resources, can pay me... even if the GDA runs out of funds for the next five years, right?"
Cecil turned pale and stared at Allen in silence. Allen returned his gaze. This continued until Cecil took a step back.
"I think we should calm down. Things were said that shouldn't have been said... Walker, I'll personally prepare the documents for Anissa. I won't pursue her actions, but I hope she doesn't intend to conquer the world again."
"Don't worry, Cecil. I'll take responsibility for stopping her if she tries something like that again..."
Cecil stood up and walked toward a bar. The man didn't even drink alcohol, but unfortunately, he had met Allen.
"I hope so, Walker..."
...
Allen left the GDA, with Anissa following him in silence.
Gwen – Ok... can we ask what happened?!
Gwen's agitation was justified. Yesterday, Allen had ended the transmission after "defeating" Anissa. However, today she appeared by his side as if nothing had happened, following him everywhere.
Allen didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the Viltrumite, who was wearing her white suit. She noticed his gaze and stopped wearing a stoic face, replacing it with a provocative and sensual smile as if she owned Allen.
[I.M] "The truth is, I'm not sure..."
Felicia – Oh, you're joking?~
MJ – How is that even possible?
[I.M] "No, it's not a joke..."
Akeno – Ufufu, I'm sure this is going to be a very fun story~
Allen smiled ironically...
(Flashback)
It all began yesterday when Allen had finished dealing with Anissa and returned home. He had made Anissa promise she wouldn't attack the world, and she accepted it as if it were an order, which made Allen suspicious that he had just provoked the fastest desertion of a Viltrumite in history. Although he wanted to ask Anissa about it, he stayed quiet and went back to his apartment with Eve, Amanda, and Kate, who had come to help, but it took longer since she couldn't fly.
As a side note, Allen had thought that flying was one of the most useful things and would be helpful for many girls, so he decided to add that feature to the pendants, although it would take a few days to modify all of them.
After that, life returned to normal. Amanda took a bath to relieve her fatigue, and she invited Allen to join her, which left Kate speechless. Kate still didn't know that Amanda had finally become Allen's girlfriend.
Amanda didn't miss the opportunity to tease Kate. Kate herself looked at Allen intently. No matter how much she considered it, Allen was not an ordinary man. He stood out wherever he was. She liked him both physically and emotionally, that's true, but somewhere inside, she feared she wouldn't be able to accept her lover's harem. What people didn't know about Kate was that, despite seeming like an extroverted and free-spirited girl, she expected to find a good man to have a family with in the future.
Allen is an ideal man... but nothing is perfect. There are so many beautiful women around him, a man destined to be everywhere. One who would eventually move on to his next adventure. Of course, unlike many other travelers like him, Allen had the advantage of never being completely separated from his women and friends; they could always see him and what he was doing, and he could talk to them in real-time. This made it so that his connection with those he left behind in another world never truly broke. Additionally, with the connections between his different homes, the girls could always visit him. Still, there must be times when they feel lonely since Allen is not with them all the time, and that is a reality.
Kate was aware of all this. Still, her gaze upon seeing Eve and Amanda was filled with jealousy, as she knew that despite all these disadvantages, they seemed insignificant compared to everything else, including how happy they were by his side.
Truly, an aphrodisiac, a drug, and a poison-made man. Kate shook her head and smiled before joining Eve and Allen in the kitchen as they prepared dinner.
...
Later, the dolls returned, and only 2B, Rebecca, and Wednesday appeared in front of the guests. For them, as long as a girl or woman wasn't their master's partner, they didn't consider her worthy of being introduced. Kate smiled awkwardly, knowing she was now the only "guest" in this apartment. No matter how intimate her relationship with Allen was, she was not his woman like Eve and Amanda.
"Girls, how did it go?" Allen asked 2B, who was putting the dishes on the table. She straightened up and looked at Allen with a calm and formal aura. Allen didn't like this and pulled her onto his lap.
"M-master?!"
The girl was caught off guard, but Allen scolded her.
"I told you that you're free to wear the maid outfit, but before that, you're my 2B, so stop with all the formality..."
2B blushed but smiled and rested her head against her master's chest.
"Yes... both Viltrumites are dead..."
Eve, Amanda, and Kate stopped eating, shocked. Allen had already told them why he had taken so long to return, but when they realized both Omni-Man and Invincible were Viltrumites, and that Anissa was too, it became clear that each Viltrumite was a weapon of mass destruction on its own. So, facing and defeating three at once seemed absurd. Of course, Allen was capable, and it was strange that they accepted this fact without question, but the fact that the girls Allen calls his dolls were so strong left them speechless.
Artoria – The man named Lucan didn't give up until the end; truly a worthy opponent.
Albedo – The b... old woman could have escaped if she had wanted to because we were distracted by the death of the other Viltrumite. After all, the knight goddess, king, or whatever she is, was very eye-catching when she finished him off...
Esdeath – That woman was unpleasant, but I have to give her credit for not running away until the end.
Makima – Allen, these Viltrumites were strong...
Allen was not surprised by Makima's words. When she said they were strong, she wasn't just referring to their physical strength. Their skills, adaptability to unfavorable situations, their will, courage, endurance, and ability to fight even with organs spilling out and missing limbs – they were very strong.
"I know..."
Allen smiled faintly. He already knew. The moment he unleashed his power, 99% of his enemies would have run away. Even great warriors would have cowered in despair. Just his Ki, which without his core of the destruction power wasn't that impressive by Dragon Ball standards, was terrifying enough in most other worlds. And that didn't even account for other powers just as great or greater.
(A/N: Probably many of you are curious about how many units Allen has without the core... well... it's a secret ;3)
Back to the topic, ever since Allen arrived in this world, he noticed his opponents didn't do that – they didn't run away. Even if they were terrified by his power, when they realized they couldn't win, they stayed until the end.
Allen didn't regret the death of the three Viltrumites. They were unpleasant people, to put it mildly. Calling them bastards wasn't wrong, and yet they showed that, despite being secondary characters with unpleasant personalities, they were worthy of a drink in their honor. (This was symbolic because Allen is forbidden from alcohol, we know what happens when he touches it.)
Wednesday approached Allen from behind and whispered, "Master, what are we going to do with her?"
Allen smiled ironically, as in the high night sky, Anissa was observing his apartment silently. Her serene face clearly showed she had no intention of leaving.
Viltrumites still have the same needs as humans: eating, sleeping, breathing, etc. However, they can suppress these needs and survive for a long time. If not, they wouldn't be able to travel through space without ships most of the time.
Allen gave a half-smile as he surrendered. He knew Anissa wasn't leaving. He had replaced Mark as her object of obsession. In fact, Anissa's obsession with Allen was many times greater than it ever was with Mark, who, in the canon, she left alone for a while before returning to look for him.
...
Anissa looked at Allen's apartment while standing in silence with her arms crossed, yet appearing lonely. Her desire had not been fulfilled, as, like Allen had said, he wasn't a Viltrumite. Even surrounded by women, he never took them by force, and she, having lived for millennia in such a society, didn't know another way to conquer a man.
"Don't you feel cold?"
Anissa opened her eyes and turned around to see Allen not far away, smiling at her.
"You... no, I didn't mean to bother..."
"Anissa, are you planning on staying here?"
"Well, I have nowhere else to go... if I were to take a house by force, would you be bothered?" Anissa smiled softly, feeling happy that Allen had come to see her.
Viltrumites aren't savages. Even though it seems like they're always in space or conquering some world, they are perfectly capable of living in peaceful societies.
"..."
Allen observed Anissa. He knew perfectly well that she could stay here for weeks without being affected. However, he could be a bastard with his enemies, but with a woman who was clearly interested in him and wasn't just seeking his attention, he couldn't help but soften.
Allen smiled mockingly, "Well, you win, space girl... you'll live with me."
Anissa's eyes lit up, and she jumped onto Allen, though he dodged.
"Why?!" Anissa sounded frustrated, like a child about to eat her favorite ice cream, only for it to fall on the ground.
Allen grabbed her by the waist and held her chin, "I only offered you a place to live. If you want to get into my bed, you'll have to try harder, Anissa."
Anissa, a woman with millennia of experience, was so embarrassed that she felt her body weaken. Allen was different. There was no Viltrumite who acted this way. There was no Viltrumite so charming and provocative. His face, his smile, his scent, mixed with his natural aura, personality, and overwhelming power – Anissa started breathing heavily. However, Allen wouldn't make it easy for her, so he let go, and she floated backward with difficulty due to her numb body.
"Anissa, if you want to chase me, go ahead. I won't tell you that you don't have a chance. After all, I'm a man with a big heart," the bold declaration, which would anger many women, hit Anissa like an electric shock, then drew her in like a magnet.
"Yes ❤️~"
...
Back in the present, Allen finished narrating to his chat what had happened, and everyone agreed it was Allen's fault and that he deserved it for being a hopeless womanizer.
Allen didn't deny it and shrugged, accepting reality. However, there was one detail to improve. He turned to look at Anissa.
"Girl, if you want to follow me, that's fine, but you'll have to get used to life on Earth. First things first... take off those clothes."
"..." Anissa remained silent before starting to take off her clothes.
"Wait, not here!" Allen stopped her immediately.
"Oh, I thought you wanted to procreate~," the woman responded, pretending to be ignorant of common sense, but Allen knew that a woman with a thousand years under her belt was many things, but ignorant she was not.
"..."
Allen felt that dealing with Anissa would be much harder than he thought.
...
Meanwhile, with a bandaged cheek, Mark lay on his bed. The defeat didn't bother him, but there was a certain frustration at not being able to face his enemies. Now, he even felt embarrassed calling himself [INVINCIBLE].
"Should I change my name? Just temporarily until I get stronger..."
"Mark Grayson, I need your help!"
A humanoid dog in a cape similar to Doctor Strange's entered through the window.
"Huh? Seance Dog?!"
Mark recognized this dog, as he had a poster of him in his room as his favorite comic character.
"Yes, your help is needed!"
Without hesitation, Invincible started punching him.
"Ah! Wait, I'm not your enemy!"
"Shut up, I'm tired of everyone thinking I'm stupid. I won't fall for that again!"
"AHHH!!"
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