Romance stood in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock. "This is not possible. No generic MC has ever escaped from us," she muttered, her voice trembling with a mix of confusion and frustration. Her ethereal beauty seemed to flicker, as if her confidence was the source of her radiance.
Harem, seething with anger, stepped forward and grabbed Alex by the collar. Her eyes blazed with fury, her grip tight and unyielding. "How can you resist us? We are every man's dream!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the silent hall.
Alex looked at her calmly, his expression unwavering. "There is a difference between me and them. I never had a female lead to begin with. You three were absent from my story from the very start. And as for how I escaped your mind control, I have only one answer: because I can."
With that, Alex turned and walked away from the wedding center. Ecchi, desperate and unwilling to let him go, ran after him and tried to grab his hand. But as she reached out, Alex turned back, his eyes glowing a dead-red, an aura of death surrounding his body. The air around him seemed to grow colder, and a palpable sense of dread filled the space.
"Don't ever try to befriend me again," Alex said coldly, his voice like ice. "Because it will not end well."
The three sisters trembled in fear, their confidence shattered. Romance's ethereal beauty seemed to dim, Harem's charm faltered, and Ecchi's playful demeanor vanished. Alex's words echoed in their minds, leaving them paralyzed with fear and uncertainty.
As Alex walked out of the wedding center, he found Plot Armor waiting for him, leaning casually against a tree. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the ground. Plot Armor's expression was a mix of curiosity and concern.
"Wasn't that a bit too much?" Plot Armor asked, raising an eyebrow.
Alex's face remained cold and impassive. "What is?"
Plot Armor sighed, shaking his head. "From the start, you knew they were Romance, Harem, and Ecchi. But you played along, acted as if you had fallen for their trap. You turned the tables, planting the seed of love in their hearts. They really started falling for you and started to think you as their Beloved. They were looking forward to their life with you, and you broke their hearts at the most vulnerable moment—on the day of the wedding. So that they can never recover and face you again."
Alex didn't reply, his expression unchanging. He simply walked past Plot Armor and headed home, his mind focused on the battles yet to come. The village was returned to normal, the only sound being the crunch of gravel under his feet. The weight of his actions hung heavy in the air, but Alex knew it was necessary. The three sisters were written of from his world.
As he approached his house, the familiar sight of his cozy home brought a fleeting sense of comfort. Leo, his loyal dog, greeted him at the door, sensing his master's turmoil. Alex knelt down, petting Leo and finding a moment of solace in the simple act.
Inside, the house was quiet, a stark contrast to the chaos of the day. Alex sat down, his mind racing with thoughts of the future.