My Wives Are Too Overpowered

"But... Alexander, you need to understand something," the dean turned serious for a bit.

"You don't have any knowledge of neurosurgery yet and neither do you possess the experience or expertise. If by any chance some mishap were to occur, not only would you be jailed for such an attempt, the college would suffer in this too."

Alex nodded his head. "I am aware of this, sir. Just because of this, I took measures beforehand."

"Oh?" The dean's interest piqued. "Go on, I am invested."

Alex smiled. "I don't need to explain it. You'll find the news soon."

Saying so, Alex got up. "I'll take my leave now. If you find the news, do give me a call."

The dean laughed. "Look at this young man being so mysterious and arrogant."

Alex waved his hand while walking away. "You'll understand the arrogance in a while, sir. See you soon."

*

Somewhere far away...

In a room adorned with shades of mystical purple, a lady fortune teller awaited, her smooth hands poised over a crystal ball.

The air was laced with a faint scent of lavender, adding an ethereal touch to the atmosphere.

Around her, an eclectic mix of individuals, their eyes filled with seriousness, sat in plush velvet chairs. Cloaked in shades of black and gray, they were eagerly seeking glimpses into the veiled tapestry of tomorrow.

"It's not looking good." The lady fortune-teller said.

A lady with only half her face visible, and a small mole at the corner of her lips, said, "We know. That's why we're here."

Another person, this time a man, sitting beside the lady with a mole, said, "how did Isabella survive? We had made sure to do everything to damage her body inside out--"

"Ssshhh." The lady fortune teller asked the man to be quiet. "Don't say words you're not supposed to. Even the walls have ears."

"Just listen to me for the next ten minutes and do not utter a single word."

The room turned silent as the fortune teller did some divination over her crystal ball.

She opened her eyes and a faint figure was starting to be visible on the ball.

*

High up in the Heavens, in a realm of awe-inspiring beauty lay a grand hall.

Above the grand hall was no roof, instead, the ceiling transformed into a mesmerizing tableau of the starry sky, its celestial wonders painted across the expanse, casting a magical glow upon the room.

Ancient engravings adorned the walls, intricate and weathered, telling tales of the intertwined realms of astrology, fate, and destiny.

Two rows of seats lay in stately formation, lining the side walls with precision. Their ornate designs beckoned guests to sit, observe, and partake in the splendor that unfolded within the hall.

At one end, a grand throne awaited, a symbol of authority and grace, its craftsmanship a testament to the opulence of the space.

Yet, it was the platform in the middle of the room that held a particular intrigue.

It rose gracefully, resembling an observatory, inviting all who entered to step upon it and gaze into the mysteries of the universe.

The hall, a convergence of the cosmic and the mortal, evoked a sense of wonder and reverence, its grandeur woven into the memories of those fortunate enough to witness its ethereal splendor.

In this very elegant and majestic room...

"BITCH! HOW DARE SHE!"

A purple-haired lady, looking down at the ground, yelled.

"Calm down, big sis." Two ladies held the purple-haired lady and said.

"She dared to use ME to see MY husband!?" The purple-haired lady cursed.

"Sis, you're thinking too much, let it go and let her do her divination, otherwise it'll be a big problem." A cyan-haired lady at the side argued and tried to be rational.

"What problems!? What could possibly be a problem when it comes to husband!?" The purple-haired lady argued back.

The two ladies let go of the purple-haired lady.

The cyan-haired one said, clearing her throat, "well, for starters... if you tried to break the vow husband asked of us, it's gonna be Scarlet sis who's gonna give you a whooping, then it'll be followed by husband. Do you want such a thing?"

"Yes-- No, I-I-I mean, wait..." the purple-haired lady fumbled.

The cyan-haired one shook her head, and the other lady, a sexy white-haired one, shook her head with a smile too.

These two ladies were internally glad their big sister was a closeted masochist, but they were also worried because she wasn't afraid to get punishment from their husband.

"You don't need to explain to us, big sis, we get it." The white-haired lady said in a calm tone.

"Wait, you're getting it wrong--" The purple-haired lady tried to explain herself, but was soon interrupted by a melodious voice.

"Fate-chwaaaan~" A woman in a tight leather outfit appeared before the eyes of the three ladies.

Fate sighed, looking at her older sister arrive in the room.

"I didn't even break the vow yet, and you appeared, Scarlett sis." Fate said.

"Yet." Scarlett pointed out and laughed.

She wrapped her arms around Fate and pulling her cheek, said, "my cute little sister, I don't want to see you break the vow we made to our beloved husband. I don't like being the enforcer, but Mel-chwan is down there and I have to do her things instead."

"You know I don't like being violent or bother you guys, right? I just wanna meditate in peace and stay away from all worldly affairs, other than of course, being with husband and doing--"

"Stop, Scarlett sis. We don't wanna know." Fate interrupted, knowing full well what her older sister was going to say.

Scarlett chuckled.

She then went to the other two ladies and hugging them both tightly via their shoulders, said, "Nix-chan, Athena-chan, my cuties, I am glad you two stopped my little cupcake from interrupting the divination."

Athena sighed. "Big sis, we are older than the universes itself, you should stop addressing us with such names."

"Aww. Someone doesn't like affection?" Scarlett pulled Athena's cheek.

"Here, have some more affection then!" She hugged Athena tighter.

"Wai-- I didn't mean this!" Athena blushed in embarrassment.

Nix chuckled from the sides and said, changing the topic, "by the way, Fate sis, what's the situation down there?"

Fate sighed. "What else? I let them see it was husband who did those weird things."

"And?" Nix asked, curious.

Fate knitted her brows. "And what? They are now plotting how to assassinate husband."

Nix chuckled again. "Good, good. Let me go and help them make better plans, otherwise they'll never be able to even touch husband's hair."

Saying so, Nix vanished from her spot.

"HEY--"

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"