You wake up with heavy eyes, a numb head and aching body, not quite understanding what's going on. At that moment, when reality was still forming in his mind, a group of four girls appeared, and they began to argue. Tishanim says hugging you tight: I found him first, back off! Zenunim: give me back my slave! Agrat: You guys are so impolite, he's mine! Naamah: He prefers muscular girls like me! Lilith on the throne having fun with the situation.