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Lord of Perverted Ladies

Chapter 217: Authority · Oct 26, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: Permission (2) 2026-10-26
202 Chapter 202: Resolution 2026-10-26
203 Chapter 203: Begin 2026-10-26
204 Chapter 204: Stranger 2026-10-26
205 Chapter 205: Lena 2026-10-26
206 Chapter 206: Beneath 2026-10-26
207 Chapter 207: Something 2026-10-26
208 Chapter 208: Others 2026-10-26
209 Chapter 209: Faces 2026-10-26
210 Chapter 210: Micheal 2026-10-26
211 Chapter 211: Another choice 2026-10-26
212 Chapter 212: After 2026-10-26
213 Chapter 213: Eva 2026-10-26
214 Chapter 214: The last 2026-10-26
215 Chapter 215: The question 2026-10-26
216 Chapter 216: Right 2026-10-26
217 Chapter 217: Authority 2026-10-26
218 Chapter 218: Responsibility 2026-10-26
219 Chapter 219: The cost 2026-10-26
220 Chapter 220: Enough 2026-10-26
221 Chapter 221: The right choice 2026-10-26
222 Chapter 222: Forgiveness 2026-10-26
223 Chapter 223: Letting go 2026-10-26
224 Chapter 224: Presence 2026-10-26
225 Chapter 225: Unfinished business 2026-10-26
226 Chapter 226: Reconciliation 2026-10-26
227 Chapter 227: The open door 2026-10-26
228 Chapter 228: What remains 2026-10-26

WHO SHOULD HAVE ANSWERED FIRST?

Adrian stared at the question.

The paper lay between him and the figure wearing his face.

He had expected something.

An explanation.

A revelation.

Perhaps another memory that would rearrange everything he thought he understood.

Instead, he had a question written on a plain white sheet.

He was beginning to develop a personal dislike for questions.

The figure across the table folded its hands.

”Well?”

Adrian looked up.

”Well, what?”

”Answer.”

”Why?”

The figure frowned.

”Because you were asked.”

”That isn’t a reason.”

”It is the reason you’ve used your entire existence.”

Adrian leaned back in his chair.

”That’s not true.”

”You answered the first question.”

”Because I wanted to exist.”

”You answered before you understood what existence meant.”

”Yes.”

”You chose without knowing the consequences.”

”Yes.”

”You changed everything.”

Adrian nodded.

”Probably.”

The figure stared at him.

”You’re not going to defend yourself?”

”Against what?”

”Your choice.”

Adrian looked at the paper again.

Then he pushed it across the table.

”I don’t know who should have answered first.”

The figure went completely still.

Adrian continued.

”I don’t know whether you should have answered. I don’t know whether Eira should have answered. I don’t even know whether there needed to be an answer.”

He looked directly at the figure.

”But I know that I answered.”

The figure’s expression hardened.

”That isn’t enough.”

”Maybe.”

”You cannot simply accept the consequences and pretend that makes your choice legitimate.”

”I’m not pretending anything.”

Adrian leaned forward.

”I’m telling you that I can’t change the fact that I chose. I can only decide what I do now.”

The figure stood.

The room shook.

”You still don’t understand.”

”Then explain it.”

”You were not the first answer.”

Adrian stopped.

The figure pointed at him.

”You were the first answer that refused to remain an answer.”

Adrian frowned.

”What does that mean?”

”It means the first answer was supposed to be final.”

The figure walked around the table.

”Someone asked whether existence should happen. An answer was given. The question should have ended there.”

”But it didn’t.”

”No.”

”Because I answered the next question.”

”Yes.”

Adrian thought about it.

”Who wants to exist?”

The figure nodded.

”You turned an answer into another question.”

Adrian looked at him.

”And that’s why you’re angry?”

”I’m not angry.”

”You’re doing a terrible job of looking neutral.”

The figure ignored him.

”You created a sequence. Question, answer, consequence, another question. You made it possible for existence to continue without a final authority deciding what came next.”

Adrian was quiet.

For the first time, he understood why the figure had called him a mistake.

He hadn’t merely chosen to exist.

He had refused to let the answer end the conversation.

And every person who came after him had inherited that possibility.

They could ask.

They could answer.

They could disagree.

They could change their minds.

They could choose something nobody had anticipated.

The figure looked at him.

”You made existence unpredictable.”

Adrian smiled faintly.

”That sounds like a good thing.”

”To you.”

The figure raised its hand.

The room disappeared.

Adrian found himself standing in a world of white stone.

There were no buildings.

No trees.

No sky.

Only a vast plain stretching into the distance.

Thousands of people stood in rows.

They were motionless.

Their faces were blank.

Every one of them looked toward a distant platform.

On that platform stood a younger version of Adrian.

He recognized himself.

Before his name.

Before his body.

Before he had learned what it meant to be a person.

A voice spoke.

”Observe.”

The younger Adrian looked at the crowd.

A question appeared above them.

WHO SHOULD EXIST?

The crowd remained silent.

The younger Adrian looked around.

Nobody moved.

Nobody spoke.

Then a figure stepped onto the platform.

It was Eira.

She looked younger, too.

Not a child.

Just unfinished.

She stared at the question.

Then she answered.

”Everyone.”

The crowd moved.

For one brief moment, every face became distinct.

People smiled.

Someone cried.

A child ran forward.

A woman embraced a stranger.

The world seemed to breathe.

Then another question appeared.

WHO DECIDES HOW THEY SHOULD EXIST?

Eira stared at it.

She didn’t answer.

The crowd froze again.

Adrian watched the younger version of himself.

He stepped forward.

”I do.”

The words echoed across the plain.

The crowd began moving again.

But something was different.

Every person looked toward Adrian.

They waited.

For instructions.

For permission.

For their next answer.

The younger Adrian stared at them.

He looked horrified.

The memory shifted.

Now the younger Adrian stood alone on the platform.

The crowd had disappeared.

Eira was beside him.

”You shouldn’t have answered that,” she said.

The younger Adrian looked at her.

”Then who should?”

Eira had no answer.

The memory faded.

Adrian returned to the white room.

The figure stood beside him.

”Do you understand now?”

Adrian shook his head.

”Not entirely.”

The figure looked frustrated.

”Of course you don’t.”

”You keep showing me memories and expecting me to understand things you refuse to explain.”

The figure fell silent.

Adrian continued.

”That world. The people. What happened to them?”

”They became dependent on the answer.”

”Mine?”

”Yes.”

Adrian looked down.

”So I made the same mistake you’re accusing me of making now.”

”You assumed that because you could answer, you should.”

Adrian considered that.

He couldn’t deny it.

In the memory, he had seen people who couldn’t move without an answer.

He had given them one.

He had wanted to help.

But he had also made himself the center of their existence.

”Did I destroy that world?”

”No.”

The figure paused.

”You abandoned it.”

Adrian looked up.

”What?”

”You realized what your answer had done. You left before the people could turn you into their final authority.”

Adrian stared at him.

”Then what happened to them?”

”They began choosing again.”

”Without me?”

”Yes.”

Adrian exhaled.

”Good.”

The figure frowned.

”You’re not upset?”

”I was wrong.”

Adrian shrugged.

”That doesn’t mean I need to spend eternity punishing myself for it.”

He paused.

”And if they learned to choose without me, then leaving was probably the right thing to do.”

The figure looked away.

For the first time, it seemed uncertain.

Adrian noticed.

”You’re not telling me everything.”

”No.”

”Why?”

”Because some things are not yours to know.”

Adrian laughed.

”That’s convenient.”

The figure’s expression hardened.

”You believe every question deserves an answer.”

”No.”

Adrian shook his head.

”I believe people should be allowed to ask.”

Silence.

”And there’s a difference.”

The figure stared at him.

Adrian continued.

”You can refuse to answer me. You can tell me you don’t know. You can tell me it’s none of my business.”

He gestured toward the empty room.

”But you can’t pretend that my question shouldn’t exist simply because you don’t like it.”

The walls trembled.

The figure took a step back.

Adrian looked at him carefully.

”That’s what you’re afraid of, isn’t it?”

The figure said nothing.

”You’re afraid that if people can question the first answer, they’ll question every answer.”

Still nothing.

”That they’ll question you.”

The figure’s face changed.

For a moment, Adrian saw something beneath its anger.

Loneliness.

Not the loneliness of someone who had been abandoned.

The loneliness of someone who had never been allowed to be wrong.

Adrian lowered his voice.

”Who are you?”

The figure looked at him.

”I told you.”

”You told me what you did.”

Adrian stepped closer.

”You haven’t told me who you are.”

The figure looked toward the paper on the table.

Then it answered.

”I am the one who was supposed to answer first.”

Adrian waited.

”My name was never given.”

”Then choose one.”

The figure looked startled.

”What?”

”You don’t have a name. Choose one.”

”I don’t need a name.”

”Maybe.”

Adrian smiled.

”But you seem very interested in deciding what everyone else is allowed to be. Perhaps you should try deciding something for yourself.”

The figure stared at him.

For several seconds, nothing happened.

Then it looked down at its hands.

”I was supposed to be the final answer.”

Adrian nodded.

”I understand.”

”I was supposed to make everything certain.”

”I understand.”

”If I choose a name, then I become something else.”

”Yes.”

”And if I become something else, then I was wrong.”

Adrian shook his head.

”No. You were something. Then you changed.”

The figure looked at him.

Adrian smiled faintly.

”That happens.”

The room became quiet.

The figure looked at the paper.

Then, slowly, it pushed the paper away.

”I don’t know what to call myself.”

Adrian nodded.

”That’s a start.”

The figure almost smiled.

Almost.

Then the white room began to disappear.

The table faded.

The chairs vanished.

The floor dissolved beneath their feet.

Adrian grabbed the figure’s arm.

”Wait!”

The figure looked at him.

”What?”

”Why did you bring me here?”

The figure hesitated.

Then it answered honestly.

”Because I wanted to know whether you would blame me.”

Adrian stared.

”For what?”

”For making you believe that you had to answer.”

The world disappeared.

Adrian found himself standing on the hill again.

Eva was there.

So was Eira.

Both looked relieved.

Lena stood a little farther away, holding her son’s hand.

Adrian blinked.

”How long was I gone?”

Eva shook her head.

”We don’t know.”

Eira looked at him.

”Did you answer?”

Adrian thought about it.

”No.”

Eira’s expression changed.

”What?”

”I answered some questions.”

He looked at the sky.

”But not the one they wanted me to answer.”

Eva slowly smiled.

”What did you do?”

Adrian shrugged.

”I asked one of my own.”

Eira looked toward the dark sky.

For a moment, she seemed to be listening.

Then she nodded.

”Something has changed.”

Adrian looked at her.

”What?”

”The question has disappeared.”

He looked up.

The sky was clear.

No cracks.

No circles.

No impossible presence.

Just stars.

Then a small light appeared above the horizon.

One star moved.

It drifted across the sky, slowly and steadily, until it stopped directly above them.

Adrian watched it.

”Is that another question?”

Eira shook her head.

”No.”

”What is it?”

She smiled faintly.

”An answer.”

The star brightened.

Then it fell.

Not toward the city.

Not toward the earth.

It fell into the darkness beyond the horizon.

And somewhere far away, a person Adrian had never met made a choice.

A simple one.

A private one.

A choice that had nothing to do with Adrian.

For the first time since the beginning, he didn’t feel the need to know what it was.

He turned toward Lena.

”Shall we go home?”

She smiled.

”Yes.”

Noah appeared at the foot of the hill, waving impatiently.

”Are you coming or not?”

Adrian laughed.

”Coming!”

He started walking.

Then stopped.

Behind him, Eva was still watching the sky.

”Eva?”

She turned.

”What?”

”Are you coming?”

She looked surprised.

Then smiled.

”In a minute.”

Adrian nodded.

”Okay.”

He didn’t ask what she was waiting for.

He didn’t ask what the star meant.

He didn’t ask whether the universe was finally finished asking him questions.

He simply continued down the hill.

For once, the future could wait.

And for once, Adrian was perfectly happy to let it.

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