The End of Harem Hotel

Six men in business suits were in a conference room. Each man had a shadow casted over their face, so that none of it could be seen. One man was looking out the window, another was pacing around. The other four were sitting at the table.

"This is bad, this is bad. He could be here any minute," said the pacing man.

"Calm down C. That man is a mere mortal, he doesn't stand a chance against even one of us, none the less all of us," said one of the men at the table.

"B, have you even been paying attention? Not only had he killed every host, he's killed multiple producers too," snapped C.

"Oh please, none of those pawns can even hold a candle to any of us," said B. There was a rumble, and C started to panic.

"He's here, HE'S HERE!" A sword came through the window, cutting the man standing there open.

"He got G," said another of the men. They all stood up as the Director walked through the wall.

"So, you are the final Producers. The people who once held the power to stop me, but no longer do. You're arrogance blinded you, leaving you open to my attack." B stood in the front of them.

"The five of us together hold more power over the multiverse than anyone you've faced so far." In a flash, all five producers shot a blast of power at the Director. But when the light faded, the Director was still standing there, completely unfazed.

"Impossible. Just one of those blast was enough to kill you a million times over," said B.

"There is that arrogance again. Even the five of you put together don't hold a fraction of the power that I have," said the Director. He shot forward in a flash and cut B in half. The other Producers screamed and ran away. One by one, the Director wouldn't just kill them, but cut them apart. When he was done, none of the bodies even looked like bodies anymore.

His mission wasn't complete though. He turned to the door on the back wall, and kicked it open. It led to a small room with only one person inside. With how his body was, he looked like an older man despite his lack of face.

"So you're A, the top Producer, and the founder of Harem Hotel."

"Indeed I am. I'm also formally the most powerful person in the multiverse, although you now hold that title." The Director pointed his sword at A's neck.

"By killing you, I put an end to this hellish show, permanently." Much to The Director's annoyance, A laughed at this.

"Boy, without this show, the multiverse will collapse within itself. Reality needs it to survive." The Director growled and grabbed A by the neck.

"You're just trying to save your own life. All of you Producers are nothing more than arrogant man-children." The Director dropped A, who still seemed unfazed.

"I have to know, why didn't you stop me? With everyone I killed, I grew stronger. But it wasn't until I slaughtered the men in that room and claimed their power that I could surpass you. So why didn't you stop me?" A leaned back in his chair.

"Because no matter what, I win. If you kill me, then you'll have to become the new head of Harem Hotel, else the entire multiverse collapse. If you don't, then I'll just rebuild everything over and over again until you do. Either way, Harem Hotel lives on. Either way, I live on." The Director stabbed his sword into A's chest.

"No. It dies with you."

That's when The Director saw it all. People from across the multiverse being erased from existence. Reality collapsing within itself. The very fabrics of space and time warp and corrupt. In the end, everything would be destroyed.

A was right, Harem Hotel had to live on.

But not in the same way.