No Templating, Interstellar

A ruthless, sex-addicted bottom who castrates people x an inhuman top who is obsessed with splitting himself into pieces and craves love

“I like power, war, and pleasure, along with a well-behaved beauty to spice things up.”

“I want to take back what should have been mine, and what people think a lowborn bastard like me could never lay a hand on.”

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First, my ex fakes his death and shows up as a seductive emperor to claim me. Then a puppy-like young man develops a split personality and keeps splitting himself into pieces, cheating on himself. Is this a collapse of morality or a distortion of human nature?

After being reborn, Otto Zoma, a general of the Empire, decides to peel back this whole bunch of weirdos' secret identities, one layer at a time.

PS:

1. There may never have been Russian nesting dolls in this world, or maybe everyone is one.

2. The top is chaste, but the bottom's dick isn't. Yes, you read that right: it's the beloved trope where the total top gets his comeuppance.

3. A constitutional monarchy empire plus a socialist federation, with no real-world setting. Some details are inspired by Germany and the Soviet Union, Germany and the Soviet Union, Germany and the Soviet Union (repeating something important three times). The space setting is serious, but the author isn't.

4. Happy ending, one-on-one, genuinely evenly matched. The groveling is for the ex-boyfriend. He was roasting so deliciously that even the neighbor's kid cried with envy.

5. A freewheeling story with the action coming right at you. If you're uncomfortable, curse out my son.

Theme: No nesting dolls, no nesting dolls, no nesting dolls