Son of the Hero King

Chapter 767: Elysium

Lilith Luxuria— once a lost, grieving soul who wished fervently for nothing but death. Now, she was enjoying life to the fullest, not letting even the slightest chance of happiness and a shot at joy slip through her fingers, no matter the cost.

Ever since she was healed and given a second take at life by her dear nephew, Sol, her outlook and emotions had changed so diametrically opposite to what she represented that… those who were closely acquainted with her thought that someone had taken possession of her body. Thankfully, the change had been for the better.

Still, there was one obsession she could not let go of. The one desire that had filled her heart and, in a way, started this whole adventure.

That of seeing Sol marry someone he cherished with all his heart. Someone who would protect him and to whom he could bind his trust and affection. Someone worthy of his adoration. Someone he could believe in with all his heart.

And that very person… was none other than Medea. She was everything Lilith searched for in Sol’s bride… and more.

Though she found Medea somewhat distasteful at first, her love for Sol was undeniable, and her desire to protect him was just as strong as her own. That was a point of interest that let both of them bond and connect.

And for that reason, when Sol decided to marry Medea, she posed no objection. Rather, she even encouraged him to swiftly take her off her feet. Goddesses knew the girl needed someone burrowing into her heart, painful past and all that baggage ripping through her existence as it was.

At last, after many adventures and many treacherous, perilous battles, the moment she had been waiting for was just at her doorstep.

She would be able to witness his wedding.

Sadly—

“I am going to make her pay.”

Crashing the wedding was one thing. However, using the pure feelings of the pair of lovers to fuel her own ascension?

The act had crossed a line that Lilith did not even know was possible for someone to cross. She seethed with rage just thinking of that absurdity. And in that, Lilith knew for certain… she could never forgive the ascendant goddess for that.

And with rightful indignation, fury, vengeful wrath, and solemn determination… she immediately slashed space apart and followed the three Mortal Demigods.

Lilith's addition to the team was obviously welcomed, and from there, it only took them an instant to reach their destination.

Lilith frowned when she observed her surroundings. In the horizon that stretched their sights, she could see a giant sphere of abyssal darkness. This was undoubtedly the seal that surrounded Echidna’s body.

She eyed the snake woman now in Nuwa’s body, but Echidna did not even spare a glance at her old body. Every speck and atom of her attention was devoured by the presence of the goddess… by Euphoria— Goddess of Love and Hate.

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Yet further along the shrinking horizon, she noticed fourteen distinct energy signatures. One in particular was easy for her to recognize. After all, it was the energy of the goddess who once wished for her death.

The newly ascended goddess observed the new arrival and snickered as though looking at bloody fools. Though she was facing such dangerous entities, she was not surprised in the least. They had already anticipated this possibility and prepared beforehand.

Anubis' arrival is a surprise, though. Euphoria could not help sighing as she watched the notorious False God, bane of all realms, inch closer toward her.

“We do not have to fight, you know? You cannot kill me. There is nothing to gain from this, and all you would get is an immortal enemy.”

Euphoria, amusingly as it may sound at the pun, did not let the euphoria of her new ascension cloud her judgment. Anubis was a renowned False God with control over the Law of Death. Even for her, fighting him was quite troublesome.

However, she did not fear them. There was no need for her to fear anyone. After all, not even Death could kill Gods. At most, it could temporarily put her out of commission for some time. But now that she had obtained divinity, there was nothing in this world that could threaten her.

“If you want, I will even apologise for disrupting the wedding. I am Medea’s biggest fan, you know? I am very happy for her. What do you think? The blessing of the Goddess of Love should be more useful than the Goddess of Chastity, right?”

Euphoria allowed a snickering glance toward the powerless goddess on the other side and shrugged with a sniggering laugh.

The goddesses stirred at the insult. However, they stayed mostly silent. They knew very well that a warrior at the Demigod level hardly listened to them. They also did not want to lower themselves to beg.

Except for two.

Invidia glared at Lilith with hateful eyes. If looks could kill – and hers could actually do that, but the barrier prevented anything like that from happening – Lilith would have died a hundred times over in each instant. At this distance, even though separated by the barrier of dimensions, even the Concept of Secrecy that once shrouded Lilith could not hide the circumstances of her existence from the goddesses’ penetrating and experienced gaze.

All the goddesses knew that Lilith was no undead. They simply were unable to prove that claim. Until now, that is.

“Invidia. Focus on what truly matters at the moment.”

Invidia gritted her teeth so hard that the realms started twisting at the goddess’s wrath; however, there was silence, and that silence would not be disrupted because of her.

With Invidia subdued under her gaze, Luxuria shifted her sights to the demigods and asked, “What will you do?” Her tone was serene, almost nonchalant.

There were no undertones of impatience nor fear in her voice. The birth of a new goddess was surprising, but in the end, it changed nothing.

No matter how powerful Euphoria now was, she was still vastly weaker than Ymir, the Goddess of Destruction, or even the goddesses of Time, Space, Life, and Death.

No matter what decisions the demigods took here, it would change nothing. Still, there was something that she was acutely sure about them.

“You will fight.” She did not wait for the quadret to answer. There really was no need to question their intentions. The answer was already more than evident.

They would fight.

The reason mattered not.

“It’s quite infuriating, but you are right. Looking at her pisses me off so much like nothing I’ve experienced in a long, long time. How could I leave without at least showing her how dangerous Death is?” Anubis smirked.

“I need to study her.” Echidna salivated.

Lilith and Ambrosia stayed silent, but the killing intent in their eyes was answer enough.

Watching what the goddess deemed to be the gathered mortals’ charade, Euphoria could not help but scoff. “So it had come to this, after all.”

Fighting now was problematic. She was still learning and adapting to her new concept. In such circumstances, facing three or four powerful demigods was definitely a disadvantage for her.

Losing was a given. She did not doubt that.

That is, if she had been alone.

“Brother, please.” She spoke without looking anywhere.

“But of course,” and a voice answered from somewhere.

Everyone flinched. It was a voice so close and yet only now did they notice the owner of that voice.

It was a young man. No, no, it was a young woman.

Perhaps it was a child? Wait, it could be an elderly person at a close look.

Faint and blurry, a voice that seemed old and young, male and female. An appearance that constantly shifted and could not be described.

Yet no matter what appearance that person took, only one constant existed.

A golden monocle.

Voices spread. Genders and age unknown. Voices filled with an almost hypnotic amount of joy and laughter. Sending a beautiful message.

“Life is but a play.”

“A play born from a Dream.”

“It’s a place where no tears exist.”

“Let’s all laugh and drink.”

“The show will go on forever.”

“So welcome to my stage, my Paradise.”

“Welcome to My World!”

『 Fictional Paradise -::- Elysium 』

And so, dream and reality became twisted and knotted until… no one, none but the creator of the world, could sense them apart.