If I hadn’t been there, Hades would have become a cruel murderer like Leto, killing people without any guilt.
“Ha…Hades.”
I whispered towards Hades.
“Don’t talk.”
Hades’ voice was urgent.
“Conserve your strength. We’ll be at the palace soon.”
A feeble laugh escaped me. Hades had listened to my wish to leave, after all.
But unlike him, I’m not good at listening to others, even if I love them.
“I love you. I always wanted to be by your side, Hades. That’s why I didn’t want to go back…”
Did that voice really belong to me? It must have sounded strange even to Hades.
So I closed my mouth, but Hades became even more desperate.
“Angel, Angelica. I was wrong. Please, say something. I want to hear your voice. Anything…”
I tried to mutter, but couldn’t. It wasn’t a difficult request, just asking me to speak, but even a single syllable wouldn’t come out.
I fixed my dimming vision on Hades. His handsome face was barely visible, which was a shame. I wanted to die seeing something beautiful.
“…You won’t die.”
Did that slip out of my mouth?
“You definitely won’t die… I’ll make sure of it…”
Only after his voice broke did I realize that Hades was pleading for me not to die.
But no matter how desperate he was, there was no reviving the dead.
I suddenly became curious.
What would happen to Hades after I die?
Would he return safely, form an expedition, and defeat the Demon King?
Or in a fit of anger, kill Leto and the Demon King and become the new Demon King himself?
But that didn’t matter to me, who was about to die. In the fading consciousness, I thought one last clear thought.
‘If I return, I’ll never play games again.’
(This is a time separator.)
Angelica died.
Because of her momentary carelessness.
Hades blankly stared at her pale face and lifeless body. He wanted to deny reality, but it was undeniable.
Her lips that should be chattering were tightly sealed and purple, and the eyes that always sparkled while looking at him were dull, staring into nothingness.
‘……’
Next to him, Letoran was blabbering on, but none of it reached Hades’ ears. It was clear that the man had killed Angelica, but Hades was so empty he couldn’t even muster the will for revenge.
The only light that had come into his monotonous life had gone out. Some would go after the one who extinguished that light for revenge, but Hades knew well that such revenge would be pointless.
After all, he had seen his own brother ruin his life for the sake of revenge.
“…….”
Hades closed Angelica’s eyes. Plans of the Demon King, the destruction of the world—all felt utterly meaningless. It was as he gently cradled Angelica in his arms and stood up.
“Me?! Take me with you, you brat!”
Hades’ eyes hardened.
It was clear.
From the holy sword that he had strived to obtain from Angelica just tens of minutes ago, a strange voice was coming.
‘……Come to think of it, this sword has also lost its master.’
But to Hades, it was all irrelevant. Even if he ended up in the hands of the one who killed Angelica, he wouldn’t bat an eye. A world where Angelica was dead was that meaningless to him.
“Hey! Hey!”
The voice from the holy sword grew increasingly urgent.
“Aren’t you going to stand there? I know a way to save her! You still won’t listen?”
Hades’ movement halted.
No one could be brought back to life once they were dead. Considering the history of the sword, it was obvious that it was trying to beguile him with nonsense.
But…….
Hades bent down to pick up the sword. For the first time, resolve returned to his eyes.
‘I don’t mind being beguiled.’
If it meant bringing Angelica back to life.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
