Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 560 Pas(sed)t : Arkanis Dragonheart (A Feared Man)- Part-2

The letter was crumpled in my grip, each line burning deeper into my mind. I could almost hear my father's voice, weary and broken, spilling his regret.My son... I couldn't do it anymore. I'm sorry for bringing you into this… sorry for dragging you down this path.

The guilt of those innocent children's lives… it devoured me, haunting me like a relentless nightmare I couldn't escape. Yes, I supported you, I followed you… but this weight—it's too much for these old bones.

Don't worry. I am getting what I deserve...

I took everything from that Phoenix child's family, leaving them with nothing. I deserve to pay for that, but please, my son… don't follow me down this path.

The revenge, it should end with me.

Live a better life.

I shook as I read, rage tearing through my sorrow. The room around me was already brimming with the ceremonial attire of the Dragon Emperor—prepared for me.

I wasn't ready to step into my father's shoes, not like this.

Tears blurred my vision as I gripped the letter so hard I felt my fingers sting. "Those… lowborns! They'll pay!" I seethed, my hands trembling. Without wasting another second, I stormed to the summit, where my father had taken that Phoenix woman.

.... And there, amidst the desolate landscape, was my father's lifeless body.

"F-Father? FATHER!" My scream tore through the silence as I threw myself down, clutching his still-warm form. The sight shattered something inside me. "Why? I worked so hard—for us. We were supposed to live, to conquer together. WHY?!" I yelled, grief splitting me open.

But then, movement in the distance something appeared out of nowhere and landed on the ground.

Through my tears, I saw... bloody body!

The Phoenix woman lay sprawled nearby, her body still and lifeless. Realization dawned, mingling horror and satisfaction in a twisted harmony. Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

"haha...Hahaha" I stumbled towards her. "So… you're dead," I whispered, a manic grin spreading across my face, "The summit rejected you, you… worthless Phoenix trash." And with a crazed laugh, I picked up a small knife, my fingers wrapped tightly around the handle.

"You deserve it bitch! Die!"

Chuck!

"Die!" I spat, plunging the blade into her cold flesh, over and over, each strike releasing a sliver of my rage.

"Die!"

Chuck!

"Die!"

Chuckk!

"Die!"

Chuckkk!

"Die!"

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The blade glistened crimson, the fury inside me easing only as I slashed her lifeless body again and again. Finally, when my anger receded, I looked down at the mess, her blood pooled around me like a silent offering.

With one last, twisted grin, I lit a flame and set her corpse ablaze. "See, Father? I avenged you. I killed her—the one who stole you from me. She got exactly what she deserved!" My voice echoed in the dark, hollow and wild.

But it wasn't enough.

A thirst for vengeance simmered inside me. I'd heard rumours of her younger sister waiting for her return. The thought made me laugh—a sinister, hollow sound..... Hahahaha!

I needed to see that face—the face of utter despair when she learned her sister was gone, wiped out by my hand.

With my sights set on my mission continued.... I didn't care for the trials for the Sovereign position... as well as I couldn't focus on Empire's growth..... Who cares whether they die or not... as long as I was live, I would built the Empire!!

My pursuits took me deeper into my re

reminded me of a terror I'd long forgotten.

I despised him for it.

I had to kill him. I needed to erase him, no matter the cost.

But I failed. Over and over, I failed. He was always one step ahead, each attempt foiled.

In my desperation, I revealed to him secrets I thought would be my salvation, trusting that he'd honour the contract and release me.

Instead, he grinned that wicked, mocking grin and sneered, "From now on, you're my pet, Arkanis~."

And darkness took me.

When I came to, my senses reeling, I found myself at a grand table, surrounded by nobles who sneered and jeered, their eyes glinting with fear and shock.

Before I could react Victor gave a twisted and wicked smile as his lips moved saying, 'Good bye, Mother fucker!'... And then I saw the Butcher's Sword—a gleaming, merciless blade—lowering toward me, inch by agonizing inch, If he wanted to kill he would have done it when I was charmed, a pain less death but this man... really wicked one and...

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