Killed Me? Now I Have Your Power-Chapter 455: Paradox

Chapter 455 – Paradox

"For a delicious act of Blasphemy."

His words were accompanied by a reaction to the surrounding. Chains of blood filled with spikes erupted from the sea below, wrapping themselves around Woeful like a white shroud from the dead.

The goddess groaned, her rubies eyes now completely black, with black tears striking down on her cheeks continuously.

A furious wave of sorrow slapped the surrounding, coming from her trying to liberate herself. But nothing worked.

Kaden’s mind world had rules. He and Rea played, albeit with their own advantage, and won fairly.

The goddess had lost, and now must go through the consequences. Woeful knew it well, but it didn’t mean she would accept such a thing from mortals.

So she acted, rebelled, used her power, and finally came to a halt when Kaden stood at inch from her.

Rea was at his side, looking at her with sinister happiness dripping from the eyes the goddess knew all too well.

He squatted down, his face facing directly the goddess tear-filled face.

"Will you answer me if I ask you why do you wish to possess Rea?" He inquired, puzzled about the strange obsession of Woeful for Rea. "Why her and not anyone else?"

"Do you want to know, really, Kaden?"

"I wouldn’t have asked then."

"If so, then free me and be with me." Woeful said, smiling with such a sadness it hurt to see. "Be with me, Kaden Warborn, and I would tell you everything of me. I will protect you from the gods wishing to kill you or use you."

Rea frowned. "Bitch, you even wish to take my fiancé from me? What is your limit?"

The goddess barely spared her a glance. "Stay silent."

"Say that again." Rea growled, taking a menacing step ahead, her eyes dripping with cold anger.

Woeful was unimpressed. "I said—!"

"A mortal and a goddess?" Kaden cut short their tense discussion. "What a sight it would be."

His voice was sarcastic.

"You would be surprised, Kaden, to realize how many of that relationship exist and have existed since the path of Ascendancy has been revealed." The goddess smiled humorlessly, then narrowed her eyes on him.

"And you are less mortal than any mortals I have ever met, Kaden. Mind you, I have seen beings at the cusp of Ascension, and I have seen unique beings roam around the worlds."

Woeful leaned her face over, causing the chains to rattle and tighten around her body mercilessly — she didn’t care, and still spoke:

"You are many things, Kaden Warborn. Things that should have never coexisted together."

"People often say I am talented."

"You are more than that."

"Are you seducing me?"

"Yes. Am I better than this bland Rea?"

"Can you get my name out of your sorrow-cursed mouth?" Rea hissed.

The goddess ignored her again and spoke to Kaden, "What will you do to me?"

"It would depend on what my fiancée want from you." He said, then turned his head towards Rea. "What do you wish? We are in my mental world, I have more authority. So choose wisely and I will help you in it."

The goddess said nothing, but her tears rained faster. She shifted her head towards Rea, their eyes locked into each other.

And at that moment, it felt like time had come to a standstill.

They hated each other, true, but no one — not even Kaden — knew Rea more than the goddess knew her. And no one knew the goddess more than Rea knew her.

They had been living together — fighting, cursing, bickering over and over again for years and years.

There were nights when the two would fight inside Rea’s mind until the sun rose. There were other times when the goddess was lazy and just looked at Rea, making it a tense staring contest.

There were still times when the goddess’s power helped Rea go through the difficult life of the Church, and times when her only companion was the ubiquitous presence of Woeful.

They had been together for so long, that Rea sorrowfully realized that she could no longer envision herself without the goddess squatting in her mind.

Yes, she got used to that bitch. And that bitch got used to her in such a way she shared the same feelings about her man.

Now a goddess was jealous about a mortal’s love affair. And that, that was not according to Woeful’s plan.

All in all, as they looked at each other, Rea came with a decision and the goddess smiled thinly at it, understanding it even before she said it outright.

"Are you sure?" The goddess said, laughing. "You are tempting something you should not."

"I thought you would be happy, bitch."

"I am, indeed. Oh, I am. But you are risking too much. And besides..."

Woeful looked at Kaden listening calmly without interruption. "...are you sure our dear fiancé will accept it?"

Rea didn’t answer. Instead, she looked at Kaden intensely. She squatted down next, making sure she faced him.

Already, the man could feel he was not going to like what would soon happen. The goddess was laughing uncontrollably, yet there was a note of apprehension and even fear hidden in her sorrowful laugh.

"Do you trust me, Kaden?"

"I usually don’t like when a conversation starts in this way."

"Just damnit answer."

"I do."

Rea stretched her hands, and grasped Kaden’s own, making him feel the wisp of death coldness still lingering on her.

"Would that trust still exist if I tell you that I want a payback to the goddess?"

"It will, but I will probably believe that you have lost your mind." Kaden said. "Ease my heart. You didn’t, right?"

Rea cackled. "Sorrow bless me, Kaden, you know by now that my mind is in a state even I am afraid to know."

"That’s why you should not make any big decision at the moment. I can, if I do all I can, protect you from the goddess for a time. A time you will use to get yourself together."

’I know how death can taint your soul in vicious way. I know well, Rea. So listen to me.’

"But I don’t want that." Rea shook her head, stubborn. "I don’t want to wait, because I am afraid I will back down from my decision. And I can’t, Kaden. Understand me. This is not a simple revenge. This is me accepting who I am, this time willingly by my own judgment."

"And what are you?"

"I am Sorrow." She said swiftly, smiling eerily. "So let me go."

"You will lose yourself." Kaden’s voice was tight, filled with uncertainty and hidden fears. "You are against a goddess, Rea! Or did you forget?"

"Will your love be different?"

He paused on that, mouth opening then closing. He opened it again, finding back his voice, answered with a resigned sigh, "Blood and ashes, of course not."

Rea bared her teeth into a sad grin. "That’s all I care. Because I know no matter what I am going to be, my love for you will be untouched."

’But love alone is never enough, Rea. Don’t you know?’

Kaden wanted to scream that, but instead held his mouth shut. He could see that Rea was as much suffering on this matter than himself, or even more.

But sometimes, most of the times even, life led you into paths you could only bite your lip and dive in. A path where you must change in a way none could predict.

Wasn’t it the paradox of life? The only constant thing was change.

’Am I cursed?’ He wondered. ’Meris is going the same with her Primordial Frost. Now Rea with Sorrow.’

Why did the ones he loved always come to a point where they risked losing themselves in order to go higher?

’Emptiness?’ He desperately thought, but then shook his head, finding it illogical.

He sighed next, parted his mouth,

"Tell me what I need to do."

Rea smiled, and one lone tear fell down on her left eye; the goddess’s right eye trickling down one pale tear amidst black ones.

"Seal her mind within my mind. Let us battle, my love. A mortal and her goddess, isn’t it poetic?"

She laughed brokenly.

"And please, I ask you, take me to the dungeon of Whimpering Saintess."

She took hold of his cheeks and kissed him passionately.

"That’s where I will be reborn or I will be destroyed."

—End of Chapter 455—