The world spun violently as Jeremy tried to steady himself, his head throbbing with a pain he couldn’t understand. A wound far deeper than any physical blow was forming in his heart—one that seemed impossible to heal.
He stood there, reeling, as the pieces of his past began to fall into place. Everything that had confused him over the years—the strange debts, the sudden behavior shifts from people like James, the oddity of Owen’s abrupt tutelage—was beginning to make a twisted kind of sense.The man in front of him had piercing Prussian blue eyes. The woman’s hair, a bright, ethereal white, shimmered in the fading light of day. And as much as he hated to admit it, these were undeniable traits Jeremy saw in himself. Features that had always felt out of place but that he’d attributed to the father he had never known, the one his mother had described only in faint whispers of the past. But now, with every word they spoke, every look exchanged, Jeremy’s hope crumbled.Related Chapters
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Jeremy stood there, his chest tight, his mind a whirlwind of questions. His whole life had been flipped upside down, and now, more than ever, he felt like he was caught between two worlds—one that he had known, and one that was now forcing its way into his reality."What about Mom? What about Sarah, the Guild, Celicia?" Jeremy’s voice was a mix of defiance and confusion. He watched as Colwill and the white-haired woman exchanged surprised glances at the mention of Celicia."Yes, Celicia is my friend," Jeremy continued, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Isn't it great to know I have a sister?" He glanced at Sophie, who, despite her tear-streaked face, broke into a small, relieved smile. Jeremy’s words made her feel like she hadn't lost him entirely. He still cared about her."You know where she is?" Sophie asked, her voice shaking as she sniffled."Yeah," Jeremy answered simply, nodding.Colwill, seemingly unfazed, waved a hand dismissively.
Ascendant Among All Chapter 115 (The Fall of the Unbreakable)
The air grew tense, thick with a primal energy as Jeremy and Owen stood side by side, facing the monstrous Soren. His crimson hair fluttered lightly in the wind, and his wicked smile showed not a hint of fear or caution. He was mocking them with his mere presence.Owen’s body pulsed with power, veins bulging and his red-rimmed eyes alight with fury. He tightened his grip on the weapon he held, ready to give everything. Jeremy, on the other hand, felt the gravity of the situation hit him like a hammer. This man—this being—Soren, wasn’t here for a simple fight. His bloodlust was palpable, and he had only one true goal: Jeremy.Without a word, the battle erupted. Owen lunged forward first, his movements a blur, every strike aimed with deadly precision. Jeremy followed close behind, katana slashing through the air with a surge of his own power. But Soren? He didn’t move an inch. With a casual flick of his wrist, he deflected Owen’s first strike, sending the v
Ascendant Among All Chapter 116 (The Turning Point)
The cool evening air brushed against Jeremy’s face as he pulled out his phone and dialed Celicia’s number. His hand trembled slightly, not from fear, but from the weight of what was to come. He wasn’t sure how things would unfold, but one thing was clear—there was no turning back now.After a few rings, Celicia’s voice came through. She was always calm, collected, the one of the people who gave him a sense of normalcy. “Jeremy?”“I’m ready. Send the car,” he said, his voice steady, betraying none of the turmoil that churned inside him.Within minutes, a sleek black car pulled up, its tinted windows concealing the driver. Jeremy took a deep breath, closing his eyes and inhaling a gust of wind into his lungs, feeling the air calm his nerves before he stepped inside. The car hummed to life, and as they drove toward the Detroit villa, Jeremy let his thoughts clear, forcing his mind to brace for what was about to unfold.When they arrived at the estate
Ascendant Among All Chapter 117 (The Uncertain Path)
Jeremy stood before the mirror, adjusting the clothes James had gifted him. The fabric was soft and well-fitted, a perfect contrast to the bruises and scars still faintly visible on his face. He took a deep breath, clearing his mind of the chaos from earlier. It had been a long, exhausting day, but it wasn’t over yet.He boarded a drop car that would take him to meet Jessica. His heart was heavier than usual—weighted by the events of the day and the revelations that had unfolded. As the car hummed along the road, Jeremy’s thoughts drifted. Could he really continue down this path? Did he even have a choice?When the car pulled to a stop, Jeremy stepped out and immediately spotted Jessica stepping out of her sleek purple car. She wore a stunning dress that accentuated her elegance, but her playful smile faltered when she saw him."Sheesh, Jeremy, didn’t know you preferred this look." Jessica teased at first, but her eyes darkened when she noticed the marks o
Ascendant Among All Chapter 118 (Mistake)
Jeremy came to a halt as soon as he reached the door of his home, his mind spinning with everything that had happened in the last few hours. His hand raised almost on its own, knocking twice out of habit before he slowly opened the door. The house was quiet, still, but not in a peaceful way—it felt like the calm before a storm. The first thing he saw was his mother—Sophie. She was standing near the door, her hand just retreating from the knob as if she’d been waiting for him. "Have you been standing here all day?" Jeremy asked, his voice low but filled with exhaustion. Sophie shook her head quickly, though her expression gave away her unease. "No, I just came here a few minutes ago... I thought... well, I thought you might need someone to talk to when you got back." "Mum..." Jeremy stepped forward, placing his hands on her shoulders gently, trying to ground her—and maybe himself too. "Let’s just pretend nothing happened today, okay?" Sophie blinked, confusion flashing across her f
Ascendant Among All Chapter 119 (Soul Merging)
Jeremy crashed onto his bed, lying face down as the weight of the day finally broke him. Tears began to silently fall, streaking his face as his body shook with suppressed sobs. He had worn the mask of strength all day—had to, for everyone around him. But now, in the quiet solitude of his room, his weakness was laid bare. Inside, he felt fractured, fragile."Who am I?" he whispered to the empty room, rolling onto his side, eyes fixated on nothing.The more he tried to push away the chaos in his mind, the more his thoughts seemed to spiral. Vengeance was growing inside him, a dark force swirling in the pit of his chest. The anger felt like a living thing, something he couldn't ignore any longer."Relax..." he muttered to himself, trying to stay calm.But it was impossible to silence the storm inside him. He could no longer deny it: Burke was a part of this mess. Burke had known the truth, or at least parts of it, and had planned to use Jeremy for his own gains. Jeremy had no doubt now
Ascendant Among All Chapter 120 (The Beast Within)
“Is this what it takes?” Jeremy thought, his consciousness slipping in and out of focus.And then, as abruptly as it had begun, the agony ceased. Darkness overtook him, blinding and cold, like plunging into a frozen abyss. For a moment, Jeremy thought he might have died, the pain too much for his body to endure.Then, in a flash, his eyes snapped open.The ground beneath him trembled as though the entire world acknowledged his transformation. The room he stood in—an ancient, abandoned castle with crumbling walls and forgotten tapestries—seemed to pulse with life in response to his awakening. The air thickened, oppressive, as if the very atmosphere had weight. Jeremy felt it all, a strange awareness flowing through him that he had never experienced before.He didn’t realize it yet, but his left eye now glowed an ominous red, while his right shimmered with a piercing yellow. His breath came in ragged gasps, and for the first time in what felt like y
Ascendant Among All Chapter 121 (Reunion and Revelation)
Jeremy stayed home the next day, the weight of everything that had transpired settling heavily on his shoulders. He refused to go to school, his thoughts consumed by the upcoming reunion. Beside him, Sophie sat quietly, her eyes distant as they waited for Celicia’s return. The house was tense, brimming with emotions yet unspoken, and Jeremy wasn’t sure how he’d face the next few hours.By the afternoon, the sound of tires crunching gravel outside announced Celicia’s arrival. A sleek car parked in front of the house, and Jeremy could see Celicia through the window. She stepped out, her expression conflicted—confused, lost, and hurt. Jeremy could see it all in her eyes, in the way her shoulders slumped as though the weight of the world had been dropped onto her back.Sophie stood at the door, waiting with nervous energy radiating off her. There was a pause, a long, silent moment where Celicia just stood there, staring at Sophie. Then, as if the dam had finally broken
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The air around them crackled with an oppressive, unnatural tension as Typhon stood motionless, towering over the battlefield like a living storm. His eyes, glowing like molten fire, were locked onto McCoy and his guild, his cold expression betraying no hint of mercy.A grotesque, unsettling noise filled the air. Typhon made an odd, guttural sound, and slowly, methodically, he stuck his massive hand down his throat. The movement was unnatural, almost alien, as he dug deeper, pulling something from within him. The sound of slick, greasy slime slithering over the ground followed, enough to make anyone with a semblance of sensitivity to retch.“Nu-ah...” Typhon muttered in an unsettling tone, his voice resonating deeply as his monstrous hand gripped the hilt of a weapon.From his throat emerged a sword—an absurdly long and grotesque blade, dripping with thick, viscous fluid. It was no ordinary weapon. The blade itself seemed to pulse, radiating a malevolent energy that made the air feel t
Chapter 159 (A Call to Retreat)
The flames didn’t stop with Jim. The fiery blast tore through the air, its heat warping the atmosphere. Buildings miles away were scorched clean, their facades riddled with perfectly circular holes as though a god’s spear had pierced them. Those not incinerated crumbled from the sheer force of the blast, collapsing in a cacophony of destruction.Even McCoy, standing far from the epicenter, felt the intense heat lick at his skin. His magically enhanced senses allowed him to track the blast’s trajectory, and what he saw sent chills down his spine.The devastation extended far beyond the city, leaving a trail of ruin in its wake. Streets buckled, trees withered to ash, and the ground itself cracked and smoldered. All of this happened in less than five seconds, yet the aftermath stretched for miles.A cold sweat ran down McCoy’s back as the reality of Typhon’s power sunk in. His hands trembled as he took in the scope of the destruction, but he forced himself to stay composed.“This isn’t
Chapter 158 (The Gambler’s Wager)
McCoy stood frozen, his mind racing through every piece of mythology he had ever read. His analytical nature warred with his instincts, both screaming at him to act but in entirely different ways.Before him stood Typhon—the youngest son of Gaia, a monster of unparalleled power. A being feared even by gods, Typhon’s mere presence warped the air, bending it to his will. His form loomed over the battlefield, a tempest of chaotic energy swirling around him."The youngest son of Gaia," McCoy said, forcing his voice to remain steady. "Surely you do not want to destroy a part of yourself."Typhon’s glowing eyes narrowed, his thunderous voice reverberating like an earthquake. "Huh? It seems this young mortal here is a fan of mine.""You could say that," McCoy replied, wiping the sweat rolling down his temple.He wasn’t lying. Since childhood, McCoy had immersed himself in the stories of gods and monsters, legends and myths that spanned cultures and centuries. Much to his parents’ dismay, he
Chapter 157 (Exhaustion)
Elijah stood firm, his voice steady despite his labored breathing. “Fighting isn’t just about brute strength,” he declared, his words cutting through the chaos. “Sometimes, wisdom outmatches power.”The words had barely left Elijah’s mouth when a deafening blast tore through the battlefield.Soren’s body was flung backward, forced deeper into the earth as concentric circles of light—white, gold, and red—engulfed him. Each explosion was more devastating than the last, the ground shattering beneath him in a cascading storm of debris.The battlefield transformed into a massive crater, the destruction extending for miles. Smoke and fire erupted from the epicenter, painting the sky in ominous hues.From a distance, Elijah and James watched the chaos unfold. They panted heavily, their bodies trembling from exhaustion. Blood dripped from their wounds, pooling beneath them as they knelt on the cracked earth.“Did we get him?” James asked, his voice hoarse and uncertain.Elijah didn’t respond
Chapter 156 (A Deadly Dance)
Two figures stood amidst the wreckage of a city torn apart by their power. One radiated a blinding, ethereal light, while the other exuded a suffocating darkness that seemed to pulse with a life of its own. Their combined presence created a storm of energy that rippled outward, shaking the city to its very core and filling the air with a foreboding sense of impending doom.“Yo,” James sneered, his voice carrying a sinister edge. The shadowy aura around him writhed and twisted like a living entity, its tendrils snaking across the ground as if searching for prey.Soren stood across from him, grinning wickedly. His red aura flared with malevolent energy, a living flame that seemed to consume the air itself. A glowing crimson rod formed in his hand, jagged and pulsating with chaotic energy, its shape constantly shifting like molten lava.“This is going to be fun,” Soren declared, his voice dripping with sadistic glee.The moment the words left his mouth, the ground beneath them shattered.
Chapter 155 (The Last Stand)
The battlefield was chaos incarnate, the ground trembling under the immense force of their clash. Elijah stood amidst the destruction, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. His once-pristine white suit was now in tatters, his body marred by countless bruises and cuts. Yet, his eyes burned with an unyielding resolve.Across from him stood Soren, his figure exuding an aura of superiority. His crimson gloves gleamed ominously, his sly grin a cruel mockery of the man struggling before him.“You sure are strong for a mortal stuck in the A-rank,” Soren remarked casually, his voice dripping with condescension as he adjusted the base of his gloves.Elijah didn’t respond immediately, his mind racing as he worked to suppress the pain from his injuries. The earlier kick had done significant damage, and he knew he couldn’t afford to falter now.“Twenty minutes,” he thought, focusing his energy inward to heal his ravaged organs. “That’s all I need to buy him. Just twenty minutes.”Soren cocked hi
Chapter 154 (Terror)
James stirred in the rubble, the sharp sting of pain dragging him back to consciousness. Blood trickled down his face, pooling beneath him, and his entire body felt as though it had been shattered and pieced back together. His breaths came in shallow gasps, each one a struggle against the suffocating weight of debris and exhaustion.“Damn it,” he thought bitterly, his mind swimming in a haze of fragmented memories."Since I was young, I knew I was different. Special." James’s thoughts drifted to a distant past, a time when the world had been simpler. "I was born into wealth, into privilege. My family wanted for nothing, and from the moment I could walk, it was clear I wasn’t like the others."By six, James wasn’t just strong; he was superhuman. His punches could break walls, and his reflexes were unmatched. But with that strength came isolation."I terrified the other kids," he thought. "They couldn’t understand me. My silence, my ferocious gaze, the way I always got what I wanted—it
Chapter 153 (Stalling)
Soren descended gracefully, his crimson aura swirling around him like a living entity. His polished red gloves caught the dim light, and he dusted them off as if brushing away imaginary dirt. His gaze fixed on Elijah, a sneer tugging at his lips.“Insolent being,” he scoffed, his voice carrying an air of disdain. “How many times must I remind the world? I’ve stood at the peak of S rank for over a century. The strongest gods are just within my grasp. To think someone like you could challenge me… it’s laughable.”Elijah stood firm, his calm demeanor masking the storm within. “I agree with you,” he said, his tone steady. “Your power is extraordinary. But, you see, I’m not exactly ordinary myself.”Soren raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself.“I’ve been stuck at the peak of A rank for over two decades,” Elijah continued. “And just as the A rank is a bridge to the heroic ranks, S rank serves as the gateway to divinity. You stand at the edge of godhood, but even the gods have their l
Chapter 152 (Wasteland)
The city of Texheram was no more than a smoldering wasteland. What once stood as a bustling metropolis was now a graveyard of shattered buildings and burning rubble. The streets, once filled with life, were eerily silent except for the crackling of flames and the occasional cries for help. The sky was a murky gray, thick with ash, and the faint glow of fires illuminated the chaos below. It was in this hellscape that Soren stood, embodying the destruction he had wrought.Perched on the edge of a crumbling skyscraper, Soren exuded a terrifying aura of dominance. His crimson attire, immaculate despite the carnage, caught the flickering light of the fires, and his tousled hair danced with the breeze. In his grasp was a woman, her neck clutched tightly in his hand. She gasped for air, her struggles feeble against the overwhelming strength of her captor.“Isn’t the weather splendid today?” Soren said with a grin that stretched unnaturally wide. His voice was calm, almost cheerful, yet laced