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From Humiliation to Godhood 49: Diane’s birthday [11]
Leon’s calm voice cut through the confusion. “Are you trying to kill him?”Dean paused, eyes widening. “I… can skip the lake part, if you’d prefer. Or whatever you say, Mr. Ashford.”Larry immediately dropped to his knees before Leon. “Please! Please, brother! Don’t let them kill me, I’m begging you!”Leon looked down at him coolly. “No, I won’t let them kill you…”Larry let out a breath of relief.Then Leon added with a faint smirk, “Death’s far too merciful. Break his arms. Break his legs. And make him unable to procreate!”Larry’s face twisted in horror. His eyes bulged like they might burst from his skull.Everyone in the ballroom swallowed hard. Even the men instinctively shielded their groins.Leon turned to Diane with a slight smirk. “Or do you think that’s too harsh? The choice is yours.”Diane blinked, startled by how close his face suddenly was. Her heart pounded in her chest, and for a moment, she found herself wondering who exactly was he.“I’m fine with it,” Donald answer
From Humiliation to Godhood 50: The true subject
“Leon, thank you for everything today. But if you don’t mind me asking… how did you pull all this off?” Donald couldn't wait to ask as soon as the birthday celebration came to an end.Diane and Abigail turned to Leon, their expressions filled with awe because everything that had happened still felt too surreal.Leon simply replied, “Does it really matter? I did it for your daughter. Just enjoy the moment and stop asking questions.”Donald blinked, a little taken aback, then exchanged a quick glance with Abigail before nodding. “Right… of course.”Diane lit up with a bright smile and suddenly wrapped her arms around Leon, resting her face against his chest. The unexpected gesture caught him off guard, and he stood there, frozen, not returning the hug.“Thank you, Leon. I don’t know why you’d go this far for me, but…” she pulled back a little, then rose on her toes to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “It means the world to me.”Leon‘s gaze flickered around her, finding himself in an awkw
From Humiliation to Godhood 51: The true subject [2]
Leon had woken up just as the car pulled up in front of a warehouse. Two men roughly shoved him out of the vehicle, but he played along, looking around and wondering what was going on. Then his gaze tilted at the entrance. There stood Victor with a smirk on his face, but there was something about him now. Something darker.Victor chuckled and walked over to him. “Well, well, Leon. I heard you had a… big day today. Pretty surprising to say the least.”“You reek of death, Victor,” Leon said, his eyes narrowing. “What the hell have you been up to?”A slow, satisfied grin spread across Victor’s face. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you. You see… I’ve been experimenting on ways to kill you, and I finally had a breakthrough. And now, I got my hands on the true subject.” He looked Leon in the eyes “You.”Leon raised an eyebrow. “You killed people just to kill me?”Victor nodded with enthusiasm. “Yes! You know what? Come on, let me show you. You’ll know them.”Leon followed him into the
From Humiliation to Godhood 52: Visit from a goddess
Isabella stormed into the house, slamming her handbag onto the couch and letting out a furious scream. It was already late, but Gerald, still awake, descended the stairs when he heard the commotion.“Isabella, are you alright?” he asked, concern in his voice.She turned to look at her father. Then she shook her head with a crying face. “No, Daddy, I’m not okay! Not even close!”“What happened?” Gerald asked, then added, “And I heard about the celebration at Reign Hotel on the tenth floor. You must have seen it yourself... it’s all over the news.”Isabella let out a bitter laugh and nodded. “Yes. I don't know how Leon did it, but it was him. He threw a birthday celebration for his new girlfriend, Diane Lancaster.”Gerald was taken aback by it. “Isabella, what are you trying to say? That worthless boy? The one I used to chew out like nothing? He was nothing more than my punching bag! Hosting an event on the tenth floor? You must be joking.”“I wish I was,” Isabella muttered. “And everyo
From Humiliation to Godhood 53: Shot in the head and tossed like a corpse
Leon came out from the lake, dragging his soaked body onto the shore. His clothes clung to him, drenched and heavy, as he collapsed onto the ground, water dripping from every inch of him.“They really do have a habit of tossing people into lakes around here,” he muttered, shaking his head in mild irritation.His gaze dropped to his waterlogged clothes with a frown, then shifted back to the lake’s surface which was tainted with the blood of a lot of people.“With all this modern progress, humans still haven’t outgrown the need to kill each other,” he said under his breath. As he scanned the shadows surrounding him, his eyes locked onto a figure, Jarvis, standing just behind him.Furrowing his brows, he stood up to his feet, turning to him. “You followed me again, didn't you?”Jarvis quickly shook his head. “No. I was… trying to protect you, but my guards were useless, and too late. I was told you were killed and thrown into the lake by Victor Marston.”Leon’s lips curved into a dry, m
From Humiliation to Godhood 1: The Forsaken Son-in-law
A sharp slap rang through the dining room, sending Leon Ashford stumbling backward, his cheek burning from the impact.“You useless bastard!” Gerald Hartwell, his father-in-law, spat, his face twisted in disgust. “How dare you talk back to me? You’re living under my roof, eating my food, and you think you have the right to speak?”Leon stood there with a lowered gaze, his breath heavy. He had learned long ago that resistance only led to more pain. The last time he tried, Gerald used a knife on him, and til now, the scar still remained on his right arm.His dull green eyes flickered toward his wife, Isabella Hartwell, who sat quietly with her head bowed.“Dad, please…” she murmured.“Stay out of this, Isabella!” Miranda Hartwell, Isabella’s mother, snapped. “You should be ashamed! You married this pathetic man, and look what he has done to our family name! It’s time that we let go of this burden you call a husband! Victor Marston is the perfect match for you, and you will divorce this
From Humiliation to Godhood 2: The Trap
Leon woke to the taste of blood and the rhythmic pounding of rain against the ceiling. His entire body throbbed, pain radiating from every limb like he’d been shattered and pieced back together wrong. He was tied to a chair in an abandoned warehouse, dimly lit by flickering lights.Victor stood in front of him, rolling up the sleeves of his expensive suit.“You know, I wasn’t planning to kill you,” Victor mused, stepping closer. “But then I thought… why not? It’s not like anyone will miss you. Your wife? She’ll move on. Your in-laws? They’ll celebrate. And me? Well, I’ll finally take what’s mine.”Leon looked at Victor, his gaze tired. “Why are you doing this? Please, let me go,” he begged, struggling weakly against the restraints.“Let you go?” Victor let out a sharp chuckle, shaking his head. “So you can go back to playing house with a family that despises you?! If I were in your shoes, I’d have put a bullet in my own head.”Leon spat blood onto the floor, his breath ragged. His exp
From Humiliation to Godhood 3: The God of Dominion has awakened
Isabella stood on the porch, anxiously waiting for Leon to return. The night was restless, and so was she. Sleep refused to come as worry gnawed at her.“Where is he?” she muttered in frustration, her eyes fixed on the gate, hoping he would walk through at any moment. The rain poured heavily, and the wind was sharp, making her shiver in the cold. “Did he find shelter somewhere? He didn’t even take an umbrella. Not that it would’ve helped in this weather. Is the place he went really that far? Where exactly did Victor send him?”She clenched her fists. “He should’ve listened to me. He shouldn’t have gone.”After waiting a while longer, the cold became unbearable. With a sigh, she turned back inside and retreated to her room, finally drifting off to sleep.The next morning, Isabella woke with a start and hurried downstairs, hoping to find Leon home. But he was nowhere in sight.“Sara, is Leon back?” she asked one of the maids.Sara shook her head with a scoff. “No, Miss Isabella. He was
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53: Shot in the head and tossed like a corpse
Leon came out from the lake, dragging his soaked body onto the shore. His clothes clung to him, drenched and heavy, as he collapsed onto the ground, water dripping from every inch of him.“They really do have a habit of tossing people into lakes around here,” he muttered, shaking his head in mild irritation.His gaze dropped to his waterlogged clothes with a frown, then shifted back to the lake’s surface which was tainted with the blood of a lot of people.“With all this modern progress, humans still haven’t outgrown the need to kill each other,” he said under his breath. As he scanned the shadows surrounding him, his eyes locked onto a figure, Jarvis, standing just behind him.Furrowing his brows, he stood up to his feet, turning to him. “You followed me again, didn't you?”Jarvis quickly shook his head. “No. I was… trying to protect you, but my guards were useless, and too late. I was told you were killed and thrown into the lake by Victor Marston.”Leon’s lips curved into a dry, m
52: Visit from a goddess
Isabella stormed into the house, slamming her handbag onto the couch and letting out a furious scream. It was already late, but Gerald, still awake, descended the stairs when he heard the commotion.“Isabella, are you alright?” he asked, concern in his voice.She turned to look at her father. Then she shook her head with a crying face. “No, Daddy, I’m not okay! Not even close!”“What happened?” Gerald asked, then added, “And I heard about the celebration at Reign Hotel on the tenth floor. You must have seen it yourself... it’s all over the news.”Isabella let out a bitter laugh and nodded. “Yes. I don't know how Leon did it, but it was him. He threw a birthday celebration for his new girlfriend, Diane Lancaster.”Gerald was taken aback by it. “Isabella, what are you trying to say? That worthless boy? The one I used to chew out like nothing? He was nothing more than my punching bag! Hosting an event on the tenth floor? You must be joking.”“I wish I was,” Isabella muttered. “And everyo
51: The true subject [2]
Leon had woken up just as the car pulled up in front of a warehouse. Two men roughly shoved him out of the vehicle, but he played along, looking around and wondering what was going on. Then his gaze tilted at the entrance. There stood Victor with a smirk on his face, but there was something about him now. Something darker.Victor chuckled and walked over to him. “Well, well, Leon. I heard you had a… big day today. Pretty surprising to say the least.”“You reek of death, Victor,” Leon said, his eyes narrowing. “What the hell have you been up to?”A slow, satisfied grin spread across Victor’s face. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you. You see… I’ve been experimenting on ways to kill you, and I finally had a breakthrough. And now, I got my hands on the true subject.” He looked Leon in the eyes “You.”Leon raised an eyebrow. “You killed people just to kill me?”Victor nodded with enthusiasm. “Yes! You know what? Come on, let me show you. You’ll know them.”Leon followed him into the
50: The true subject
“Leon, thank you for everything today. But if you don’t mind me asking… how did you pull all this off?” Donald couldn't wait to ask as soon as the birthday celebration came to an end.Diane and Abigail turned to Leon, their expressions filled with awe because everything that had happened still felt too surreal.Leon simply replied, “Does it really matter? I did it for your daughter. Just enjoy the moment and stop asking questions.”Donald blinked, a little taken aback, then exchanged a quick glance with Abigail before nodding. “Right… of course.”Diane lit up with a bright smile and suddenly wrapped her arms around Leon, resting her face against his chest. The unexpected gesture caught him off guard, and he stood there, frozen, not returning the hug.“Thank you, Leon. I don’t know why you’d go this far for me, but…” she pulled back a little, then rose on her toes to place a soft kiss on his cheek. “It means the world to me.”Leon‘s gaze flickered around her, finding himself in an awkw
49: Diane’s birthday [11]
Leon’s calm voice cut through the confusion. “Are you trying to kill him?”Dean paused, eyes widening. “I… can skip the lake part, if you’d prefer. Or whatever you say, Mr. Ashford.”Larry immediately dropped to his knees before Leon. “Please! Please, brother! Don’t let them kill me, I’m begging you!”Leon looked down at him coolly. “No, I won’t let them kill you…”Larry let out a breath of relief.Then Leon added with a faint smirk, “Death’s far too merciful. Break his arms. Break his legs. And make him unable to procreate!”Larry’s face twisted in horror. His eyes bulged like they might burst from his skull.Everyone in the ballroom swallowed hard. Even the men instinctively shielded their groins.Leon turned to Diane with a slight smirk. “Or do you think that’s too harsh? The choice is yours.”Diane blinked, startled by how close his face suddenly was. Her heart pounded in her chest, and for a moment, she found herself wondering who exactly was he.“I’m fine with it,” Donald answer
48: Diane’s birthday [10]
Greg’s face went pale with fear. He knew without a doubt that Lancaster Enterprises would collapse if they lost their contracts with the Vale Group.“P-President Vale, why... please…” he stammered, panic seizing his voice. Then, in desperation, he pointed at Brianna. “You just need her to kneel and apologize, right?! Brianna, what are you waiting for?! Get on your knees and beg!”“Grandpa…” Brianna’s voice trembled, tears welling up in her eyes. The idea of kneeling before Leon and Diane felt unbearable. “Please don’t make me… I can’t do it…”“You can and you will!” Greg roared. “If you don’t, you’re out of this family, do you hear me? You’ll lose everything! Now kneel!”His harsh threat sent a wave of dread through Brianna, and her entire body began to shake. As the proud Young Lady of the Lancasters, giving up her status and the luxurious life she’d always known was unthinkable.“Diane, Leon, I-I’m sorry…” she muttered weakly.Dean’s icy voice cut through the air. “What was that? I
47: Diane’s birthday [9]
“What’s going on here? Why is the second most prominent man in the city shaking hands with that so-called pauper?”“Did something happen behind the scenes that we don’t know about?”“Even if something did happen, what’s the story here? Most of us have never had the honor of even standing next to Christopher Vale, and yet someone who probably doesn’t have a hundred bucks to his name is getting that opportunity. It doesn't make any sense.”Murmurs of confusion erupted in the room.Greg, meanwhile, was thrilled just to breathe the same air as Christopher Vale. A man like that could shift the future of his entire family, though he couldn't help but also wonder what was going on.Why was he shaking hands with Leon? Larry cleared his throat, trying to insert himself. “Uh, President Vale, I believe you may have mistaken that man for someone else.”At once, heads nodded in agreement, as if they’d finally found a logical explanation.“Yes, that has to be it.”“But who could he have mistaken h
46: Diane’s birthday [8]
Diane was about to say something, but Donald held her back, before facing his father. “I get that you're my father, and Diane is your granddaughter, but you have no right to act like this or to force her into doing something she doesn't want. We’re not that desperate. She's your granddaughter, and you're selling her off. Is that right?” Greg let out a sharp scoff, looking around as all eyes seemed to be on them. Then he replied, “Selling her off? What do you take me for? A peddler? Don't be ridiculous! Mr. Payson simply wants to work with Diane, nothing more!” Donald looked at him in disbelief. “Dad, don’t tell me you actually believe that.” Greg shook his head at his son’s audacity. “You, a criminal who’s brought nothing but shame to my name, insulting me! The fact that I've been giving you so many passes has made you unmannered! How dare you?! I'm gonna call the police on you right now to get you out of my sight! It’s time for you to pay for your criminalities against my family
45: Diane’s Birthday [7]
Every gaze landed on Diane, most of them filled with smug amusement. No one in the room could seriously believe that Leon, the infamous live-in son-in-law of the Hartwells, had the power or status to orchestrate something so grand. It was laughable. Diane scoffed quietly, knowing full well Brianna had made the comment just to humiliate her. Still, a trace of doubt crossed her mind. Leon had told everyone in the room there’d be a birthday celebration for her. And he hadn’t struck her as the kind of man who lied, at least, not for something like this. But this? This was too much. They barely even knew each other. She couldn’t even begin to tell what they were anymore—were they friends? Was he only sticking around because she begged for protection? The lines were too blurry. The idea that this entire event so extravagant it drew the city’s elite could be for her? It felt ridiculous, and believing it would only make her feel naive and blindly stupid. He couldn’t have gone this fa
