Hypnathos shot backwards to create enough distance between him and Liam, needing time to activate his authority. He couldn't rely on Liam being naive, but thankfully, Liam didn’t seem intent on stopping him. Hypnathos grinned, closing his eyes and pointing his palm at Liam. In any other scenario, Liam might have thought he was gearing up for an energy blast—if such a thing even existed. "Be careful." Jane's voice echoed in Liam's ear from kilometers away. He had no idea how she could defy the laws of physics like that, but he promised himself to ask her about it once this was over. The air around them grew heavy, startling Liam from his reverie. The space between him and Hypnathos seemed to warp. The boulders Liam had been lifting hung suspended in midair without the aid of his aura. The bubbling lava cooled into black igneous rock. Liam felt the pressure mounting and considered breaking the unwritten rules of combat to interrupt Hypnathos' power-up. But he decided against it. "Th
Jane moved over to the unconscious Hypnathos, and with a single wave of her hand he's body vanished into thin air, pocketed away like a piece of paper."Come on, let's go home". Jane said as she walked to Liam's side, She used her powers to transport them to the location in the first place, so it was only logical that she'll do the same while returning.But this time she waited for Liam to prepare himself, she even glanced in he's direction and said plainly. "Not bad".And without a sound the duo vanished into thin air, Leaving behind a silent forest haunted by the residual aura of a Hegemon and a corrupted demigod. But the silence didn't last long, Barely a moment after Jane and Liam left a small mirror appeared in mid air and out of it a figure walked out, it was the figure of a woman.This woman was incredibly beautiful, she had star like hair that dropped all the way to her ankles, like her hair literally seemed to have the starry skies flowing through them, but that wasn't all,
“COME OUT AND FACE ME, YOU LITTLE HARLOT!” "Well, isn't this a mess? To think knocking on my door would require so much finesse. I’m flattered." The mother of two turned her fiery gaze towards the nonchalant voice. Floating above the only intact house on the block was Jane. But what truly infuriated her was Jane’s confidence. Jane stood there in her underwear, staring straight into her enemy's eyes. The mother of two clenched her teeth, her eyes literally spewing flames as raw killing intent slowly permeated the air. “Where are my children?” Jane raised her nose to the heavens and said arrogantly, “I killed them. So, what are you going to do?” “You... street rat!” the mother of two snarled through clenched teeth. [Master, you haven’t been a master for long. You still don’t have access to all your powers yet. Remember, you are not yet invincible on this low-level star.] “Melinoe, I can still beat her, right?” [Well, yes, but you will suffer some degree of injuries. I do not reco
Liam turned his gaze towards Jane. She and the mother of two were locked in a fierce stare-off, until, without warning, they both vanished. Liam was astounded. He channeled aura into his eyes but still couldn't trace them; it was as if they had moved into an entirely different dimension. "Hybris." With a whoosh, she zapped to his shoulder, her expression cloudy. It was clear she found it annoying that Liam stubbornly refused to accept his fate, clinging to pointless mortal emotions and the delusional bonds of family. Nonetheless, he was still her master and the current Hegemon. "Help me trace their movements," he commanded. Hybris glanced skeptically at the now-empty spot where Jane and the mother of two had stood. [Try spreading your divine sense to the location.] "What's a divine sense?" Liam asked skeptically. [Do you remember that during your fight with Hypnathos, you were able to sense his exact movements even from a blind spot or while blinking? A divine sense grants you t
**The Next Day** The entire country was in shock as the news spread like wildfire. Every media outlet covered it, and social media buzzed with discussions. Older generations tended to believe the government's narrative, but the younger generation finally had answers to the mysteries and inexplicable events occurring around the world. It wasn't just editing; it was them. The world government had tried desperately to hide their existence, but in the end, all walls had ears, and the one built around this secret loved to gossip. Bell went to school as usual, although she occasionally trembled and looked sleep-deprived. All the students who were put to sleep by Hypnathos eventually woke up without injuries, but Max was nowhere to be seen after the inexplicable events of the previous day. Most people wouldn't return to school after experiencing what Bell had, but she knew she had to. The news hadn't mentioned it, probably because the large-scale terrorist bombing made the headlines, she
Bell froze in place. Sitting leisurely on the bed was her mother. Bell grimaced slightly before glancing back at the balcony. Running away wasn't much of an option anymore. "Mom, I... I was—" "Don't try to justify your actions," her mother interrupted sharply, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "I'm not as stupid as you think." Bell immediately swallowed back her words and hung her head low. "Sorry," she whispered lightly. Her mother gazed silently at her daughter before sighing deeply. "Apologizing won't change much; only your actions will. I heard Max vanished yesterday, barely a day after Liam... I know you're worried, but you'll have to let the authorities do their job. A helpless teenage girl can't hope to make much of a difference. Trust me, I learned that the hard way." Her mother's voice softened, her expression clouding as if she were reminiscing about a distant past. "No," Bell said softly. "What was that?" "I'm not just a helpless child. Yesterday, I witness
"Doesn't anyone else live here?" Bell asked as the massive black doors of Harper's Castle creaked open. "It's called a castle because of how massive and old-fashioned the building is. Harper comes from old money, so most of her family’s mansions are pretty ancient, some even over a hundred years old," Bell thought, glancing around. "No, I live alone. The caretakers come in the morning and leave in the evening. I'm not from Washington, so my parents aren’t here year-round," Harper replied, her voice echoing in the vast, empty hall. "Oh," Bell said as Harper led her deeper into the castle. They ascended a flight of stairs and walked through a dark corridor. The walls were mostly undecorated, except for a conspicuous painting of an old duchess in ancient European noble attire. "Is your family from Europe?" Bell inquired. "No," Harper answered plainly. "Here we are, your very own room." Harper smiled, though the gesture didn't reach her eyes. Bell fell silent, slowly walking
The old door to Bell's room slowly creaked open. Bell stared menacingly at the intruder, her body occasionally fidgeting with nervous energy.Harper glanced down at Bell, who was near petrified with fear, sulking in the corner of the room."Come on, it's time for breakfast," she said with a light smile that seemed almost genuine to Bell."I wanna go home.""It's a little too late for that."...A few moments later, both Bell and Harper were seated at a massive dining table that stretched from one end of the hall to the other. Bell finally somewhat relaxed after seeing several people working, doing basic house management chores, and cooking for the master of the castle and herself—at least she assumed they were people.Bell's hands trembled incessantly, to the point that she barely even touched her plate."Are you alright?" Harper asked, almost condescendingly.Bell glanced up at Harper with an inexplicable expression. She didn't know if it was the fact that a teenager could survive in