readsfreenovel Chapter 258 Regret - S01E07
Chapter 258 Regret - S01E07
In short, you are now filled with regret.
...or rather, regret.
After Shirley stopped the tense atmosphere between you and the broadcast demon, you turned your head away, too lazy to look at her a second time.
Now, the only time you have the patience to give this sinful lord your attention is for the moment of killing him and eliminating any future threat.
...But is that all there is to it?
Watching Wendigo being forcibly dragged away by Shirley, his brows furrowed and his smile twitching, the icy-faced dragon girl waved her sleeves, which carried a chilling wind.
Encountering demons fighting and brawling among themselves in Hell seems to be a common occurrence.
After you stopped your obviously ominous "conversation," the onlookers in the ogre town who had been standing there watching all this scattered like birds.
...Probably because they found it boring, anyway, you and the broadcasting demon didn't end up fighting tooth and nail.
Thinking this, because you didn't want to see the sinner lord's disgusting face again, you impatiently and coldly squeezed through the unfamiliar crowd, finally stopping at the window of the retro shop across the street.
The radio demon's scarlet, slender shadow was faintly imprinted on it.
Because he is still alive and standing there, you feel that your murderous intent will only grow stronger.
—You really regret it, but what's the use now?
[If you had removed that annoying red-haired head of the broadcasting demon sooner, things might not have turned out this way.]
You scratch your palm with your fingernails in frustration.
Actually, ever since you started walking with him, your head has been incredibly noisy, like—
What was your motivation for not killing him in the first place? Why did you believe the Radio Demon couldn't do anything? Why Shirley of all people? What possessed you? You're someone who can orchestrate a grand scheme over a year, so why did you so quickly trust that Radio Tyrant, offering your trust like an idiot? The causal threads on the Radio Demon are incredibly thick; can you bear the consequences of killing him? If you create a puppet that looks exactly like him, with a similar trajectory, could you deceive the causal threads? Can you kill him now? Like killing a completely insignificant insect, and then fool Shirley until the causal threads on the Radio Demon become insignificant? Is this feasible? Shouldn't you act now? Perhaps you shouldn't have let the Radio Demon die so easily? What methods should you use to torture him? What methods should you use to make this damned bastard wish he were dead? You're strong enough to kill anyone, so why do causal threads even exist in this world? You can't kill Valentino, nor can you kill the Broadcast Demon. Isn't your power, which prevents you from protecting those close to you, just a huge joke? Why? Why? Why? Why—】
[From the very beginning, you should have chopped off this bastard's head and used it to grow flowers.]
……
"Click."
"Click."
With two unusual, crisp sounds, your pupils contracted, and your gaze involuntarily fell to your palm.
At that moment, two holes appeared in the space of hell as you anxiously scratched at it.
"..."
Your heart skipped a beat, and you impatiently smoothed out the eerie, dark hole and crack with your fingers. But the anxiety in your heart could not be calmed.
A familiar pain spreads from your forehead to the center of your brain. You frown and look coldly at yourself in the shop window.
Under intense emotional fluctuations, your pupils may uncontrollably turn from gold to scarlet.
……
ho.
Seeing her pupils gradually change color as if stained with blood, the dragon girl, whose face grew increasingly cold, pursed her lips into a straight line.
Once the red had been driven away from her eyes, she stretched out her slightly trembling hand and helplessly covered half of her unchanging pale face.
...Then, she suddenly gave a strange laugh.
Haha, yeah, you almost forgot, you weren't exactly a good god to begin with.
If the "divinity" of the God of War brings victory and glory, then its opposite is tyranny, madness, and slaughter.
You are not the same person you were at the beginning.
Just as "He" said, if you want to reign supreme and kill indiscriminately in hell, you don't think anyone can stop you from being completely liberated.
—A jumble of sounds begins to clamor in your mind.
But shouldn't we just wipe out every single bastard in hell who disrespects you or might betray you, leaving no one alive...?
Are you prepared to bear the consequences?
But what happens after that? What should we do? Should we just take it one step at a time?
[...Are you kidding me! You're not the kind of idiot who can do whatever he wants just because he has power!!]
Faced with her absurd idea, the dragon girl's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.
You merge with "He" in the land of exile, and "He" cannot awaken unless your mind falls into slumber or is banished.
So the only thing talking to you in your mind right now is yourself.
...But no one in this world can influence what decisions you make.
Even with eternal life and invincible power, you cannot allow "indulgence" to control your mind and body!
Nothing in this world can force you to abandon your rules as long as you're alive!
[Nobody's here!]
[Nobody's here!]
There's nobody here!
But you are out of control now.
You can forgive Shirley, but that doesn't mean you can forgive the broadcasting demon who betrayed you.
You can indeed quickly sever the influence of the broadcast demon on your future... but that doesn't mean he can stand before you completely intact and talk to you!
Should you pull out his fingernails or teeth, pierce his soul with needles... or perhaps turn him into a human stick?
But none of this is right!
Because you should have killed him!
[It's all his fault! You protected Shirley so well! Your protective shield should have been perfect!!]
The dragon girl gritted her teeth, trying to suppress the terrifying thoughts surging in her eyes and the increasingly violent ideas in her mind.
Overwhelmed by her emotions, her mind was in complete chaos, as if it had been bombed. Countless logical abilities, even those she was proud of, were rendered useless at this moment.
In the shop window, the trembling golden shadow of the Hell Princess falls into the violently trembling eyes of the Eastern Sinner, but the thin, scarlet shadow beside her always pricks your mind like needles—
The background noise of the radio, red hair swaying in the wind, a disdainful gaze...
An arrogant and reckless expression.
It's quite obvious that you made a mistake this time.
You made a mistake.
You are not a god, you can never be as perfect as a god, because you were once human, and no matter how hard you try, you can never be worthy of the power you have gained.
You are easily trusting and prone to betrayal. You cannot help your own family and friends, and can only watch as they go to find a dangerous devil.
The greatest gift you received after attaining divinity was arrogance; you are not at all as selfless as you claim.
You are a lowly and powerless god.
【you……】
……
Stop staring at him.
You've lost your chance to kill him.
……
Why not kill everyone? You're a war god; all life is like an ant before you, just as easily as you manipulate someone's soul.
[Admit it, I am a hypocrite. Even if I speak eloquently, as an unparalleled powerhouse, I can, when in a good mood, slaughter everyone I once helped.]
Because they are weak, they angered you, so they deserve to die.
You are strong, the whole world is your paradise, you shouldn't be so annoyed by such an insignificant character as the Broadcast Demon.
Kill him, kill everyone in hell, and make Shirley realize that you won't tolerate any offense, just as you won't allow anyone to hurt her, even those close to you...
……
【No. 】
It can't be Shirley.
You swore you would never hurt Shirley.
will never.
……
"Crack."
With a pain that had only a slight effect on you, you expressionlessly crushed your wrist bones.