WPC NOV Winner *** “Hmph, my dumb big sister is in danger!” A mischievous grin spread across his face. “Hehehehe... this gives me the perfect excuse to finally use this treasure I’ve acquired but never bothered with!” He rummaged through his belongings, carefully selecting various items. “A bit of this... and this... and a dash of this.” Boom! The explosion of energy sent a ripple through the air as he laughed maniacally. “Hahaha! It's done! Now, all I need is a compatible host for it.” Years later... “Did I overdo it?” he wondered in awe, watching as his creation wreaked havoc, conquering world after world with ease, as though stealing candies from children. **** As you saw the synopsis, it will be :- Op Mc Harem World Travels And one side beating
The figure inclined his head slightly. "I am what remains of him. You seek my legacy?"
Freya straightened her posture, meeting his gaze. "I do."
Altheron circled her slowly, his presence unnerving but strangely compelling. "You carry life within you. Flames that destroy and restore. Yet you stand before me, seeking the power of death." He paused, his head tilting as though considering her. "Why?"
Freya hesitated, then spoke with conviction. "Because I want to protect the people I care about. Life and death are two sides of the same coin, aren't they? If I can wield both, I can make sure the ones I love survive."
Altheron stopped, his expression unreadable. "A noble sentiment. But power comes with cost. Are you prepared to pay it?"
Freya clenched her fists. "If it means I can stand beside him—if it means I can be strong enough to help him—then yes, I'll pay it."