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BrokenEmperor

The Emperor that ruled the world is reborn in another, a quiet man covered with mysteries. He encounters his fated one, the only one who can meet his cold eyes. He wishes to live a normal life, she wishes to rule. Read the story of the couple, the male lead facing his demons, while the female lead strives to walk her path.

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Chapter 64

What just happened? These words ran through the army's minds.

Three creator gods with their followers, no mere than a sec, disappeared just like that.

The primordial Chaos had her eyes calm but her hands were shaking, she didn't see his energy nor could react to it reaching and crushing these people.

Has Cayn, reached yet another level?

Her eyes closed as she sighed.

Everyone here, who even heard rumors didn't believe in Cayn's words letting anyone live.

They heard about him enough, to know how merciless he was, how bloodthirsty he was.

For she is now his enemy, only death awaited her.

Her eyes fell on him.

For the longest time, she loathed him.

And now even more as she stared at his interaction with that woman beside him.

What was this feeling of pain in her heart?

Cayn, from hating him because of his growing powers, to being jealous, to only thinking about him, the only man worthy to stand by her side?

She loathed his indifference towards her. But she still grew to love him.

She couldn't stop her feelings from growing for him.

And now she still had to stand as an enemy in front of him.

Was it because of her duty?

No. No more.

This suffocating feeling kept growing in her heart as she saw him kill these creatures in front of her.

A man not afraid to fight the world.

And she is here still finding excuses to hate him.

No more.

The primordial chaos, started walking slowly towards Cayn who slowly made his energy disappear.

The atmosphere quietened down.

The primordial god of death and war stood there smirking.

"Yes. For your brother," he thought as he stared at her figure lustfully.

Cayn stood there quietly as she stood in front of him.

Cayn saw the future. He saw what this woman did to him, and, for him.

He saw, what happened after they took his family hostage.

Maybe those words he said, in the beginning, weren't for mere other creatures to surrender.

Maybe, it was for her.

The primordial chaos stood in front of him.

She raised her graceful and beautiful hands. She could be said to be more beautiful than any woman created.

A woman, of incomparable beauty, that even Diana and Amina fell short in front of her.

She was the first woman born in the universe.

She was, the supreme beauty.

And yet to this date, she was never touched.

She never had a partner.

Her white hands sparkled as if they were veiled by magic.

And then she slowly sat on her knees.

Watching this the primordial death and war roared in rage.

"YOU BITCH! DON'T YOU DARE! OTHERWISE, YOUR BROTHER WILL SUFFER AT YOUR HANDS!"

He furiously screamed but as much as her hands shook at his words she was unwilling to stand.

Her hands were put, slowly putting her head down as if she was revering Cayn.

The crowd grew silent.

Cayn remained quiet for a moment while the primordial chaos was clenching his fist angrily.

She didn't move from her place.

"Is this your final decision?" He spoke after a while.

"Yes," her voice was gentle and tender.

"You made me wait too long," spoke Cayn as walked closer.

"Hmm?" She raised her head finally, but she didn't dare look him in the eye.

She suddenly felt his hand patting her head.

"Thank you, Ayaka," his voice was gentle this time.

Her eyes widened, and her tears fell without her noticing. "Eh?"

She didn't know why he was thankful. She thought he would still cut her head.

She was prepared as she already had enough of this life, of living like this.

"Diana, help her, she is a dear friend." He walked up to the army leaving Diana running to Ayaka's side to help her.

She remained confused even when Diana held her to stand up.

She hurriedly cleaned her tears.

Diana also had a lot of questions.

But no one spoke a word.

Until Cayn did.

"Now, I shall wait no more." His evil smile disappeared long ago.

His eyes finally fell on Raphael again.

As if cayn was controlling himself and finally let go.

Raphael shook at Cayn's cold eyes.

"W-what?"

"I know everything you did."

"B-but Amir couldn't tell you. How did you know?"

"I can see the future." Everyone's eyes widened.

Was that why, Cayn unleashed that massive killing intent? Because he saw the future?

Raphael suddenly started laughing like a madman. "Does that mean the plan worked in the future you saw?" He kept laughing.

Cayn didn't speak no more and closed his eyes while tilting his head relaxing his neck muscles.

He raised his hands a bit, clenched his hands with his knuckles cracking on their own.

Veins appeared all over his body and head as he was furious.

He was truly furious.

If it weren't for Ayaka.

If it wasn't for her killing his family because they had enough.

Seeing his family suffer such a faith crueler than slaves. A treatment worse than what happened to his parents in his first life.

If it weren't for Ayaka ending their lives followed by her brother's.

All these people suffered at the hands of Raphael and the primordial death.

If it weren't for her easing their pain from suffering for eternity.

Cayn couldn't forgive himself. Even in the future, he wasn't knowing of the suffering they lived through and merely acted on orders.

But now he knew. Now he saw.

In the future, it was blamed on Ayaka for tutoring his family.

She died by his hands without even putting up a fight.

Cayn was blinded by rage and killed her.

All because of their plot.

All because of them.

Ayaka saved his family and she was the reason they died happily.

She took on the burden of freeing them, even if it meant dying by the other gods' hands.

But she didn't know they would plot for cayn to be the one to kill her.

she didn't know, she would die by the hands, of the man she always loved.

And even in this battle in the future, Ayaka never participated.

Even when she acted like she was the one who hated him the most she never truly ever did something wrong to him or his family.

For him to be played by mere bitches.

For him to be played like this.

Death, was an easy thing to give them.

No...no...

He wanted something more than torturing them.

He wanted them to taste despair.

He will give them despair.

He, shall be their greatest nightmare.

Horror, terror, fear, he shall install all into their hearts.

And before long, his dark energy roared in space.

Planets and galaxies trembled.

This realm, only created by Cayn's dragon couldn't handle it anymore and broke down.

Cracks appeared and the infinite void entered.

This was a normal occurrence. A fight between these powerhouse levels couldn't happen inside a dimension.

Everyone else clenched their teeth and roared releasing their powers.

The primordial death and Raphael did the same.

They raised their spears and swords.

Cayn opened his arms.

With his magnificent body, his broad back and shoulders were like a pair of wings.

But suddenly true black wings appeared behind him.

Graceful and majestic shape.

Terrifying and cruel black.

A dark spear appeared in his right hand.

He raised it.

Brought it all the way back.

His muscles flexed hard as he posed for a second.

He took a steamy breath.

Sss.

A quick sound.

Cayn's body disappeared, only to reappear again in the same place with no spear in his hand and his arm stretched out.

As if the world was in delay.

A huge round wave appeared in front of his body with a terrifying sound as if the spear broke through the laws of the universe.

Raphael and the primordial wisdom saw the world pausing in front of them.

Their bodies didn't move.

Their eyes, suddenly fell on the spear a few meters by their side.

Standing in the air, at a millimeter from the eye of a creator god with the head of a bird.

The world, truly stopped breathing.

Then.

Utter, destruction.

everything behind that man had their bodies cut in half.

A black hole formed in between the bodies of the dead.

Swallowing up everything that stopped moving and slowly getting bigger.

The remaining had their breaths taken away.

Their eyes rose hastily to Cayn again.

He, had another spear in his hand, stretching, murderously staring at the ants below him.

Raphael's eyes started tearing up. It was obvious he was leaving them for last.

And this was the first time, he was on the other end, of Cayn's terror.

Screams and begging voices rang behind him as he watched Cayn's body freeze in motion again,

The world and their bodies stopped breathing.

Again.