It was his zombified father.
Melino? flinched when she saw their father in his current state.
"Close your eyes," Dios said.
She followed his words.
Dios picked the sword from the heaps of treasures.
He did not want his sister to see him kill their father, not with a smile on his face. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
One slash and it was over.
Although the zombies were stronger than an average person, Dios had always been an inhuman freak in terms of physical ability.
He never met anyone better than him.
"Let's go. Keep your eyes closed until we leave the place."
Dios helped his sister out of the treasury.
The world changed that day.
Zombies, mythical beasts, monsters straight out of comics appeared.
A small portion of people started to awaken supernatural powers.
They were revered as gods.
Dios and Melino? were a part of the majority.
They remained unawakened.
Dios was not sad.
Even if the world was turned into hell in just one day, he became free.
Melino?, however, continued to blame herself for the apocalypse.
According to her, opening the silver cube was the cause of everything.
No one really believed her.
The two siblings roamed the shores of America.
They met all sorts of people.
"Dude, see this. They are really calling themselves 'Titans'," Aides spoke. "Hell, their leader is calling himself Kronos."
Aides laughed as he drank inside the bar.
Melino? sat next to him, hanging onto his words with rapt attention.
Dios sat a bit far from them since Melino? did not like him intruding on their 'couple time'.
"Dammit, she was always Dios this, Dios that, when she was a child, but that bastard stole her away from me."
He downed another shot while crying his heart out.
Although he did not show it, he was happy.
Melino? was overcoming her trauma thanks to Aides' help.
While Dios was downing one shot after another, he picked the newspaper.
The newspapers stopped printing when the apocalypse began.
The Titans brought it back.
It was a sign of their power, authority, and a promise they would return the society to what it was.
Dios noticed the photo of Kronos on the front page.
He froze.
A sharp pain tore through his head.
"Francis….?"
Neo's ego surfaced when he recognized Francis.
Francis, Klein and Neo were childhood friends.
There was no way Neo would mistake him for someone else.
The unknown power tried to suppress Neo's ego.
But he held on.
"Why is… Francis…. called Kronos?"
Neo felt like his head was being torn apart.
He hurriedly flipped through the newspaper.
"Fuck…."
It was his world.
The countries, the places, the people.
Even if they were altered after the apocalypse, Neo still recognized them.
A waiter approached him.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"Y-yeah, a minor headache. Nothing serious."
Dios massaged his temples.
"What happened to me?" He stared at the open newspaper. "I feel like I just had a black out."
He ignored the problem when he did not find anything wrong with him.
A few months later, Melino? announced the news to him.
"Aides proposed to me! We are officially going out now!"
"What…?"
Dios stuttered.
"You know, shouldn't you try to find a more capable partner? Like Aides isn't even an awakened. He is—"
"Dios, just congratulate me."
"….Congrats."
Dios never thought his life would get worse.
It did.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades