Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 564

The Seven Sovereign of Emotions snarled. "We'll try again. He'll break. Even steel breaks when heated enough times. Even diamonds shatter under the right pressure."

But this wasn't steel.

And this wasn't about pressure.

This was something else.

Nameless Death opened his eyes in the next nightmare.

This time, he was a young man standing in front of a crumbling shrine. Alone again. He had no memory, or a guide.

All he had was an old sword and a sky full of ash.

He took a step forward.

Not because he remembered.

Not because he knew what waited.

But because something inside him refused to stop.

One foot. Then another.

The wind howled. The shrine collapsed behind him.

And he kept walking.

Inside the prison, the woman watched that cracked diamond pulse once more. It was a slow, steady beat, and the pulse was stronger than before.

She stepped back from the soul. Her fingers curled. The smile faded from her lips.

"He hasn't given up." She bit her nails. "Does he even know the meaning of giving up?"

The Seven Sovereign of Emotions narrowed their ever-shifting eyes.

They said nothing.

But for the first time, they hesitated.

The seven Sovereigns of Emotion turned to the woman.

"We only ask for a little more time," The Sovereign of Despair said quietly.

The Sovereign of Joy followed, his tone pleading. "There must be something else we can try. A different path, a delay, anything."

But the woman's expression was unreadable. Her eyes, once patient, now carried the weight of finality.

"There's no time left," she said. "The Nameless Death will be taken by the Alliance in a month. That's already been decided."

The Sovereign of Rage clenched his fists. "We could stop them. Your Majesty, you should not listen to those—"

"Silence." Her voice cut through him, calm but firm. "You all had your chance. You failed to awaken him."

The Sovereigns fell silent.

One by one, they looked at her, hoping to find hesitation in her gaze.

Instead, they saw a cold, steady will.

There was no room left for pleading.

"I don't have any use of you anymore," she said. "Leave."

None of them moved.

Then she looked at them, and they shivered.

That gaze wasn't one they had ever seen from her.

It was the gaze of someone who had discarded doubt. Someone who was about to take a final step, no matter the cost.

They turned away.

The Sovereign of Anger vanished first, then the Sovereign of Fear, then the Sovereign of Hope.

One after another, the Sovereigns disappeared, leaving her alone in the quiet chamber. Alone with him.

The Nameless Death still lay motionless, bound in silence.

The woman walked forward and knelt beside him.

Her hands trembled for just a moment. Then they stopped.

White flames emerged from her fingers.

The power of Willpower Element flickered and surged into the air, coating the space around her with heatless intensity.

Normally, she would break a person's willpower before absorbing it.

It was the only safe method.

Even a weak foreign willpower could pull her in, contaminate her essence, merge with her mind if she wasn't careful.

But she had no time for caution.

And she couldn't weaken his will even after trying to do so for centuries.

His willpower was smaller than hers, but purer.

It was dangerous to absorb it.

But the woman had made her choice.

After absorbing others for eons, her own willpower had grown massive, layered with countless echoes of others.

But the density and purity of his willpower, was unmatched.

It would make her a Heavenbreaker.

So she began the fusion.

The white flames around her intensified. Her body stiffened. She could feel the pressure of his will meeting hers. Their minds brushed, then collided.

In the next breath, the chamber disappeared.

She found herself standing in a vast and empty white space.

It was 'his' mental world.

He was there.

The Nameless Death stood a short distance away. His gaze was calm as he stared at her. There was no surprise in his eyes, or fury.

The woman frowned slightly and walked forward.

"I expected you to be angry," she said. "Or to attack me. After all, you must remember everything now. So why are you calm?"