Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 569

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He turned around to leave when Percival stopped him.

"There is something I'm curious about. Why are you so hell-bent on killing Henry Hargraves? I understand he killed the majority of humanity, but he had no choice. He didn't do anything wrong—"

"I'm not punishing him for his past actions," Alan said, cutting off Percival. "I'm just eliminating the possibility of a single person hoarding too much power."

History proved that whenever a single person had too much power, they would bring a calamity.

Zeus was the perfect example.

One Above All was another. He might have sacrificed himself for the world, but his personality before that wasn't good.

He was known for disrespecting people and acting on whim.

"So you will eliminate anyone who has a chance to become far stronger than others?"

"Yes. A society where people have varying strength can never be stable. That's why I will remove anyone who threatens to upset the balance."

Percival sighed.

Zeus Clan never cared about geniuses. What they focused on was making all members powerful.

It was why they trained all children until they bled, and why they did not give too many privileges to Morrigan even though she was a genius.

The Luminera continent was engulfed in hidden chaos as God Clans began to fight amongst themselves.

The public rage was reduced after the heroic sacrifice of One Above All was revealed.

But it never disappeared.

Henry did not care about the public.

He only spent his time and focus on Layla.

He did everything he could do to live a moment longer and look over his sister. He did not want to leave her orphaned.

Ten years later, Henry was barely alive.

He lay on a bed in a hospital room.

His pulse had weakened considerably, and according to doctors he did not have much time left.

"Where is Layla?" he asked in a normal tone despite having difficulty in breathing. His pride refused to let him show weakness.

"She is asleep," Amelia answered.

She bit her lips and clenched her fists. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes.

She had always known that something was wrong when Henry asked her to help him raise Layla, but she always consoled herself by saying Henry was at least peak Exalted and could live for hundreds of years.

She told herself that he would not die and he was just being cautious.

'No. Not again.'

Amelia regretted her past actions. In blind anger, she had refused to converse or interact with Henry unless absolutely necessary.

And now, she could no longer do that even if she wanted to.

"Why are… you like this…? Why are you… dying…." She eked the words out. She didn't want him to die.

Henry did not answer her.

After a few minutes, he exhaled and spoke, "Amelia, thank you for always looking after Layla."

"No. Don't say that."

"If you hadn't been here, I would have no idea how to raise a child."