Become A Character Who Dies Within Three Chapters

Aboli looked at Louis' faint smile on the screen, her gaze deep, the corners of her lips curving into a delighted grin.

"Perhaps we'll see Louis again soon," she said softly.

Luna's voice rang sharply in Aboli's mind, grating to the ears: "We've already met Louis before you did!"

Aboli laughed, ignoring the tone of the defeated one at her mercy.

"Then this time, let's see who reaches him first, shall we?" Aboli chuckled, issuing her challenge.

Luna burst out laughing: "You'll definitely lose!"

With that, she cut the connection.

Aboli sat back in her chair, her hand gently caressing the screen that kept replaying Louis' smile on loop.

My god, Louis, you genuinely are the most fascinating human I've ever met…

"Let's hope you don't die too soon," Aboli murmured. She also believed Louis wouldn't die so easily—scammers tended to live long, sometimes even thrive, didn't they?

—Underground laboratory of Athena—

Swish!

The automatic doors slid open, and Athena walked in, her entire body still reeking of fresh blood.

Sylus, lying on the experiment table, stirred slightly and snapped his eyes open.

He wore no shirt, only a pair of patient trousers. His face was terribly pale, the veins across his body bulging, turned pitch black—like countless roots coiling around him, as though they could burst at any moment, bringing unbearable agony.

This was the second day of his confinement here. Yet Athena had invested much effort into him.

She kept injecting strange substances into his body. Sylus was certain the drug could alter genes from the changes he felt within himself.

Athena's experiment was trying to break him down. Sylus had once asked her in pain whether she had tampered with his memories—Athena had admitted it all. But still, Sylus had found no trace of his true memories.

He had lost his patience. If no clues could be extracted from Athena, he had no choice but to accept that his memories were gone.

It was time to deal with Athena. The very fact that she dared tamper with his memories was reason enough for her to die.

Recalling the rapid heartbeat from the past, Sylus forced himself to be calm. He reminded himself to wake up, Sylus—that was just a rewritten memory. He felt he could deal with Athena without letting those lingering emotions cloud his judgment.

Athena walked over with a smile, seeing Sylus' eyes locked onto her. Sweetly, she said:

"You miss me terribly, don't you?"

As she spoke, she picked up a syringe from the side—inside was a pitch-black liquid radiating a sinister aura.

Athena's icy hand traced along Sylus' bulging veins as she smiled and said:

"After ten injections, your body is fully prepared for this final one, Sylus. Don't worry, it'll only hurt a little. Once this syringe pierces you, you'll undergo a complete transformation! Aren't you excited?"

Sylus curled his lips into a sneer:

"I only want to kill you."

Hearing that, Athena couldn't help but laugh, mocking Sylus' helplessness and foolishness:

"You'll kill me? Hahaha, heavens, how terrifying that sounds!"

Then suddenly she snapped her fingers, as though recalling something. Narrowing her eyes at him, she drawled:

"Aren't you curious why I came late today? My god, Louis was so desperate—he actually teamed up with Joshua and snuck into my office, to try and rescue you."

Her expression twisted into a mock sorrow:

"And wouldn't you know it, I forgot to put the muzzle on G today. Hahaha! Tell me, what's the relationship between you two? Ah, but it doesn't matter anymore. After today, you will no longer be Sylus, and Louis will be nothing more than a corpse!"

With that, Athena forcefully drove her hand down, intending to plunge the syringe into Sylus' flesh!

But the next instant, her expression shifted into disbelief:

"No… impossible!"

Her hand holding the syringe had been caught in an iron grip—Sylus had broken free of his restraints!

Bang!

His other hand tore loose as well. He sat up, head slightly bowed, long hair veiling his face, cloaking him in an eerie darkness.

Then suddenly he lifted his head, fixing Athena with eyes as black as smoke.

"Don't joke! Louis will not die!"

Word by word, Sylus growled, before crushing Athena's hand in his grasp.

"AAAAHHH!"

Athena screamed in agony as her hand instantly shifted into a mechanized form. A claw shot out, slashing toward Sylus.

He dodged and flung her across the room!

But with his movement, the swollen black veins on his body seemed to burst open, fresh blood seeping endlessly, soaking him until he looked as if he had just walked out of a pool of thick, black gore.

Athena's body slammed into the lab wall with a resounding crash. She quickly rose, one hand morphing into claws, the other into a massive energy cannon.

Clack!

At the same time, the entire laboratory shifted. Panels in the walls slid open, unleashing bio-robot swarms that flooded out like a hive of wasps, surrounding Sylus.

Their bodies were bristling with weaponry, countless red targeting sights locked onto him, ready to shred him into a sieve.

Athena leveled her cannon at Sylus, roaring:

"Die!"

As if on command, the bio-robots activated, unleashing a relentless storm of bullets toward Sylus like an endless downpour!

Sylus stood trapped in the center, looking so small, so fragile—yet he didn't even bother to dodge!

BOOM! RATATATATAT!

Dust clouds exploded upward, shrouding the view, and spent shells scattered across the floor in heaps.

Athena stayed back, a satisfied smile curling at her lips.

Sylus, if you won't obediently serve as a test subject, you might as well die!

These bio-robots were the product of her many years of research, each loaded with heavy weaponry. Even a transcendent body would be riddled with holes here—let alone Sylus!

Sylus must be dead! Sylus must…

"No! Impossible!" Athena screamed.

She saw Sylus' figure charging forward through the haze like a war machine tearing through the battlefield. With a single kick, he crumpled one of her bio-robots, over three meters tall, into a broken heap, its systems crashing as it collapsed.

The entire swarm of "bees" had been reduced to useless scrap metal!

Athena raised her weapon, firing at Sylus in disbelief. But it was futile—the energy blasts struck him like feathers brushing against steel! Aside from his torn trousers, his body hadn't suffered the slightest scratch!

How? How, how, how?! How could this be?!

If his skin was this impenetrable, how had her syringes managed to pierce him before?

Why—why was Sylus this strong? Why?!

Athena collapsed weakly to the floor, the calm mask she had worn completely shattered. Her eyes fixed on Sylus, filled with hatred, as though she wanted to devour him alive.

Sylus crushed the mangled metal underfoot. Amidst the ruin and shadow of the lab, he was the only one still standing tall.

Athena suddenly smiled, trembling hands reaching toward him:

"Sylus… you love me. Have you forgotten?"

Her body quivered, her gaze locked on him. Suddenly, she remembered what her father had once told her—

"Athena, your intelligence and arrogance mean nothing before absolute power."

Athena had grown sick of sitting as heir that day, watching fools prance about in front of her.

She wanted to be the master of the Aurellan family. For that, her father had to die.

Everything had gone smoothly. Her father quickly weakened, bedridden. At the very end, he calls Athena and speaks those words to his side.

"You knew I was the one who killed you?" Athena had asked curiously, puzzled as to how he could have realized it.

Lord Aurellan had only looked at her calmly, with neither rage nor madness, and said only that one line.

Athena had laughed it off:

"Father, you are the one who is helpless and foolish. As for me—I am the one who possesses absolute power."

Lord Aurellan had only shaken his head. Even then, he hadn't known whether Athena's existence would be the Aurellan family's fortune—or its downfall.

"Those who dwell in Zone 1… they aren't there because of luck, Athena. They are monsters—immortal monsters, beings that stand on the same level as gods."