Killed Me? Now I Have Your Power

Next, Kaden and Meris passed time together. They began to talk and laugh, each one sharing their own experiences in Fokay.

It was a sight to behold.

Kaden would never have thought of the possibility of the existence of a City of Cats. That information made him strangely thrilled, like a child who foolishly realized that Hero was real.

He began to ask a lot about how the city was, eyes glimmering like stars on a bleeding night.

Meris was mesmerized by the beauty of his eyes, and even more by his evolved appearance. Prometheus had become like a fire in a blazing winter. Inviting and enchanting. And the Daughter of Frost found her ice melting with a simple curl of his lips.

'Did I truly doubt my love for him?' Meris wondered, before shaking her head, noticing the impatient expression of Kaden.

She was surprised to find such enthusiasm in him. At that instant, Kaden looked more like a child than anything else.

And if one were told that this was the boy who killed the vessel of a god… that being would be found next deep inside the Church of Sorrow, tortured by those madmen.

Meris knew nothing of those things. But she didn't need to, for this aspect of Kaden made her problems disappear. Even if it was but a moment.

She was not the only one.

Kaden was doing the same. His act of curiosity and overwhelming enthusiasm was nothing but a way to help him blur away the event with Inara from his mind.

He wanted to forget. Even if it was but a moment.

Unknowingly, each of them was helping the other patch a stinking wound inside their heart.

A wound that would reopen the moment they found themselves alone.

Yet it mattered not, for at that moment the world was a hazy mess of joyful emotions, making the two youngsters live inside their own sphere of youthful freedom.

So, seeing his eagerness, Meris talked more about her quest. She even told Kaden about her Master-rank skill. Surprisingly, it was a transformation skill.

Her Master skill helped her transform into a cat of frost.

She used it in front of Kaden, and since that day… Prometheus found himself developing an unreasonable love for cats.

'Why aren't you a cat? Chickens are lame.' Kaden whispered to Blanche, a note of disdain inside his voice.

Blanche hid away inside a corner of his heart, weeping tears of injustice.

She was a Mythic beast, respected and feared, yet she felt like a chicken in a farm made for slaughter.

The Phoenix wept harder.

Reditha mocked her greatly.

The two lovers continued their talks idly. During the process, Meris became more and more certain of her next choice.

A heavy choice. The simple fact of thinking about it gave her chills. Yet that was the only thing she could think of.

Life was made of choices.

She needed to make hers and bear the consequences of them.

Would she be able to not buckle or yield under the consequences of her actions?

To stand strong like a woman carved from ice, yet still carrying all her feelings?

Meris didn't know. And at that time, she preferred that ignorance to a poisonous awareness.

So she smiled, and kissed Kaden on the lips.

The man was surprised. "T-That…"

"You have changed, Kaden." Meris said, brushing Kaden's lips with her finger.

"Good or bad way?"

"Of course, good." Meris chuckled, though there was a hint of hollowness inside. "I liked who you were. And I like even more who you are now."

"You lived things, right?" She asked at last.

"Like we all do." Kaden answered, kissing her finger gently.

Meris spared him a deep smile.

"Yet you are so strong, Kaden." She said, licking the finger Kaden had just kissed. "You learn from your experiences and evolve to be better. All the opposite of me."

"Because I make much more mistakes than you." Kaden chuckled, recalling his numerous deaths. "But it's not because I am strong. In a sense, I am weaker than what you believe."

"And don't rush the process, Meris. You will learn when your time to learn comes."

Meris smiled sweetly, snuggled up to him, sniffing his scent, then moaned in ecstasy. Next, she embraced him, swallowing his warmth into her soulless depth.

"Are you truly fifteen years old?" She whispered with a chuckle.

"Honestly, sometimes I wonder the same. I am too smart for a fifteen-year-old child."

"Arrogant, now, aren't we?"

"I would say self-aware."

"Puahhh!" Meris cackled.

And in a burst of sudden emotion, she sprang onto her knees, palms on Kaden's chest before pushing him onto his back.

The bed creaked.

Next, she mounted over him, smirking like a devil.

Giving him no time to react, Meris leaned over her head and plastered her lips onto his. Kaden's eyes dilated, surprise coloring his features. But it didn't last.

Immediately after, he took hold of himself, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, reciprocating and even going as far as injecting his tongue through the gap of her teeth.

Meris moaned.

The kiss was smoochy and loud. The sounds, like water patting dry stone, boomed all around the sterile room.

One could hear the sensual dancing steps of their tongues, the muffled moans of pleasure, and the ragged breathing that came with too much lust pulsing inside their veins.

Then they stopped, their lips parting away slowly from each other, as if unwilling. In the process, a trail of saliva followed Meris's mouth.

It dripped onto her chin. She licked it, silver mirror-like eyes fixed unflinchingly on Kaden.

Prometheus gulped.

Meris's head stayed an inch from Kaden, her face flushed red and hot.

She gave a snarky smile. "Even if I become nothing but frost, I will never forget you, my Kaden. Do you know why?"

Kaden smirked, extending his hand and caressing her cheek. "Enlighten me."

"Because you are my guiding light." She gave him a smack on his lips. "My fire." Another smack. "My monster."

Another smack.

Kaden grinned. "Be careful. You are tempting me too much, Meris. I am good at self-control, but let's not give the devil a way to add a plot twist here."

"Hahaha!!" Meris cackled, head snapping backward, hair swaying. "But let the devil do so! Or are you afraid, sweetheart?"

"Still too young for that, aren't we?" Kaden said.

"Aren't we too young for murder? Yet we murdered, sweetheart."

"That's the world we live in, isn't it?" Prometheus interjected. "We learn to kill before we learn to love."

"That, I can only agree with."

"But a couple of years more." Kaden said. "At eighteen."

Meris paused, then smiled. "At eighteen, then."

She rested her head to his chest with a smile.

'If I am still here. And if I am still the Meris you love and give your heart to.' Meris added inwardly.

Because what she was planning to do might snuff away the last embers of feeling inside her.

Kaden looked at the ceiling. "I will always be here. Just in the same way you will always be with me, even if you doubt that fact."

Meris smiled faintly.

"I can kill billions of people for you." Meris added.

"Now that's what I call bloody romantic." Kaden stifled a laugh. "So why were you doubting your love for me?"

Meris froze for a moment, then, "I… I was afraid." She simply said, voice meek.

Kaden nodded and caressed her head. "Don't be afraid anymore. Fear is a cloud. It makes you blind to the most obvious things in the world."

His voice was soothing. So much so that Meris began to doze away, a smile still on her face.

Prometheus closed his eyes next, warming his fiancée with his blazing heart.

Meanwhile, just outside the door of Meris's room, Mayari stood there, violet eyes glowing with overwhelming emotions clouded by bolts of purple lightning.

Her head was slightly hung low, hair falling over her face like a waterfall of purple flowers, a faint smile smeared across her face.

She was happy.

She was truly happy to see her daughter laugh again.

Mayari had thought that the seal they had put on her was already ruined, broken. But there was still hope.

Still… for how long?

'Would she be able to bear your Ice? Why did you even give her your inheritance?' Mayari thought with frustration.

She didn't blame her past lover for wanting his offspring to bear his power, but not everyone was made to withstand such a level of power.

Sometimes she doubted her daughter could.

Yet it was too late.

Mayari could only pray that her daughter would be strong enough to control her Frost.

If not…

She didn't dare to continue her thoughts. Instead, she spared a last glance at the two lovers, then disappeared in a sizzle of purple lightning.

She had a meeting to attend.

—End of Chapter 371—