Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1756

Chapter 1756: Longing

Atticus could never forget that face. That infuriating grin. They were ingrained in his mind.

Ilyshkara’s eyes narrowed. Countless calculations were already racing through her mind. Atticus didn’t care. Asmerion had lied, straight to his face. Then it was safe to assume everything he had told him was a lie.

The Primordials descending. Time running out. Everything. They had been played. He had been played.

His thoughts became a tangled mess.

What now? Was he still supposed to go after the remaining fragments? Was Asmerion even trying to revive Solvath? The Star Killer...

Atticus’ eyes slowly lowered. This must have been its true purpose, why Asmerion had given it to him in the first place.

Assurance. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

A way to make sure he followed through.

’I need to get rid of it.’

Atticus glanced at his katana, then froze.

It was glowing.

"Atticus, listen to me." Ilyshkara stepped forward and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. Her abyss-black eyes held his.

"We’ll figure this out later. First, we’re leaving."

The air around them began to distort, then it froze. It wasn’t just the air. None of them could move. In that sudden stillness, Atticus met his mother’s gaze. They both realized what it meant. Only one power could restrain both of them.

A tremendous impact struck the structure. The ground lurched beneath their feet. The walls groaned, cracks racing through stone. Then an entire section of the mountain was ripped away. Sunlight flooded the chamber, piercing the pitch darkness.

A freakishly tall man hovered above. His body radiated emerald light. Toned. Built for war. A broad grin stretched across his face, one that made Atticus clench his teeth and Ilyshkara pale.

"A-attimax... what are you doing?" Ilyshkara asked.

Atticus had only just met his father, but he knew one thing for certain; his father did not grin.

That was not his father.

His gaze drifted toward the horizon. Two streaks of light were plummeting toward the earth. From their auras... the other Avatars. His father had defeated them, but they weren’t dead.

War raged across the city. Airships unleashed torrents of fire. Countless warriors clashed in the skies. Screams echoed across the land.

Yet the moment the man spoke, everything seemed to fade into the background.

"I asked my warrior for a brief moment. There are a few things I wish to see through personally."

"Asmerion."

Ilyshkara glared at him with naked hatred.

"Hm. Such hostility. Is that any way to look at your better?"

He waved a hand. Ilyshkara’s eyes vanished, leaving crimson blood pouring from empty sockets.

"Mhm! Mhm!"

Veins bulged across Atticus’ neck as he fought against the restraint. No matter how much strength he exerted, it was absolute.

Still, Ilyshkara hadn’t made a sound. Hadn’t even flinched. If she still possessed eyes, Atticus was certain she would still be glaring at the Primordial.

"Hm." Asmerion chuckled. "How stubbornly pointless. I’ll deal with you later."

Then he turned toward Atticus, a gentle smile on his face.

"My child. It’s unfortunate you found out this way. I had hoped to spare you this disappointment."

He raised a hand. The next moment, Atticus found himself lifted from the ground, dangling effortlessly within his grip.

He still couldn’t move, yet his glare could have pierced mountains.

"Come now, don’t look at me like that. You’re about to fulfill a grand purpose. You should be proud."

Atticus felt the restriction around his mouth loosened. But he didn’t shout. He simply asked,

"Why did you kill me?"

"Hm. Impressive. Most people spend their final moments screaming."

Asmerion nodded faintly.

"Despite what you think, not everything I told you was a lie. The other Primordials truly are nearing descent. Time was running out. I needed Solvath’s fragments gathered before that happened. Their arrival would have complicated things, and I dislike complications."

Complicated... it all began to click.

"You’re after Solvath... you want to consume him."

Asmerion’s smile slowly widened.

"Such a remarkable child. It’s unfortunate your fate was decided long before you were born."

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