Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 647

Chapter 647: Choice

"Can we meet her again?" Leonora asked, this time a little louder.

"Yes," he replied.

There was no hesitation in his tone, or sign of doubt.

"What if she gets reincarnated into the past?" she asked next.

"That’s not possible," he said. "With her talent, if she had reincarnated into the past, we would have heard about her. She would’ve risen to the top by now. And I would’ve felt the connection with her."

"Are you sure?"

"I am. She will reincarnate in the future. We’ll meet her then."

Leonora hesitated, then asked again, "What if she ends up in a bad family?"

"I gave her techniques. They are enough for her to survive on her own. Even if the worst happens... she’ll manage."

"But what if—"

Leonora kept asking him questions.

Her hand had moved without her realizing, grasping the cuff of Nameless Death’s sleeve tightly.

Her fingers trembled.

Her questions didn’t follow logic. But Nameless Death wasn’t surprised. She was worried about her daughter, and thus asking those questions.

He looked down at her hand, then at her face.

She was trying to stay calm. Trying not to fall apart.

Nameless Death gently placed his hand on her head and patted it.

Then he walked over to Vivi and crouched beside the bed. His hand brushed over her head too, softer than before.

He stayed like that for a moment.

There were countless thoughts in his head.

He was sad that they were going to be separated.

But...

’As long as she’s happy... wherever she ends up... that’s enough for me.’

Nameless Death had been alone before.

He knew the feeling well.

He had spent years alone in the reincarnations had had been forced on him.

He had spent years going unnoticed in the Cosmos he had visited.

’As long as she is happy, I am fine even if I’m not with her.’ He told himself again.

He bit his lip.

A strange feeling, one he had long forgotten, welled up in his chest.

But before the emotion could rise to the surface, he forced himself to stand.

He turned to Leonora.

"You should take her away now."

Leonora didn’t answer at first. Her throat tightened.

But she nodded.

Water wrapped gently around Vivi’s body, lifting her with care.

Leonora looked at Nameless Death again, hoping he wouldn’t make her reincarnate Vivi.

He ignored her silent pleas.

She waited a moment longer, as if hoping he’d change his mind.

But he didn’t.

So she activated her badge.

A flash of black light formed around them.

The teleportation effect kicked in.

And then they were gone.

Nameless Death kept staring at the spot where they vanished.

His hand curled into a fist.

Then, slowly, he forced it open again.

"I should stop thinking about it," he murmured. "There’s still work to do."

His eyes dropped to the hand he’d used to pat Vivi’s head. It still felt warm.

"...Damn it," he muttered. "If I knew it was going to feel like this..."

He didn’t finish the sentence. Didn’t want to say it aloud.

Even in his thoughts, he couldn’t dare wish that Vivi hadn’t been born.

Now he wished he’d never said that.

’Should I just....’

A part of him wondered if he should just seal his memories, cut away the emotions and thoughts tied to Vivi and bury them until after he had left Voraka.

Maybe then, the pain wouldn’t be this sharp.

But he didn’t do it.

He couldn’t.

The next few months were quiet.

Nameless Death didn’t train, or focus on his path.

He had no energy for anything.

The loneliness that used to feel normal now felt heavier without Vivi’s voice.

He only moved when the badge in his pocket pulsed with energy.

It let out a faint shine.

It was a device he had created.

He took it out and stared at it.

"So... she’s back," he said quietly.

That was the signal.

Leonora had returned to the Voraka Site.

Their plan was already set in motion.

She would tell the others that she had escaped from Nameless Death, claiming he’d been distracted when she slipped away.

She’d say he had taken her away to meet the Supreme of Water, only to be rejected by Supreme of Water.

As for Vivi, they would keep quiet about her existence.

Nameless Death considered his next move.

"Should I tell them I’m Neo?"

He shook his head.

No.

If he revealed he was Neo, then Zagreus would feel obligated to act.

He would refuse to complete his Shadow Trial.

Even if Nameless Death could find a way to bring him out of the Shadow World, he didn’t want to hear from his brother that he would ’stay in shadow world until Nameless Death can save him.’

The very thought — the very possibility — of his brother sacrificing himself made Nameless Death’s heart shudder.

He himself didn’t understand why he felt like this.

’Maybe it’s something I’ve forgotten.’

People he had promised to save.

People he had close to his heart.

Had he lost them before?

Was this why he was afraid that if Zagreus acknowledged he might need to sacrifice himself for Nameless Death, then that possibility would turn into a guarantee?

Nameless Death didn’t want that.

"It’s fine. I can handle this alone. There is need to burden him with anything."

His goal was already within his reach.

Complete his Path.

That would force Supreme of Water to come. Ash her for information he needs.

Use that information to connect to his Cosmos.

"If that’s true, then how did life begin in ’my’ Cosmos?"

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