The Conquerors Path

Chapter 967: Chapter 965-Choices We Make.

Elda tried her best to make even a small level of twist in the fluctuations of the life force of her friends, but no matter how hard she tried at the moment, she was unable to make a twist or turn in it. She spent her whole life trying to heal and help, and to use a blessing to twist it into a fragment of blood and death is not something that can be done easily—especially when Elda doesn’t have all the knowledge she needs to get this done.

But even then Elda felt it: if she put her mind to it, she will be able to do it; she will be able to twist this into something that will be able to kill someone without even leaving a trace, strip away their life force to be used and swindled around by her—a power where a look from her eyes will be able to take a life.

Such a path being of pure bloodshed and death: a path that might perhaps put her down as a great, perhaps one of the most ruthless individuals to ever exist, but Elda didn’t fret about it—because she was suddenly seeing a bigger picture she wanted to avoid. She knew the limitations of what she could show to the public with her brother; thus, she accepted some part of that hate and pain, but that doesn’t mean she will allow anyone to hurt or even take Austin away from her.

The eyes of Elda seemed to be glittering as she saw through the fluctuating life forces of her friends: it was soft, tender yet special, seemingly like waves that would be pulled away from a light wind, yet they stayed strong and connected to their bodies. In Elda’s vision, if perhaps she was to perfect what she was given, maybe—just maybe—one day a Dragon might even fall from her gaze.

Perhaps even a Dragon Princess, and there will never be anything that would tie her to that death, too—nothing at all: a perfect sort of murder, one can say.

Elda’s mind swirled around with possibilities and soon settled on one—a decision she had been pushing back because of complex reasons, now seeing all the more worth it. Perhaps with those steps and knowledge she receives, one day she will be able to bring in the visions she has now; perhaps one day, a murderer would rise from nowhere—one that leaves no trace, no device and no connection to hunt: a murderer that perhaps even the Dragons would fear.

A raw, unhinged Killer to whom the death of life will never fall as guilt, just for the simple twisted reason that their life was never worth anything to her eyes.

’Looks like I will have to do it.’

Elda thought, as she brought forth her gentle understanding smile on her face, facing her friends, supporting them and hiding her deep dark desires deep within her heart: smiling with happiness, as she plans to murder them all.

You know what they say.....

Keep your friends close and your rivals closer....

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Austin’s POV:

’Not even I predicted that something like this would happen.’

I thought, as I patted Elda’s head, who lay happily in my lap, that even I felt a small chill up my spine when I recognised the flow of her actions. Till now, Elda hasn’t really tried to tap into more of her abilities, for she was happy living within the realms of what she had. Still, the moment she truly steps into making changes in her life, then a monster will be born: something far beyond what others can even begin to perceive.

’The power of Life is far too dangerous for any person to handle on their own.’

A small worry bloomed in my heart—as the prince of Life itself, I know far well what one can do with life at their control: killing being just the least of the worries. If you push it right, you might even be able to break the underlying molecular structure of an organism to be something else, meaning I can turn a fully functioning person into a goo, which will still be living by breaking down the sequence of their life genes.

Basically, like pulling genes: a simple pull of me at the life force of a person will break down their living structure into something more horrific than I want. Fluctuating the life force will even be able to make someone grow an extra horn, hands or anything, and if I push it even change the sequence of their living structure—meaning human to demon twisting is something I am capable of doing.

Of course even for Elda that will be an impossible goal; to achieve or do something like that an insane amount of energy is required: a divinity that allows you to twist causality and rules—but even then the lighter version of what Elda will be able to do when she grows stronger, and her Origin level increases, will be something far too terrific and dangerous.

’I tried my hardest to keep her mind calm, genuine, loving and gentle, yet even then the corruption has twisted her.’

I felt a deep sense of anger and sadness at the same time: to twist something that I love—something so gentle and beautiful—like this started to fill me with immense rage and anger, not to mention a blooming hunger to make the ones responsible for this hurt—hurt so much.

’But I am not that level of strength yet.’

I suppressed my desire deep in my heart—for now, I still remember the dread and feeling of death I felt back then in front of that crack, and I know I am not ready to face that yet. So for now I can only follow this path in front of me: a path that will guide me to deeper strength than before—strong enough to make me matter across any realms.

’Then I will make you shine.’

A smile came to my face as I placed a kiss on Elda’s head—she loved it as she snuggled more into my embrace. Even with all this, I knew the dice had been cast; from now onwards, Elda will try even harder to master her powers and increase her Origin realm, and she would also accept the condition to be taken in under and taught by the saintess of life itself.

’It’s a good thing I kept a backup in case I failed.’

My eyes turned ruthless at the thought: I don’t want Elda to achieve her full potential—at least not now. As I said, she will be far too dangerous, and she will be able to kill without leaving a trace, and it’s not something I want happening—thus I had Hera some time before extend her teachings and wanting to take Elda below her as a student to teach, but Elda hadn’t accepted it.

She wasn’t sure if she ever wanted to gain more power like that, but now she is definitely more sure, and I do want Elda to grow in strength—but not in the wrong way, not like that. So Hera will be my trump card: she will teach Elda, and she will make sure that Elda doesn’t find the path of killing with life—and if she did, Hera will make sure that it will never truly work.

In all aspects, Hera has more command over it due to the very fact that she was chosen directly by Orpheus, and even above all that exists: I can twist her control over life and make sure that she won’t be able to do it. Then the question comes: why can’t I just do it now and get it over with?

It would be simple, and I will not even have to worry about it towards the future.

The answer is as simple as they come.

’I just can’t do it.’

It’s as simple as that: I just can’t go forth to take away the potential and path of Elda like that away from her—I just can’t do it. I do love her with all my heart, and doing something like that—taking the potential she believes she has—is not something I do to Elda. Perhaps maybe if it was before, while I was lacking that path towards no emotion, I could have done it—just like how I had twisted Trisha and done worse—but that is not the path I want to walk anymore.

’You can be a manipulator; you can do the worst of things, but you shouldn’t lose yourself.’

There is a path I want to walk—a path forward. If I kept taking things away—things they are blessed with—then even if I do get all their love, in the end, I will still always be lonely. I can’t just take their love; I need to give them mine, which means there will be lines with them I can never cross for fear of something.

If Elda truly breaks through full control and even Hera can’t control it, then I will step in to reel it back—only and only when that is the last option. Until then, I want Elda to live her life, move forward with her own path—even if it is being twisted in her.

[A fucking hypocrite to the very end]

’I agree.....I agree’.....’