The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Klaus quickly and easily found his way out of the royal palace of the Moon Race as if he’d been there a million times. With his senses now extending up to 80 kilometers, there was no need for him to ask for directions.

As soon as he stepped outside, he began seeing people—Moon Race citizens. They were strikingly beautiful, with a few handsome faces among them. Naturally, Klaus immediately drew attention.

He noticed some of them discreetly pulling out their phones and devices to snap photos of him.

‘So it’s the pretty boy situation all over again. If only I had the 7-Star Forbidden Diagram, I could have perfectly disguised myself as one of them. None of this would be happening,’ he thought with an inward sigh. With no changing it, he started moving forward.

Under normal circumstances, he should have waited for Ohema to wake up and escort him. But Klaus didn’t want to disturb her, so he decided to explore the moon on his own. Not that he was afraid of anyone here, anyway.

“Is that him—the intruder?” a young woman asked her friends from a spot a few meters away.

“Shh! Don’t let the Grand Elders hear you say that!” another whispered hastily. “My mom told me that if anyone calls him an intruder and they find out, you’ll be in big trouble.”

“But he is an intruder…” the same girl muttered under her breath, her expression darkening with a frown.

“Well, true,” her friend replied, “but he’s also the Princess’s husband, so watch what you say unless you want to get in trouble.”

“Do you think Lycos will make a move on him? I mean, he practically devoted his whole life to the Princess, only to have his heart broken by some random human. If I were him, I’d be pissed,” another girl chimed in.

“Oh, he’s pissed, alright. But he’s not the only one. I heard Tarn and Dren feel the same. Even Big Sister Vela is angry. This human better watch his back.”

Klaus, strolling along and admiring the scenery, smirked. He could hear every word the women were saying, though it didn’t bother him. His focus was on exploring Lunarville and sampling some of the Moon Race’s dishes.

“Now that I think about it, what currency do they use here?” he mused with a sigh, realizing he might not be able to buy anything without their money.

As he wandered, he passed by massive buildings, towering corporate skyscrapers, and various shops selling all sorts of goods.

He didn’t need to enter; his senses gave him a detailed look at everything around him. No one noticed, of course—his abilities were virtually undetectable.

“To think humans have no clue there’s an entire race of living beings on the Moon. How absurd is that? And we claim we’re on the brink of a golden age of space exploration. Yet we can’t even detect life on the closest celestial body to us. What a joke.”

He sighed again. “We’re truly screwed at this point. Queenie better sort this out; else, we won’t stand a chance next time.”

“Good thing I managed to get into the pants of the Princess of this race; otherwise, who knows what would have happened to us,” Klaus muttered with a sigh, continuing to stroll through Lunarville.

The more he saw, the funnier it got.

“For fuck’s sake, companies are polluting the air here too? How the hell did our satellites miss that?” Klaus chuckled, his amusement evident as he smiled to himself.

His easy grin caught the attention of passersby. Some people blushed at the sight of the handsome human walking around with such a carefree expression.

“Is it just me, or is this human, kind of cute?” whispered a worker inside a tall company building. Several women were gathered at the windows, watching Klaus as he passed below.

With only about 500,000 people living on the Moon, word had already spread like wildfire. Klaus’s movements were being tracked, with live updates on his location and recordings of every place he’d passed through.

“He is cute. I can see why the Princess chose him. Honestly, I would’ve done the same,” one of the women said, her tone laced with envy.

“Me too! I wouldn’t mind finding myself a cute human to play with,” another added, giggling.

“Me too. They should allow us to go down there and pick a few humans as playthings.”

The Moon Race’s interconnected society made it impossible for Klaus to go unnoticed. As he sensed more and more eyes following him, the unease began to creep in.

‘Great,’ he thought. ‘I’m basically a walking tourist attraction now.’

In the palace garden, Ohema, who had been fast asleep when Klaus left moments earlier, was now awake. She sat with her mother, Queen Lunara, and her sister, gazing thoughtfully into the distance.

Of course, she had been faking sleep. Ohema had woken up long before Klaus exited his Soul Sea but, like him, she chose not to disturb his peace.

“You’re not going to accompany him?” Queen Lunara asked, her gaze shifting to her daughter.

“No… He wanted to go alone; that’s why he didn’t wake me up. I’ll let him have this moment,” Ohema replied calmly, sipping from her drink.

“Are you not worried about what people might do to him?” her sister asked.

“Not at all,” Ohema said confidently, a proud smile on her face. “He’s more than capable, so there’s nothing for me to worry about.”

Queen Lunara shook her head at her daughter’s prideful tone.

“Tsk. That idiot is heading straight for trouble,” Ohema muttered suddenly, her expression darkening as she noticed a young man and a group of others moving in Klaus’s direction.

The Moon wasn’t that large, and someone with Ohema’s cultivation level could monitor nearly everything happening if she chose to.

“Since you said he can handle himself, let him handle it. No need to look so angry,” Queen Lunara said with a smile, noting how Ohema’s fists had clenched in irritation.

“Fine,” Ohema relented, though her tone was sharp. “But if he gets hurt, I’ll kill that idiot myself.”

Her temper was as quick as ever.

Queenie just smiled, watching her sister’s behavior. Although she didn’t remember her childhood very well, now that she had recovered some, she could tell she was always that way—quick-tempered and trouble-causing.

Back then, she could only know her for 24 hours before her brain would reset. A nasty curse, but she was healed now.

Somewhere in Lunarville, Klaus moved across a white field, more like a park, with benches and other things that could only be found in places meant for relaxation.

He was headed toward the Green Life restaurant, which he could see in the distance. Of course, there were people around, since it was a park, and they were all staring at him.

Suddenly, five people appeared, and the moment Klaus saw them, he knew he was about to make his first friends on the moon.

“You must be the intruder…” One of them, a handsome fellow, asked. Klaus smiled slightly.

“Who’s asking?”