A/N: The chapter ahead is raw, which means not been proofread yet nor edited.
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"AAAAHHHH!!!" Watts Xirquit screamed when he finally returned to his body.
"W-Watts..." They called in tears, but he screamed on their faces and pushed them all away.
His heart finally gave out. But even when he's down and suffering, he didn't let their hands touched him.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! E-Elyzena---! ELYZENA HAD TO GO THROUGH THAT!?" His fury reached the heavens. The Matriarch supported the Prince in her arms.
"M-My son---"
"I SAID DON'T TOUCH ME!!" He pushed his mother away, sending her to the other side of the arena.
"XERENE!"
He get up and summoned an artifact. Madness.
He lost it.
"Elyzena... She had to go...through that? For w-what? S-Somebody tell m-me... W-Why?" He looked at her parents who are as broken as he is.
He found himself dragging his lifeless feet to him.
"Say something. This is all your fault."
And when he got near, he slashed LIFE Dragunovv X across his face. He stood still. He accepted it.
"SAY SOMETHING! YOU DID THAT TO YOUR DAUGHTER! BASTARD! YOU RUINED ELYZENA!"
He slashed him again, until he jumped on him and stabbed the King everywhere.
"WATTS! Very good---I mean, STOP!"
Ohms Xirquit locked his brother's arm behind and pulled him away from the King. King LIFE, still breathing, stayed on the floor. He's crying. Not because he's hurt, but because everything is coming back to him again.
"You are the worst father there is! You killed her! You killed her once, in front of me! You killed your own daughter, bastard! He killed Elyzena!"
Watts surrendered and turned around to seek strength and consolation from his brother. Ohms embraced him with all the love he could give and make him feel, and they've never seen him that soft in all their life.
"She lost me and our son at the same time. Please, tell me that's not true. Tell me it's just an illusion. I can't imagine just how p-painful that is... Kuya, I should've... Why didn't I choose to be a monster? I left her. I left her all alone! I should've been a monster. I should've stayed!"
Elektra couldn't stand the sight of it and turned to her husband. Bartholomew kissed her, believing that it would make her feel better.
"Aww, what great love. Really. I'm impressed," Skadi Eira mocked while laying on a floating cloud. Solana ran to her and asked to be on the same floating cloud with her. The air scooped her up and gently placed her on the cloud.
Ori didn't show the cruel truth to children, especially the last one.
"Mommy, it's so cute!" Solana giggled and played with the cloud using her hands.
Skadi Eira stared at her creation. Her mind made her thought: what if she was the one on Azarese's shoes? What if it was her who lost her husband and her son in the same day?
How did Azarese, a child, handled it all?
Skadi Eira placed her pointing finger on Solana's chest.
"You must never fall in love. Don't fall in love. Familial love is what you will ever need. If you do, then..."
Thus, turning half of Solana's heart to ice.
"M-Mommy, that hurts...!"
Solana hugged herself, wincing from the painful coldness she's feeling in her chest. Skadi Eira caressed her cheek, giving her relief.
Franchetti Xerene approached her son once more. She stood in front of him. And if only she could, she would take all of his pain and keep it as hers. At least, she have what it takes to discipline pain. Maybe, babying him too much is a fault. If only they taught him how to handle pain, then they would never have had to hear him breakdown like this.
"I'm sorry..." she told him with her shaking voice, and pulled her artifact out of her storage space.
It was too late for everyone to stop her. They could only watch Sun's slide off her clean-cut neck slowly after Aloisia finished her in the swiftest execution.
"M-My... MY HOLY! O-Oh---What have you done, Xerene!"
Empress Siofra's horrified scream broke free from her throat and ran to her daughter's body.
Aloisia's shoulder shudder as she hold her tears back. But she couldn't. She look past her shoulders, tears streaming down her face.
"You exhausted the mercy I promised you, Dearil. You should understand; you're a mother, too. If her death is what will give him an ounce of peace, then I'll do it over and over again until he's full."
Empress Siofra laid her daughter's body on the floor. She became as calm as a pond during the first spring. That's when her two pairs of invincible and invisible hands stretched out from her back. The last time she used them is during the Armageddon War.
And she swore to only need them if yet another armageddon emerges.
Aloisia, though she couldn't see it, felt it. She summoned the twin of the first half-circle blade she used to behead Sun. She stood firmly and faced what's about to happen.
"Volt," she called his name, "Protect our children."
Her husband, sweating in worry and anxiety, still nodded and gathered their family around. Elektra stood beside him and summoned her blades. She's not a little girl anymore. She need no protection. She must protect her husband and children, too.
The Empress's arms picked Sun's head and gave it to her. Then, she placed it back to her bleeding head.
Everyone's holding their breaths.
Aloisia closed her eyes.
"Kill her."
She definitely can't see the Empress's arms, but she can feel them.
Realizing that there's no turning back now anymore, that it'll be difficult or even impossible to make amends---she met her arms halfway.
Empress Siofra kissed her daughter's cheek before performing her legendary healing ritual. Though Aloisia's blade isn't stained with a Veil blood, as it is an artifact, regeneration would take time. Sun is powerful. Her regeneration is amazing. But before Aloisia and her blades, an immortal may become human.
"Mom, don't you dare do that!"
Prince Izaac teleported to his mother and stopped her hands. One of her three arms returned to push him away.
"Dad, do something! Mom is using her magic! DAD!" The Princess called, but the King, who's not yet dead, remained lying down on the ground while facing the skies. His tears betrayed him since he saw it with his own eyes.
"That's not my daughter..." He mutter like a silent whisper. He finally get up.
"Azazel, don't do it. That's not our daughter."
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT, FLYME! This is my Holy! My daughter is dying, Flyme! Can't you see!? My daughter is dying!" The Empress desperately screamed.
A magic circle came to light on the floor around her.
"MOM!" Their voices were filled with trembling fear. Fear of knowing what's next once she performed what she will do.
It will break her.
"Aurora, Diamanda, support Mom! Mom, don't do it! I WON'T LET YOU DO IT!"
But it's too late.
The Empress smiled at them with her trembling lips.
"...But she is my daughter."
Prince Izaac was dumbfounded. Her husband stepped on the magic circle, his hand almost took a grip of his, if only her guarding arm didn't pushed him off the magic circle. By then, an aura so immense went up like a wall, secluding the Empress and her daughter from the rest.
Princess Diamanda and Princess Aurora knelt down, facing each other. Their shaking hands touched, and then they intertwined them. They chanted a spell so fast to reach the Empress's timing. And they did.
"Regen."
As the Empress use her essence, they're transferring theirs to her. Prince Izaac called our Limiter and stood beside the Princesses. He placed his hands on their heads, doubling the essence his mother is receiving.
Aloisia opened her right eye and saw what they're doing, so after dodging the Empress's arms, she threw her blade to them in full power. It was a great chance because everyone's attention is on the ritual that's happening before them that they have forgotten about her fight. So when the blade cut the Prince's wrists, the essence his mother is receiving weakened.
Aloisia pulled her blade back, cutting off the Princesses' hands.
"FRANCHETTI XERENE!" Everyone screamed at the top of their lungs furiously, but only Ascel and Eddrien dared to jump in and get back to her.
Skadi Eira raised her hands. And when she clapped once, an enormous swimming pool replaced the floor that's between them. And so, the Princes fell on it after a misstep, and the arms pushed Aloisia down the waters to drown her.
For she bear no presence nor an aura, the people felt no foreboding.
"MOM!" Watts Xirquit cried to his mother and resisted his brother's strong hold on him, but Ohms didn't let him go. It's his mother's fight. She won't die from drowning.
There's a reason why she's the greatest and strongest assassin that ever walked on Earth. If not, the greatest and strongest human that was born.
And for Azarese who's enjoying her peace under the water, she didn't like it when the calm waters were disturbed.
The highest pair each grabbed the Princes by their necks. The pair below it caught Aloisia by her neck, one wrapped around her body, squeezing her tight. While the third pair caught the Empress's three arms so effortlessly and they couldn't release themselves from Azarese's hands.
Hands extended their hostages out and slammed their faces on the floor.
One. Two. Three. Four.
Hands did it more than they could count and only stopped when their heads were unrecognizable, brains splattered on the floor, skulls broken, and paralyzed.
Azarese then opened her eyes and saw the blurry, distorted light over her. She swim to rise from the waters. The spectators watched the figure swim to the poolside where the rail is. And upon seeing the gray of her hair, the claws of the hands that groped the railing, and the sharp tip of her horns---they knew.
She's alive.