"Is...this...really...the..end?"
I muttered when I saw these people who besieged me and betrayed my trust.
Feeling the deep agony of betrayal and the scorching pain in my body.
"Fuck...this is really...my end, isn't it?"
As I looked down at my wounded body to see the excruciating damage that I got from the trap set by these wretched people.
Seeing these weapons that pierced my body in different in it's parts such as my heart, my cultivation soul, my throat, body, organs and even my legs and arms. I know that my time is ticking near and I will die sooner in this realm.
"W... why?"
I weakly looked up and saw the people who betrayed me.
Some of them are grinning at my probably wondering how much time I have, some are contemplating about my dying situation and others are just mocking and laughing at me.
"Hahahahaha! He's really dying. The once feared Heavenly Demon who trampled the 9 Heavens. But look at him now- he's dying hahahaha."
I ignored these mocking sound of these vile creatures as I observed the one whom I trusted the most in my life snickering at me.
"You're really dying huh- that's quite funny, my dear husband and at last, we can now ascend to the Immortal Realm" she said sneering at me and my dying situation.
My wife, the Dragon Empress and the one whom I trusted the most in this world.
The one I loved the dearest in this world.
But right now, she's being held by my sworn enemy, The Ascended One and the one I wanted to kill the most in this world.
"I see, she's...a part...of this betrayal."
Glimpsing at the people who betrayed me. I felt the intense rage and a deep emotion of regret, endless sadness and agonizing pain that dwell at the bottom of my still-conscious mind.
The harrowing rage of betrayal that leads into my near-death state.
I deeply regret trusting these depraved people.
But a horrible sadness engulfed my body as I trusted them and they did this to me.
"Why...?"
"Why did...you do...this to me...?"
"Did you...do this because...I opposed... the war...with the...Heavenly Spirit?" I said as I experience the shortness of breath.
These people want to ascend to the Immortal Realm by breaking the Heavenly Spirit of this world.
That will result in a broken Heavenly Spirit that signifies the death of this realm.
And the death of billions of people including my sect which is the one I'm protecting.
That's also why I opposed the notion of ascending to the Immortal Realm.
This lead to my current situation- my death.
Countless signs have appeared that there might be some sort of ploy in betrayal against me.
But I choose to ignore it believing that it's not that big enough deal to take interest in. I also trusted my people.
However, I didn't know that this some sort of ploy was a plan to kill me. The Heavenly Demon leading to this current situation where I'm dying.
"I'm a...fool."
"I should...just follow...my instincts before...so this will never happen."
Discerning these wicked creatures that I once trusted as my sworn friends contemplating in my near-death state- such as Sword Dragon who is my sworn brother and the one I looked up to before. The Elven Princess that I saved in the Forest of Death, The Priestess of The End which I grew up with in my town, The Dragon General who is also my sworn brother and the one who I have fought with in tough times and many more.
Seeing these terrible people whom I trusted with my life before and cherished like family ended up piercing me their weapon broke my heart.
This pain of betrayal is much more disconsolating than this bleeding wounds in my wholebeing.
"Haaa...fuck."
As I feel my breath tightening and my body sensing the eerie cold snow of death.
This immense cold feeling that I felt did make me understand that I will die now in a minute or seconds.
So as a last resort-
I mumbled silently and wished to the distinguished Heavenly Spirit of this realm that they want to destroy.
"P-Please, Just give me...one more chance to...live."
As the Ascended One strongly swung his sword at the dying Heavenly Demon.
Leading to him being cut off his head and sealing his fate as he died in the people he once trusted the most.