All Chapters of RE: ZERON I will return for you, even if it takes a million : Chapter 21
- Chapter 30
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Chapter 21 : Sunset of the Unconquered
Once again, our paths crossed. Lazarus—the monster who sought to end my life and tear Lavender away from me. The air around us felt heavy, charged with the scent of trampled grass and metallic dust. I was consumed with rage seeing him trample her under his boot, but I knew I couldn't simply charge in. His weapons were formidable, and my internal energy was too depleted to fuel the Time Sword's abilities for long. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic rhythm that matched the tension in my muscles. He refused to release her, his voice dripping with twisted possessiveness. "Hahaha! My apologies, but I cannot let this one go. She is my property, and only death will separate her from me." I demanded to know why he was so obsessed with her. Was it her Celestial Item? Lazarus looked genuinely puzzled, as if he had no idea what a Celestial Item even was. He claimed Lavender was merely the child of his former servants—tools he had sold to Prince Ferdy of the Zeron Kingdom. He ad
Chapter 22 : The Echoes of a Reset Timeline.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the middle of a plaza. The air was crisp, smelling faintly of baked bread and distant rain. People were walking by on a peaceful, sunny day—there was no trace of the danger or carnage that had just ended my life. The casual chatter of the crowd felt surreal, a sharp contrast to the silence of my own dying breath. I fell to my knees, gasping for air. A wave of exhaustion hit me, as if my legs had forgotten how to support my weight. My chest heaved as I fought to catch my breath, the cobblestones beneath my palms feeling uncomfortably cold and solid. As I scanned the surroundings, a jolt of recognition struck me: I was in Hayem City. I couldn't believe it. I touched the ground, desperate to know if this was a dream or reality. Beneath my fingers, the stone felt weathered and real. Then, I felt a pulse of energy from the crystal on my hand—a faint, rhythmic hum that was a sign that Ora was still inside. "Ora! Ora!! I know you’re in
Chapter 23 : The negotiation
The next morning, I made preparations early. Since I couldn't take the children with me, I found and paid a group of hunters I had worked with previously to act as their mentors. I wasn't sure if the three-month apprenticeship I negotiated—funded by the gold I’d earned from selling materials—would be enough, but it was the best I could do for their future. I wanted to teach them myself, to be the older brother they needed, but I couldn't sacrifice their safety for my own selfish desire for a family. I said goodbye with a smile, hoping our paths would cross again someday. I left Kitam and headed toward Black Raven territory. As I trekked through the woods, the canopy overhead grew thick, filtering the sunlight into patches of shifting green. According to the map I bought, there were still "Red Zones"—areas where the military refused to tread. Unfortunately, the Black Raven village sat deep within one. Monsters still teemed in those mountains, and the soldiers weren't willing to
Chapter 24 : The Secrets
A heavy, suffocating silence settled over the village for several long minutes after the Aksin soldiers finally departed. The air outside was biting cold, thick with the sharp scent of damp earth and the acrid smell of wood smoke drifting from the village hearths. The villagers remained standing in scattered, uneasy groups. Their faces were etched with deep, weary disappointment—eyes clouded with worry, shoulders slumped beneath the crushing weight of their sudden troubles. They knew they had no real choice; the government was a force far beyond their reach. The village of Black Raven, once a quiet sanctuary of peace tucked away in the vast forests for those who had survived the war, now felt like a cage slowly closing around them. The elderly merchant hurried over to the leader, Atu Rakso, who still stood in the center of the hall. Exhaustion and anxiety were carved into the lines of his face. “What happened during the talk, Leader? What are they demanding?” the merchant aske
Chapter 25 : A Proposal of Fate
A few minutes after Ora introduced herself, she requested a private place to speak where the villagers wouldn’t overhear. The tribal chief nodded, his expression guarded, and led us into his small, sturdy wooden home to discuss the mission. "Please, Master, think this through carefully," Frexia interjected. She stood near the entrance, her arms crossed tightly, eyes flicking toward us with visible distrust. She clearly viewed us as nothing more than polished con artists. The chief, however, looked at Ora with a contemplative frown. "I can sense a mystical presence emanating from her," he murmured, his voice low. "She is what she says she is." I couldn't blame Frexia for her skepticism; even I had struggled to believe Ora was a Prime Spirit until she had actually used her power on me. It was a heavy, surreal weight to carry. "You’re right, it is unbelievable," I said, letting out a long, weary sigh that seemed to deflate my shoulders. "Even I didn't want to believe it, but unfort
Chapter 26 The Unwanted Proposal
The marriage proposal Ora suggested was so shocking that both Frexia and I nearly jumped out of our seats. The wooden floor creaked under the sudden movement. We couldn't believe what we had just heard."M-marriage? What kind of nonsense are you spouting, Ora?" I stammered, my heart racing."Are you out of your mind? Do you really think I’d marry someone like him?" Frexia added, her voice sharp with indignation.I immediately objected as well. I had no desire to marry a violent woman—it wouldn't end well for someone like me, especially since she could break my bones with a single punch. I didn't want to end up a vegetable."Are you serious about making me marry this violent Amazon?" I retorted.Frexia immediately grabbed me by the collar, her knuckles white. She was furious at being called an Amazon. Regardless, I insisted that she was far too volatile to be anyone's wife. Our argument grew so heated that the tribe leader intervened, forbidding us from bickering during such a
Chapter 27 : Cracks in the Ice
Frexia’s attention was caught, and she turned to look at me. She remained silent, but her eyes betrayed her curiosity about what I had just revealed.I smiled at her reaction, feeling a sense of pride in my ability—something no one else could ever replicate. However, I confessed to her that while my celestial item could rewind time, the "Time Sword" constantly consumed my lifespan as a consequence. That was exactly why Ora had forbidden me from using it repeatedly."It’s not like I actually want to keep rewinding time," I muttered, laughing bitterly. "Who would want to die? It’s not exactly a pleasant experience." I chuckled at the thought of Ora believing I enjoyed resetting time every time I died in battle, when in reality, it caused immense trauma to both my mind and body."There is nothing good about dying in battle—the suffering, the desperation, the regret, and the rage. I feel all of that every time before I die."I let out a long, shaky sigh and fell silent, gazing up a
Chapter 28 : The dragon Whim.
The next morning, the air was crisp as I prepared my hunting gear to assist the tribesmen. Suddenly, Frexia appeared and yanked me to my feet. She greeted me with a vibrant energy; I could see it in her mischievous smile—she was up to something, and she intended to drag me along for the ride."Come on, follow me. Don't waste your time here," she commanded."What? Look, if you’re thinking of picking another fight with me just for your own amusement, don't bother," I replied. "You’re talking to the wrong person. I’m not exactly a fan of trouble."Irritated by my refusal, she lunged forward and grabbed my clothes, dragging me out of the workshop. The rough fabric pulled against my chest as I struggled to find my footing."Hey, wait a minute!" I snapped, brushing her hand off and demanding to know what she wanted."Master told me you’ve been teaching my kin how to hunt, right? Well, I want to hunt too. You’re coming with me—I’m part of this tribe, after all."I let out a heavy sigh
Chapter 29: The Taming of the Storm
The air in the workshop was cool and smelled of cedar and old sawdust. Early the next morning, I began laying out my tools, preparing to teach the tribespeople the basics of craftsmanship. Their current equipment was brittle and poorly balanced—hardly fit for a village surrounded by danger. Back in my youth, I had spent years in a woodworking factory, lungs filled with dust as I turned out chairs, cabinets, and sturdy fixtures. That muscle memory felt like a lifeline now.While I was hunched over a workbench sketching gear designs on a scrap of parchment, Ora floated over. She watched me for a moment before asking if I was just wasting my time here instead of focusing on my training."Wasting time?" I protested, not looking up from my sketch. "Frexia has put me through hell for two days straight. Believe me, drawing a chair leg is infinitely better than accompanying that Amazonian on another one of her 'recreations.'"Ora crossed her arms, her expression turning serious. She remin
Chapter 30: The Dragon Warrior’s Proposal
I vividly remembered what happened the last time I barged into her room. Determined not to repeat that mistake, I settled for a cautious knock on her door instead. The wood felt rough under my knuckles as I waited."Frexia? Are you in there? Look... I’m not entirely sure what I did, but if I said something wrong, please forgive me."The door swung open abruptly, hitting the interior wall with a sharp crack. Frexia stood there, fuming. "Get out!" she snapped, her voice tight with indignation. "If you claim you didn't do anything wrong, then why are you even apologizing?"I scratched my head, looking for the right words. I explained that I was only apologizing because she seemed so angry. Deep down, I knew the mistake; I shouldn't have suggested she cut off her horns just to blend in. Being human, I hadn't realized how sacred they were to a Dragonaire."I’m sorry for what I said," I added softly. "I truly didn't mean to offend you."Her terrifying gaze lingered, her face still etc