THE LAST GODSLAYERChapter 11 — The Woman Who Knows How to Kill MeMira didn't move.Hans stared at her.Aurex remained kneeling beside the extinguished fireplace.Nobody spoke.The silence became unbearable.Finally, Hans broke it."How do you know that?"Mira's lips parted.No words came.Hans stepped toward her."How do you know how to kill me?"She looked toward him.Her blind eyes somehow seemed to meet his perfectly."Because I helped your father build the method."Hans stopped.Aurex lowered his head.Mira continued."Before you were born."The words hit Hans harder than expected."You knew?""Yes.""You knew I would be born?""No."She shook her head."We didn't know whether the process would work.""What process?"Mira looked toward the dead fireplace."The separation."Hans frowned."Separation of what?""The First Blood from the human soul."Hans felt his pulse quicken."You wanted to separate my bloodline from me.""We needed a way to destroy the First Godslayer.""And I'm

THE LAST GODSLAYERChapter 13 — The Godslayer's ThroneThe doors disappeared behind Hans.He turned.Nothing.No entrance.No exit.Only a wall of black stone where the doorway had been.Cael placed his palm against it."Definitely trapped."Hans stared at the wall."Don't touch anything."Cael slowly removed his hand."That advice would've been more useful three seconds ago."Hans ignored him.The palace was silent.Too silent.They stood inside a massive hall stretching farther than Hans could see.Black pillars rose toward an invisible ceiling.Golden symbols covered every surface.At the far end stood a staircase.Hundreds of steps.At the top was a throne.And sitting on it—Aster.Hans's breathing stopped.His father looked exactly as he remembered him.Tall.Dark hair.The same scar crossing his left eyebrow.The same black coat.The same sword resting against his chair.But the crimson eyes ruined the illusion.Hans took a step forward."Father."Aster looked at him.For a mom

THE LAST GODSLAYERChapter 15 — The One Who Was Never Meant to Exist5%.The number burned across Hans's vision.His body convulsed.Black veins spread from his palm to his wrist.Then his arm.Then his neck.Every nerve felt as though it were being pulled apart.Hans screamed.The Origin watched without emotion."Do you understand now?"Hans could barely breathe."What..."His fingers dug into the ground."...are you doing?""Completing you."8%.Hans's vision blurred.The chamber disappeared.He saw the white soul domain again.The silver tree.The child.But now the tree was dying.Its silver branches turned black.Its roots wrapped around Hans's feet.He tried to pull away.He couldn't.The child stood beneath the tree.Except it wasn't a child anymore.It was the Origin."Everything you became was because of me."Hans clenched his teeth."No."The Origin smiled."You killed your first god because I allowed you to.""No.""You survived wounds that should have killed you because I

THE LAST GODSLAYERChapter 17 — The War Beyond the GodsEvery soul in existence became visible.Hans stood at the center of them all.He could see everything.The human world.The Divine Realm.The dead.The living.The gods.The Godslayers.The Origin.The First Godslayer.Cael.And beyond all of them—The thing that had spoken.It wasn't a soul.It wasn't a god.It wasn't even alive in any way Hans understood.It was a presence outside the structure.A watcher.A creator.A prisoner.Perhaps all three.Hans stared into the darkness above the Origin."You."The presence answered."Yes."Hans's fists tightened."What are you?"Silence.Then—"The one who remembers."Hans frowned."Remembers what?""Everything."The Origin suddenly attacked.A wave of silver energy tore across the chamber.Hans raised his hand.The energy stopped.Not because he was stronger.Because he could see its soul.He saw the intention behind it.He saw the connection.He saw where it came from.And he simply r

THE LAST GODSLAYERChapter 19 — The Nine Hundred and Ninety-EightThe chambers opened simultaneously.Glass doors slid upward.One after another.Then all at once.A thousand releases.A thousand hissing mechanisms.A thousand bodies moving for the first time in years.Hans stood completely still.He had expected monsters.Weapons.Machines.Instead, he saw people.Some looked barely older than children.Others appeared to be adults.A few looked ancient.But every one of them had the same silver eyes.The same unnatural stillness.The same faint mark beneath the left eye.And every soul Hans could sense carried something that made his instincts scream.They were like him.But they weren't copies.They were different.Each soul had been built around a different structure.Different abilities.Different purposes.Subject 002 stepped into the center of the laboratory."Don't attack them."Hans didn't take his eyes off the awakened subjects."Why?""Because they don't know where they are