2025-03-08 16:58:22Leon walked toward Emily. He placed his palm against her chest, and a warmth spread from his touch.
Emily gasped. Her entire body tensed for a moment before exhaling in a sharp release like a chain deep inside her had just snapped free. Dante’s breath hitched as he watched the impossible. Before their eyes, color rushed back into her skin. Her breathing steadied. Mrs. Vale clamped a trembling hand over her mouth, tears slipping freely down her cheeks as Emily’s lashes fluttered open. “M-Mom…?” A weak, rasping voice, but unmistakably alive. Dante stared. He scrambled for his stethoscope, checking vitals. He pressed it to Emily’s chest, listening. Perfectly stable. “She… she was dying,” Dante whispered. “Five minutes ago, she was…” “… Not anymore,” Leon interrupted smoothly, a satisfied smirk gracing his lips. “Good to know I still have the touch.” Dante looked up at him, his hands trembling. “What the hell did you just do?” Leon kept smiling as he met Dante’s gaze. “If I explain, you wouldn’t understand.” Then he shrugged. Dante double-checked Emily’s vitals. Everything was normal now. No fever. No pain. No erratic heartbeat. Just perfect health. It was impossible. The room buzzed with disbelief as Christopher and Lillian Vale clung to their daughter, their emotions spilling over. Lillian wept openly, but this time, it was out of sheer relief. “H-How did this happen?” she whispered between gasps. “We hired the best specialists. We flew in a private medical team from overseas… but none of them could—” Leon cut her off, his silver eyes calm. “Wealth means nothing when the right knowledge is missing.” Christopher’s sharp gaze snapped to him. He wasn’t a man accustomed to being spoken to like that. A man like him had seen power in many forms—political, financial, social. But this? This was something else entirely. “Who are you?” Christopher demanded. “You must be a great healer if a single touch not only diagnosed my daughter but cured her.” His voice was edged with curiosity, with something dangerously close to reverence. Leon inclined his head, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. “I am many things,” he mused. “A healer, if I choose to be.” Then he turned back to Lillian, and asked, “You said she was fine before. Before what?” Lillian hesitated. “We moved six months ago. Into the new Vale estate. It was a historic mansion, but we had it renovated completely.” Christopher answered this time, “Yes. We had old pipes replaced and a custom underground water system installed. State-of-the-art filtration, only the best for my family.” Leon thought for a second before replying, “Hmm, the problem must lie there somewhere.” Lillian clutched Emily tighter. “What do you mean?” “Your daughter’s sickness wasn’t caused by a virus, bacteria, or a genetic disorder. It was parasitic. But not from food or travel.” Leon folded his arms. “It came from constant, slow exposure. Most likely, from contaminated water in your own home.” Christopher’s face darkened. “That’s impossible. Our water system was built by the best engineers. It was tested—” “I believe you…” Leon interrupted. “Yes, it was tested, and yet, your daughter was still dying. What does that tell you?” The room fell silent. Christopher clenched his jaw, his pride warring with the truth standing before him. But he wasn’t a fool. He hadn’t built his empire by indulging his ego, he had built it by trusting results. And the undeniable result was that his daughter was healthy again… all because of Leon. Finally, he exhaled sharply. “I’ll have the estate’s water system inspected by tomorrow.” His voice was rough, but controlled. “You should. For your little girl’s sake,” Leon told him. But Lillian turned to Leon, her expression confused. “I don’t understand,” she whispered. “Your friend said you aren’t a doctor, so how did you know? How did you cure her?” All eyes turned to him. After a brief moment, Leon replied, “Just consider yourself lucky that I’m here.” The couples nodded. Leon turned to Dante and said, “I came here to speak with you. So, let’s go.” Then, without another word, he turned away. Just as he reached the door, Christopher’s voice called after him. “Leon. Leon, right?” Leon paused, and turned to look at him. “Yes, that’s me.” Christopher walked up to him, holding out a sleek black card. “We spent billions searching for a cure,” Christopher admitted. “We hired the best minds in the world. We brought in technology others can only dream of. None of it made a difference.” His eyes locked onto Leon’s. “Then you walked in and… in mere seconds, you erased what no one else could even understand. You made healing her look like child’s play.” He held the card out further. “There are fifty million dollars in this account. Take it. It’s yours.” Dante’s jaw nearly hit the floor. His head snapped toward Leon, frantically nodding as if to say, Take it, you idiot! Leon took the card, turning it over between his fingers, and staring at it like it was a mere trinket. He smirked, amused. “A token of appreciation, compressed into a piece of plastic. How efficient.” “Can’t we get your number?” Christopher asked. “We want you to be our family’s healer. If you agree, I’ll see that you’re compensated beyond measure. And not just us, if you want, I can introduce you to the most powerful people in the country.” Leon’s smirk barely faltered, but his head tilted slightly, almost amused. “Number?” he mused. The word sounded foreign, almost irrelevant to him. “Number… Ah. You mean one of those codes people use to contact each other. I don’t think I have one. I mean, I am sure he did...” his voice slowly lowered as confusion etched on his face. Dante stiffened, his mind racing. This guy… Clearing his throat, Dante forced a grin and stepped in. “Mr. and Mrs. Vale, don’t worry.” He clapped a hand on Leon’s shoulder. “He’s my best friend. He’s not going anywhere.” Before Christopher could reply, a soft voice broke the moment. “Mr. Leon…” Everyone turned to Emily. Emily was watching him, her small face radiant with gratitude. She beamed at him, her little voice clear and warm. “Thank you. Now my parents won’t have to cry because of me again.” Leon’s gaze softened. He gave her a slow nod. “You’re welcome. In Dante’s office, he found himself staring at Leon, studying him as if trying to solve an unsolvable riddle. “How many years have we known each other? Five years, isn't it? But I'm certain that I do not know that man who healed that little girl. Tell me, how did you manage to do that?” Leon, sitting opposite him, replied, “That’s not why I came here.” Dante leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. “Are you possessed?” Leon’s eyes widened in shock. ‘No. Does he know possession is possible in this day and age?’
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Dante frowned at Leon’s reaction to his question and immediately threw a book at him. “Oh, come on! Wipe that face off. I know possession isn’t real. I’m just trying to make sense of whatever sorcery you pulled back there.”Leon raised a brow, and blinked in realization. ‘Oh, it was a joke. He thinks it’s a joke. That’s… convenient.’“Let’s just say I’ve been occupied,” Leon said, voice calm, unbothered. “I need power. I need wealth. And in this world, I need to understand how to take it.”Dante chuckled, shaking his head. “Wow… I see. No wonder. The way I see it, you’re already on the right track. I mean, you have fifty million now, Leon. Fifty. In a single day, you’ve become a millionaire, and that’s beyond insane. With this new skills of yours, Leon, I think you can have all the wealth in the world.”“Healing skills?” Leon furrowed his brows. “It’s a great deal here, huh?”Dante laughed. “Are you kidding? Today, you cured an illness that should have been impossible with a touch. An
From Humiliation to Godhood 8: Leon is dead
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From Humiliation to Godhood 9: Diane?
Gerald Hartwell had just returned from work, and while Leon remained in his room, the rest of the family gathered in his spacious study for an important discussion.Seated across from her parents on the couch, Isabella straightened her posture and cleared her throat. “Dad, Mom, I’ve made my decision.”Gerald and Miranda glanced at each other in confusion. Gerald leaned forward slightly, his gaze sharp. “What decision? It better be the right one,” he warned.Isabella sighed before speaking. “I’ve decided… to accept Victor’s proposal.”Miranda’s confusion instantly melted into delight, her brown eyes lighting up as a wide smile stretched across her face. “Are you serious? You really mean it?”Isabella gave a firm nod. “Yes, Mom. I understand my responsibility as your only daughter. I don’t want the rest of our so-called family thinking they can take anything from us just because I’m tied to Leon. I won’t let that happen. I won’t be the reason we lose everything.”Gerald’s lips curled in
From Humiliation to Godhood 10: I need silver needles
“Diane?”Leon was horrified, and his mind rejected the sight. ‘No. Impossible. This is an illusion. Diane is dead. She has been for a long time.’Had she fallen from the sky?Gasps and murmurs filled the air as a crowd gathered around the bloody sight before him.“Oh my God, did she fall or was she pushed?”“That’s a three-story drop. She’s definitely dead.”Leon’s silver eyes lifted to the building above. ‘Not from the heavens, then. A mortal fall. But was she truly real? he pondered, completely shocked as he looked back at her.Then he saw it… faint, but unmistakable. Her life force still clung to her battered form, refusing to fade completely.Without hesitation, he crouched beside her, his fingers pressing deftly against precise points on her body, stabilizing what remained of her existence. Then, effortlessly, he lifted her into his arms and carried her away through the stunned onlookers.He thought deeply as he walked. ‘Diane is on the edge, and my energy alone won’t be enough.
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As Edward gave Leon the needles, he ran his finger across it, and began to flick it, liking the feel in his hand.The young assistant scoffed. “Hmph, what a waste of time. I’ve never seen a dead person come back to life!”Edward shot him a sharp glance. “Enough. Leave the room.”The assistant hesitated for a moment, visibly taken aback, but eventually obeyed, leaving reluctantly.Edward turned his attention back to Leon. His voice softened. “Do you need my assistance?”Though he knew it was pointless, he still felt compelled to offer. Decades of medical practice had taught him that sometimes, people just needed to believe in something… if only to ease their own sorrow. That was how compassionate he was.Even toward strangers, he showed kindness and sympathy, qualities that had contributed to his esteemed name.Leon finally looked at him, considering. “Well, if you can help, then hold these two pressure points.”Edward’s eyes followed Leon’s precise gestures toward two locations—GV20,
From Humiliation to Godhood 12: Restoration pills
Leon’s gaze remained fixed on Diane, his silver eyes dark with something unreadable, pain, regret… something deeper.‘Why is she here?’ The question gnawed at him. ‘Why does my heart still stir for her… after all this time?’ he wondered, instinctively going to touch his chest.Edward studied him for a moment before offering a knowing smile. “Is she your wife?”Leon barely spared him a glance before shaking his head. “No. She’s just my…” His voice trailed off, frustration flickering across his face. He let out a sharp breath before shifting his attention to Edward. “Enough about that. I need a few things. You’re going to get them for me.”Edward didn’t flinch at the commanding tone. Instead, he nodded with respect. “Of course. Anything you require, Mr…?” He hesitated. “May I ask for your name?”Leon responded without thinking. “Azrael.” A second later, realization hit him. He had given his true name. But after a brief pause, he simply nodded to himself. “Yes. That’s my name. Leon Azr
From Humiliation to Godhood 13: Diane
Ignoring Edward’s shock, Leon retrieved one of the pills, crushed it into a fine powder, and mixed it with water before carefully administering it to Diane.Then with wide, unblinking eyes, Edward saw something beyond reason, beyond anything he had ever seen.Her wounds, deep and fatal only moments ago, began to close. Skin knit itself back together, bruises faded, and in mere seconds, her body looked as if it had never been injured at all. Bloodstains remained, but her skin beneath was flawless.“This… this is unbelievable!” he gasped, his voice filled with awe. He had spent his entire life in medicine, yet he had never encountered anything remotely close to what he was witnessing now.He looked at Leon and began to wonder, ‘Who really is this young man? There's no way an ordinary human can do this.’His eyes drifted to the golden pills still resting in the pot. Their value was immeasurable. These small pellets had the power to heal wounds that should have taken weeks, if not months
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“Diane?” Leon echoed in silent surprise.His silver eyes lowered slightly. ‘Her name is actually Diane. Just like before. Is this a mere coincidence? Only her last name is different…’“Could I get the time, please?” Diane asked, glancing between them.“It’s already five in the evening,” Edward replied.Diane’s shoulders tensed, a flicker of fear crossing her face. “Already…?” she murmured.Edward studied her, then suddenly asked, “Forgive me, but did you say your last name is Lancaster?”Diane lifted her head and nodded.“Then that means… you’re part of the Lancaster family? The owners of Lancaster Enterprises?”A sigh left her lips. “Yes, that’s me.”Edward’s brows lifted in surprise. The Lancasters were among the ten wealthiest families in Brookdale. And one of them had nearly died tonight?‘What could have happened to her?’Leon, meanwhile, studied Diane with narrowed eyes. Fear. It clung to her, thick and suffocating.‘Why is she giving off fear?’ he wondered.Diane swallowed ha
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He took a step closer, towering over her as he continued, “Now think about this, if I decided to report this little stunt to the police, I could easily make these men back me up. Imagine the headlines: daughter of a known criminal caught committing a felony. Your father’s reputation is already in the gutter. Add yours to it, and you’ll be finished. You’ll be lucky if you can ever show your face in public again.”Tears welled up in Diane’s eyes, and she shook her head desperately, her entire body trembling. “Please… I just wanted to know the truth about Dana’s death!” she cried out, her voice breaking under the weight of her fear.Ethan smirked cruelly, folding his arms again. “Dana’s death? That was over a year ago. Why are you digging up something that should stay buried and rotten?” he said, his tone dripping with condescension. “Face it, Diane. You set a trap and ended up falling into it yourself. That’s so stupid.”Diane’s face crumpled as her fear turned into full-blown sobs. Her
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Ethan laughed bitterly, shaking his head like he found her pathetic.Diane wiped her eyes quickly, her voice low and cold. “I’m not letting you walk out of here until you tell me everything. I’ll keep you here as long as it takes. And if you think this is bad, just wait, I’ll drag Brianna here too if I have to.”Ethan chuckled under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief.“You always looked so bright, so innocent,” he muttered darkly. “But look at you now. Who would’ve thought, you’re just another bitch. Doing this to your own cousin… your own family?!”Then Ethan chuckled darkly, the sound low and mocking.“Ahh, now I see what’s happening here,” he said, a cruel grin curling on his lips. “That poor bastard you’ve been clinging to… he’s been feeding you just enough courage to make you believe you can stand tall in a hurricane. Like a paper boat floating on a raging river, causing you to think you're moving forward, but you’re really just seconds from sinking straight to the bottom.
64: Unexpected abduction 2
Ethan’s eyes widened in pure disbelief at the figure that stepped through the entrance.Diane.She walked in slowly, calmly, her heels echoing against the metal floor. There was a faint smile on her lips, one that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“Well,” she said smoothly, “surprise to see me, Ethan?”Ethan’s expression twisted into rage. Even with the gag still in place, the hatred in his eyes was unmistakable.Diane tilted her head and sighed dramatically, clearly unimpressed by the fury in his stare. She walked over to him, crouched slightly, and began to untie the cloth from around his mouth.The second it dropped, Ethan spat out his words like venom. “You bitch!” he barked, eyes blazing with fury.Diane didn’t flinch. In fact, she just scoffed.“Relax, Ethan,” she said coolly. “I brought you here for a reason.”Ethan yanked against the ropes binding him, his face flushed with fury. “And what kind of stupid reason involves kidnapping me and tying me up?!” he shouted. “I swear, when I
63: Unexpected abduction
Ethan walked into the garage of Lancaster Enterprises, making his way to his car while talking on the phone with Brianna, who had called to remind him about their scheme against Diane.Ethan let out a tired sigh, glancing around the garage before responding. “We’re trying to be careful here, Brianna. We have to be strategic about this. Our plans didn't work the first time, and it’s imperative that Diane closes this deal with Mr. Grave before we make another move. She’s our only access to that contract.”“Well, I still don't like that she's getting such an opportunity,” Brianna replied, clearly irritated. “You know this isn't just about getting the contract, it’s the prestige, the access, the spotlight. Why should she get that kind of privilege before me? It’s insulting.”Ethan slowed his pace as he approached his car, pausing beside it with a furrowed brow. “Well, she won’t be flaunting anything if she’s no longer breathing. I mean, think about Dana. She scored that massive deal a few
62: Apex Clinic 5
Leon stood still, eyes fixed on Johnathan’s body lying lifeless on the floor of the clinic ward. His mind was spinning. His brain tried to piece together what just happened, but it was like grasping smoke. ‘Something killed him…’ the thought echoed through Leon’s mind like a slow tolling bell. He watched as Johnathan’s skin lost every bit of color, his features hollowing unnaturally fast. His body stiffened, rigor mortis setting in much too quickly. It looked like he’d been dead for months, not minutes. Just then, the door slammed open and Jarvis and Dante stepped in, both stopping short at the sight in front of them. “Oh my God!” Dante gasped, his voice laced with disbelief and horror. “He’s dead! He’s…” His words stumbled as his eyes locked onto the body. “Damn, he’s…” he trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. Whatever he was about to say got caught in his throat. “He was a dead man walking,” Leon said flatly, his eyes still locked on the corpse. His mind was elsewhere, tu
61: Apex Clinic 4
At Apex Clinic, Leon sat behind his desk, eyes narrowed in deep thought. Something wasn’t right, and he could feel it in his bones. There was a disturbance he couldn’t ignore, something festering just beneath the surface. If he didn’t get to the bottom of it soon, it would keep gnawing at him.The dark energy surrounding Johnathan Kells had been undeniable. It was the same one he’d seen before, specifically in Daniel Mercer’s leg. That couldn’t be a coincidence.Letting out a deep sigh, Leon muttered to himself, “Whatever this is… I don’t recognize the signature, but I know one thing—it’s not good.”His phone began to ring, pulling him out of his thoughts. He glanced at the screen. Itwas Diane.He answered.“I can’t believe it, Leon!” Diane’s voice rang through the speaker, filled with excitement.“What?” Leon asked, his expression still shadowed with confusion.“I thought I was done for,” Diane said quickly. “My grandpa said I had to hand over the opportunity you gave me to my cousin
60: Apex Clinic 3
Johnathan Kells shifted restlessly, growing more irritated by the second. He felt like he was being interrogated, and it was quickly wearing on his nerves. With clenched teeth, he yanked the machines from his body and stood up, his voice laced with frustration. “Where’s Jarvis Grave? I need to speak to him, because I’m not going to sit here and be harassed by… someone like you. A self-proclaimed healer who thinks waving needles makes him God.” Unfazed, Leon let out a low chuckle. “Those words are coming from a place of fear, and that’s why you can't admit it. Jarvis isn't gonna help you here, so I suggest you to tell me the source of why you've been a dead man walking.” Johnathan shook his head violently. “I’m not telling you anything because there’s nothing to tell! I’m not some ‘dead man walking.’ Whatever you saw after examining me… maybe the equipment you used is just malfunctioning. Maybe it’s a fluke.” Leon couldn’t suppress another chuckle, clearly amused. “I don’t need
59: Apex Clinic 2
At Leon’s new office in Apex Clinic, Leon sat behind his desk, calm and focused, while Jarvis relaxed on the sofa nearby. Dante remained standing, holding a set of patient files in his hand, which he passed to both men.Leon flipped open the clinical note in front of him, scanning the content as Dante began to speak.“Our first patient is a city council member in Brookdale, Mr. Johnathan Kells,” Dante said. “He wants to run for Mayor, but it’s gonna be difficult, because, well, as a stage four pancreatic cancer patient, he's living on borrowed time.”Jarvis’s brow furrowed as he flipped through the pages. Something didn’t add up.“Wait,” he said, pointing at the note. “Did you examine him recently or is this accurate? Because it’s written here that the patient has exceeded the expected survival window by approximately three months.”Dante sighed, and replied, “Yeah, I examined him myself. It’s strange. I’ve reviewed everything… labs, scans, the tumor progression. According to all our
58: Apex Clinic 1
At the Lancaster Villa, inside Gregory’s study room, the family was having a meeting. It was a situation that was frustrating for them. The air was stiff with tension, the kind that pressed down on everyone’s shoulders.Jarvis Grave demanded to see just Diane before they could sign a contract with him, and it put them in a very tight spot“D-dad…” Brianna said with a frown, her arms folded tightly across her chest. “Do we really have to let Diane take all the glory?” There was a bite in her voice, the kind that masked insecurity. She hated how Diane always seemed to find her way into the spotlight, even when she wasn’t around.David shook his head, lost in deep thought. “Are you saying that poor guy… what was his name again? Was involved?” he asked Ethan, clearly trying to piece things together.Ethan nodded, and explained to them what Leon had said about Jarvis owing him, and which was why Jarvis gave Diane such a birthday celebration and made Diane the one to have the business meet
