Apocalypse Cheater

Chapter 201: Sorrow of Longing

[: Daniel POV :]

Elos gazed at me with a mixture of wisdom and sorrow in his shadowy eyes.

"Knowing what Isis had done with her Saintess, then, it'll make this easier,"

He said, his voice echoing through the ancient prison.

"Me and my brothers had rebelled, and we had lost. Now, we're stuck inside this seal. There's no chance of us getting out, and we had lost all hope."

A heavy pause hung in the air, emphasizing the gravity of the situation.

Elos's gaze shifted, fixing on me with a glimmer of newfound optimism.

"But,"

He continued, a subtle smile forming on his shadowy features, "It seems like we have hope."

The proposition hung in the air, a question that held the weight of my future outcome.

Elos looked directly into my eyes, his voice carrying a solemn yet hopeful tone. "Boy, do you want my power and strength?"

Without hesitation, I met Elos's gaze, a confident smirk playing on his lips.

"Yes," I replied, embracing the opportunity that could alter the course my future.

"You're quite greedy, aren't you?" he remarked, his smirk evident in his fading voice.

"I get that quite a lot," I responded, maintaining my composure.

"Alright, since you want my power so much, then, here you go," he declared.

The merging of our energies created an otherworldly display.

In the midst of this ethereal fusion, Elos, seizing the last moments of his existence, had a final request.

"Can you deliver me a last message to Isis?"

"I'll do what I can," I assured him.

"Tell her that I'm glad that I have met her, and I didn't even regret meeting her once," he conveyed his feelings.

"Alright, I'll make sure to deliver that message," I promised.

With a final sad smile, Elos uttered, "I'm glad..."

And then, he dissipated, leaving behind the echoes of his parting words in the ancient prison.

As Elos's essence melded with mine, the sensation was surreal.

His fading laughter echoed through the emptiness of the ancient prison.

[: Congratulations, you have received the power from the Forbidden King Fruit :]

[: Congratulations, you have received the skill of Salvation (Mythic) :]

[: Salvation (Mythic) :]

- A being that gave salvation to all those who desire to be saved. The more he saved, the more powerful he'll become -

Excitement pulsed through me as I embraced the newfound powers acquired from consuming the Forbidden King Fruit.

I could feel the energy surge within my body.

However, it seemed like the time had come and a few seconds later, my consciousness had returned to my body.

Upon returning, I was back in the room with Seraphina gazing directly to my eyes and I could sense the eagerness from her.

"How was it? Did you meet him?"

Her voice quivered, revealing a vulnerability that hinted at something beyond Seraphina's usual demeanour.

I paused for a moment, sensing the subtle shifts in her tone and expression.

I furrowed my brow, trying to understand the sudden shift in her demeanour.

"Seraphina, I'm not Elos. I'm Daniel. You know that."

Her gaze bore into mine, and in those darkened eyes, I could sense a conviction that sent a shiver down my spine.

"No, you're him. I can feel his presence within you."

I shook my head, denying the notion that I had somehow become Elos.

"Seraphina, I carry his essence, but that doesn't mean I am him. We're two distinct beings."

Her laughter cut through the air, a haunting sound that echoed in the dimly lit room.

"You can't fool me, Elos. I know your voice, your essence''

''It's merged with Daniel's, but you're still there, combined with his shadows."

I took a cautious step back, my concern deepening as her words painted a picture of a mind on the edge.

"Seraphina, please listen. I'm still Daniel. Elos may be a part of me, but I am not him."

But she seemed beyond reason, her gaze unyielding.

"You're trying to deceive me, but I see through it. The Forbidden King Fruit has brought him back, and you're his successor."

Desperation clawed at my chest as I grappled with how to reach her.

"Seraphina, I don't want to see you like this''

''Elos is gone. What you're feeling is the connection we share, not his return."

Her eyes gleamed with a strange fervour as she took a step closer. "You're him and that's all matters''

I raised my hands in a gesture of both caution and plea. "Seraphina, don't''

Before I could react, Seraphina raised her hands, and otherworldly energy pulsed around her.

It felt like the room itself responded to her emotions, distorting reality in unsettling ways.

"Serpahina, please!" I pleaded, but my words seemed to fall on deaf ears.

All of a sudden, a godly strength emanated from her, binding me in an ethereal restraint.

I felt the force of her will, a testament to the depth of her grief and sorrow.

Unable to break free, I could only watch as she approached, her eyes fixed on mine with a strange mix of sorrow and conviction.

As she neared, the invisible bonds tightened, leaving me immobile.

With a deliberate slowness, Seraphina placed her head against my chest, her embrace carrying an odd mixture of despair and comfort.

"Elos," she whispered, her voice laced with a profound sadness.

I struggled against the ethereal restraints, my frustration growing.

"Seraphina, please, you're not seeing clearly. I'm still Daniel. Elos is gone."

But she remained steadfast, her grip unyielding.

"It doesn't matter. Whether you're Daniel or Elos, you carry his essence. That's enough for me."

Tears streamed down her face as she continued to hold me, finding solace in the belief that a part of Elos lived on within me.

"I couldn't save him back then, but I won't let go of this chance."

"Seraphina," I whispered, the weight of her grief becoming palpable.

"I understand your pain, but this isn't the way. Elos found peace, and I need you to find it too."

She shook her head, refusing to let go.

"You don't understand. I lost him once, and I won't lose him again."