Chapter 420
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Chapter 420: The Path I Choose
Many possibilities unfolded, revealing the different paths that Maryse could take.
Water World
In this timeline, Maryse lived in Tatsumi City, a place ravaged by a massive flood. The survivors took refuge on the rooftops of tall buildings. Superhumans, emerging from the chaos, quickly unified and began ruling over the common people. At first, there was still some semblance of order, but as time passed, the superhumans fought among themselves for dwindling resources.
The ordinary people were enslaved from the start.
Maryse, once a mighty warrior, fought in countless battles before finally becoming the queen of a mere few thousand survivors. But her reign was a lonely one.
When the Sea Clan invaded, the few thousand people left began to perish, one by one. The astute Maryse had already prepared for this. She gathered supplies and forced metal-element superhumans to build sturdy boats for her escape. The Sea Clan continued their slaughter, claiming the land as their own.
After her last companion died, Maryse, exhausted and worn, still found the strength to survive. She controlled the fish, summoned them to the deck, and used relics from her battles to create fresh water and consume memories. Alone at sea, she continued to exist.
But in the end, it was a life of solitude, survival without purpose.
Maryse shook her head gently, resolute. She didn’t want to follow this path.
Looking at it from another angle, Water World’s powers were too specialized to be effective in most situations. It wasn’t a path she would choose.
Moon Dancer
In another possibility, Maryse was born with a fragment of the Eternal Moon’s power in her soul. Raised in secrecy by an evil cult, she was groomed to be a deadly weapon, her dance an expression of the terrifying force that lay within her. The cult used her to conquer, spreading destruction wherever they went.
One day, when the cult was near collapse, Maryse danced beneath the moon, captivating all who saw her. But behind her beauty lay a deadly intent. Those who gazed upon her lost their vitality, one by one. The cult, using her, defeated their enemies and captured kingdoms.
Then a powerful hero infiltrated the cult, seeking to stop them. But when the hero saw Maryse, he was entranced by her beauty, hesitating to act. Maryse, pretending to be innocent, begged him to take her away.
Believing in her, the hero sought to save her. But in the end, Maryse betrayed him, killing him in a moment of cold calculation.
With the hero’s death, the cult gained control over all the lands, and Maryse lived in luxury, carefree under their surveillance.
“I am inherently bad… is it the power of the Outer God that made me this way?” she wondered aloud, scratching her head.
Maryse grimaced, resolute not to follow this path. She didn’t want to become a monster, regardless of the power it offered.
She looked at “Maryse” under the moonlight and whispered, “I am not a weapon, I have the courage to escape.”
The image of her father flashed in her mind. She had once wanted to speak to him, but that desire had faded over time.
Daughter of Willpower
In this timeline, Maryse was born in a world dominated by superhumans, where ordinary people revered them as idols and heroes. Born with powerful telekinesis, Maryse joined a commercial superhuman company, living a life of fame and luxury. Her fans adored her, sending her gifts and supporting her career.
However, Maryse soon discovered the dark truth: the core heroes of the company were corrupt, using their fame for selfish purposes. The public-facing smiles hid the evil deeds they committed behind closed doors.
Maryse, driven by anger, killed one of the villains in a moment of fury, but was then surrounded and defeated by the company’s strongest heroes.
Faced with two choices — accept everything or die — Maryse surrendered, realizing there was nowhere to escape. She continued to live as an idol, playing the hero for the public, receiving a small commission from commercial profits, and thus “finding a happy ending.”
“…What is this?” Maryse was speechless. “Is this what I’m meant to be? A bad person born out of necessity?”
She rejected this possibility. There had to be something better.
Fairy Tale Witch
In this world, Maryse was a little witch trapped in a different dimension, alone and without friends or family. That was, until one day when a god’s power rescued her and she glimpsed the outside world. Eventually, she met a kind prince who, after each battle, would smile and study magic with her, growing stronger by her side.
The little witch fell in love with him, but soon discovered that he was destined to save a princess locked in a tower, a fate that would see the prince marry the princess while she remained by the wayside.
Despite the sadness, she chose to sacrifice herself when the prince was cursed. She willingly gave her life, knowing it was the only way to break the curse.
The prince survived, but his life was never the same. He spent his years searching for a way to bring her back.
Maryse paused in silence after reading this. She continued to contemplate the choices before her.
Dragon Singer
In a primitive world, where humans still wielded stone and bronze weapons, Maryse was a sorceress of a small tribe. As the only priestess, she had the responsibility of protecting her people. But when a neighboring tribe attacked, her tribe was defeated.
Maryse called upon the dragons to protect them. This ritual became a repeated cycle, as she summoned dragons time and again to defend her people.
With her powers, Maryse’s tribe grew stronger, eventually reaching a million people. The Tribe of Dragons was born.
But one day, the dragons came to her with a terrible demand. To continue their contract, her daughter would need to become the next witch, and Maryse and her lover would have to sacrifice their lives.
Faced with this grim choice, Maryse and her love chose to give up their lives to save their tribe. Their sacrifice ensured the survival of the Tribe of Dragons, completing their mission.
Maryse fell silent, reflecting on the harsh choices presented before her.
After considering all these
possibilities, Maryse finally
came to a conclusion.
“Who am I truly?” she asked
herself.
She smiled faintly,
remembering the first time she
met Mu Ling. “I am a dancer
of the soul,” she said. “I am
Maryse, both free and fake!”
She wasn’t the savior of the
world, nor was she a saint. She
cared only for those who
loved her and those whom she
loved in return. Mu Ling, Irena,
and the others — they
mattered because they cared
for her.
Maryse’s eyes gleamed with
newfound clarity.
“Those who don’t know me…
don’t matter. I just want the
people I love to live better than
anyone else.”
She had made her decision.
The path she would walk was
one of protecting those she
loved, no matter the cost.
Once again, a strange
phenomenon appeared in the
sky, sending invisible waves
across the city.
Tatsumi City’s people gazed
upwards, filled with joy. Some
danced and sang, unaware
that they were witnessing the
birth of a new demigod.
The extraordinary beings in
Tatsumi City felt the shift — a
deep, strange emotion stirred
within them.
Noah’s world consciousness,
too, celebrated Maryse’s
arrival.
Apocalypse.
Maryse opened her eyes,
feeling an unprecedented
surge of power within her. Her
soul had ascended to a new
level, one of purity and
strength.
“So this is me,” she whispered,
as the images of the entire city
unfolded before her mind.
Her power, now a full domain
scan, allowed her to perceive
everyone in the city. Only
beings of the same rank as
Apocalypse would not appear
to her; they would remain as
shadows.
She smiled. “The more
possibilities we gather, the
stronger we become. Soon, we
will all reach the Apocalypse
level.”
With that, she knew she was
no longer just a girl — she was
a force to be reckoned with.
She opened a portal, stepping
into Mu Ling’s villa. Mu Ling,
surprised at first, smiled
warmly.
“Congratulations, Maryse. You
are even more powerful than I
am now.”
Maryse smiled back, excited.
“Don’t worry, from now on, I’ll
protect you all.”
She had made her choice. She
would never let those she
loved perish.
