Reincarnated at Level Two Million - Chapter 133

Zell entered the throne room of Neuval, and his mother was sitting on the throne waiting for his return. “Mother, I have returned.” He said to her.

She looked at him with a mournful expression, knowing what his return meant for her baby girl. “So, you have dealt with your sister then?” She asked. She knew there was no other option, but it still hurt her to lose a child.

“Yes.” Zell replied. “Rose has been taken care of. She will not be troubling anyone ever again.”

“That’s good.” Elenore said. “Did you at least kill her swiftly without any suffering?”

“Yes.” Zell said. “Her death was quick and clean.”

Yrag walked over to his grandfather and gave him a big hug. “It is going to be okay grandpa.” He said. “You did what you had to do. It is not your fault that you had to kill her.”

Zell just stood there and let his grandson hug him for a moment before patting him on the back and pushing him away by his shoulders. “You don’t need to worry about me.” Zell said. “I will be fine. We have more important matters to discuss at present.”

“Yes, when will I be stepping down so that you will be king?” Elenore asked. “Neuval needs a strong leader to bring them into a golden age, I know that is you.”

“Neuval is no safer than the rest of the multiverse until the gods are put in their place.” Zell explained. “Before I do anything I need to deal with them. Otherwise, they will continue to attempt to interfere in our lives. There is no telling what other souls they will force here to fight in their stupid games for their entertainment.”

“I understand.” Elenore said. “Please do not wait too long. I feel unfit to hold the burden of the crown, it is not something that I ever desired in my life.”

“That is why you are the best choice to rule.” Zell said. “Someone who is weary of the power they hold is better than someone who only seeks to use it.”

“Why do I feel like there is something you are leaving out grandpa?” Yrag said. “I can’t help but have the same feeling I used to back on earth when you were trying to keep a secret.”

“I never could hide anything from you.” Zell said with a laugh. “There is no point in lying about it then. When I go and attack the gods, there is a chance I may become trapped in the divine realm for some time.”

“So, a self-sacrifice trope.” Yrag sighed. “Such is the fate of so many protagonists. Usually serves as an epic heroic moment, followed by the sadness of the companions and family. IT is a tragic trope that normally causes the audience to tear up with an emotional response they never saw coming.”

“What are you even talking about?” Zell asked, completely confused by his grandson’s choice of vocabulary. “This isn’t one of your comics, this is real life.”

“You say that.” Yrag replied. “But do you know how many reincarnation stories there are? How many in fantasy worlds just like this one? Where the hero has to kill the mighty demon lord and save the world? You can say it’s real-life grandpa, but in a world of magic such as this, I say it is far closer to my books than anything else. There is a power you will need. It is the only thing that can save you from the self-sacrifice trope.

You need the power of love. Only true love will be able to carry you through. It has to be someone your heart completely desires, full stop.”

“You know that there was only ever one woman for me.” Zell replied. “Your grandmother was my one and only. I don’t even look at other women the same way I did her. She was my everything, my sunrise and sunset. I would have walked through hell and back just to see her.”

“You still got it bad for grandma.” Yrag replied. “I know all these girls are throwing themselves at you. That’s how it always happens in this kind of tale. You have been turning them all down because you still love grandma?”

“Well, yes.” Zell replied. “I mean they are all nice, good-looking ladies, but my heart doesn’t care. After so many years of marriage, she is the only one I could ever see myself with. It still saddens me every time I go to sleep that she is not next to me. We rarely ever spent a night apart. In all our years you could count the nights we spent apart on one hand. She’s gone now though. I know I should move on, but my heart still needs time. It still needs to learn to beat without hers next to it. It is a pain I have yet to fully conquer.”

Elenore was crying her eyes out at the words of her son. She had never heard of a love so pure and deep, and to hear it come from the mouth of her child moved her as a mother and a woman. “You should go find her!” She screamed out. “A love like that is something that transcends time and space!”

“Great grandma is right.” Yrag said. “Even if grandma is a completely different person now because she got cleansed in the cycle, her soul would still remember you.”

“It is a multiverse with trillions upon trillions of souls out there.” Zell said. “How would I ever find her? She could be anywhere; she could also be happy. I would not want to take her happiness away from her. She’s gone and I just have to accept it.”

“Damn.” Yrag said. “I am sorry grandpa. I was just offering advice and I didn’t mean to break open old wounds. I just know how it always works in the stories and I just wanted you to come back to me.”

“Don’t worry.” Zell said. “I will, no matter what. I will come back to you.”

“So where are you off to now in your adventure to kill the gods?” Yrag asked.

“I need to visit my friends in Tarm and let them know what has happened.” Zell said. “I trust Kaitlyn has filled them in on the end of the war by now, but they need to know of the death of Rose and of my current plan to kill the gods. After that I will go and spend time with the dragons, they may still possess knowledge that I need to learn. Namely, how to track a god.”

“I see.” Yrag said. “Would you mind if I came along with you?”

Zell placed his hand on his grandson’s shoulder. “I am sorry.” Zell said. “I need you to stay here and help my mother govern. The peace between our peoples is fragile as a newborn baby, it needs constant attention so that it can grow and strengthen. I do not have the time to spare. Can I count on you to do this?”

Yrag nodded his head. “Yes, I will ensure our peoples live together in harmony.”

“I shall as well.” Elenore said. “No more of that silly war nonsense. No one’s sons or daughters need to die for no reason. We cannot let an entire generation die because of old hatreds. I will do my part as well. You can count on me.”

“Wonderful.” Zell said. “Thank you both. Now if you’ll excuse me, I must be going.” With that Zell teleported back to Tarm and found Samantha sitting on her throne half asleep with a bored expression on her face while an advisor rambled on about nonsense. Her eyes lit up when she saw Zell appear out of nowhere.

She jumped up from her throne and wrapped both of her arms around Zell’s neck. She squeezed him as tightly as she could. “I can’t believe you ended the war!” She cheered. “You saved countless lives and brought peace between the humans and nonhumans. The world is going to be a much better place now, all because of you.”

“Hey!” Kaitlyn yelled out as she entered the room and saw Samantha hanging from around Zell’s neck. “What is all this?!”

Samantha turned and looked at her friend. “Just rewarding our noble hero for his heroic deeds and achievements.” She said with a smile.

“By dangling from his neck?” Kaitlyn asked. “He isn’t even holding you. You are just kind of hanging there.”

Samantha turned and put her face right in Zell’s. “Oh, I think I am wearing him down.” She said while puckering her lips for a kiss.

Zell grabbed her by the waste and peeled her off of him and then placed her on the ground. “It was a good effort.” Zell said. “Also, it is nice to see you, Kaitlyn. Did you tell everyone?”

“Of course.” Kaitlyn replied.

“Good.” Zell said. “All there is to add is that my sister is dead.. Her reign of terror is over, and the peace is finally secured.”