Transmigrated as a Fat villain: All heroines are after me - Chapter 45 - 45 - I will never leave you, Zeph

Chapter 45: Chapter 45 – I will never leave you, Zeph

I, as usual, began my day with a sense of routine and detachment, a result of the countless lifetimes I had lived.

My emotions had become something I could control with ease, a necessary skill given my unusual circumstances.

Today was the day for selecting students for the practical session in the infamous ‘Black Forest,’ where I had once put that unruly Lizard in its place. I led a group of students into the forest, knowing the dangers that lurked within.

However, I soon sensed some students veering away from the group. At first, I assumed they were simply exploring the vicinity. The same boy with golden eyes with the extraordinary physical strength trailed behind them, which put me at ease, considering they would soon come from the forest.

I waited patiently for their return, given that I had placed certain restrictions on their movements. Time passed, and I began to grow concerned as they failed to rejoin the group. Even the argumentative girl, gifted with her Intuition ability, had ventured ahead of them, ensuring their safety—or so I thought.

Then, a familiar and dreaded roar pierced the air, echoing the one from the time I had dealt with that troublesome Lizard. I should have eradicated the creature back then.

In an instant, I teleported to their location, simultaneously creating an illusion to conceal my presence from the remaining students.

As I arrived, my heart sank at the scene of utter destruction. The ominous black Dragon loomed menacingly, and my eyes quickly landed on the girl, who was now sobbing uncontrollably, paralyzed with grief. My thoughts immediately turned to the boy who was always by her side. I heightened my senses, feeling the presence of the boy within the Dragon’s menacing maw.

I teleported right in front of the colossal beast, which seemed to recognize me despite my altered appearance. It launched an Omega attack, and my thoughts were solely on the unconscious boy trapped within its jaws.

I summoned a protective barrier around his frail body. It was a struggle due to the boy’s location inside the Dragon’s scales that was somewhat resistant to outside mana, but the child still clung to life, his artifact surprisingly channeling mana to reinforce my barrier.

The Dragon unleashed its devastating breath, and I employed spatial magic to redirect the energy into the sky, away from the forest. Finally, I managed to catch the boy.

For the first time in countless lifetimes,

I allowed myself to be consumed by emotions.

Anger burned fiercely as I glared at the Dragon,

which now seemed to experience what it truly meant to feel terror.

Without hesitation, I used Disintegrate on the Dragon, watching its body crumble and dissolve.

The suffering and pain I witnessed in the boy’s condition brought back painful memories of my own child’s anguish, who had suffered just like this child. With a heavy heart, I teleported, carefully managing my mana to protect the grieving girl, preventing her from getting any harm.

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<Thalia’s POV>

Despair gripped my heart like a vice, and I felt all hope slipping away. The Dragon’s impending attack was a menacing threat, and my Intuition had been screaming with fear.

But then, A man appeared in sky ,for the first time in what felt like an eternity, it ceased its relentless warnings, and a faint glimmer of hope whispered, “Everything will be alright.”

My breath caught in my throat as I witnessed Zeph being forcefully expelled from the Dragon’s monstrous maw.

The stranger who had appeared in the sky and deflected the Dragon’s attack showcased incredible strength, but the pain of losing Zeph overwhelmed me.

The emotions that had been dormant within me for so long surged to the surface, and I realized that what I had been feeling all along was genuine, unfiltered emotion.

“I’m so sorry, Zeph,” I whispered in anguish, my eyes welling up with tears that streamed down my face like a river.

The tears seemed endless, and each one was a testament to the profound loss I was experiencing.

The man arrived with Zeph’s lifeless form, and I couldn’t hold back my grief any longer. I cried out,

“Aahh, Zeph, Zeph, please, no!”

My voice cracked with the agony of losing him. I understood now that the emotions that had been building within me were real, and they weighed heavily on my heart.

Desperation overwhelmed me as I begged Zeph to awaken. The origin of this chapter’s debut can be traced to n(0)vel(b)(j)(n).

“Open your eyes, Zeph,” I sobbed, my tears blurring my vision.

“I’ll annul our engagement, please, just wake up, please.” My words were filled with raw pain, a plea to the heavens for a miracle that might never come.

As I clung to Zeph’s lifeless form, my tears fell like rain, and the pain in my heart was almost unbearable.

I couldn’t fathom the agony he was enduring, and it broke my heart to witness his suffering.

Then, in the midst of my despair, I heard a faint, trembling voice, like a fragile whisper in the wind.

Zeph’s voice, strained and weakened, reached my ears. His words were barely audible, but they pierced through my grief.

“So, now… I… become… roasted… chicken… you will… leave… haa.” His voice faltered, and I could hear the pain lacing each word.

My heart ached at his feeble attempt at humor, even in the face of such dire circumstances. It was a testament to his strength and resilience, even in the midst of his suffering.

“No, no,” I choked out, my voice trembling as I held him tighter. “I am sorry. I will never leave you.” My words were filled with determination and a promise that I would do whatever it took to bring him back from the brink of death.