Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 747

Chapter 747: Singularity

Laplace’s Orb of Destruction struck the sea wall created by Amelia, exploding with a deafening boom.

Steam and mist filled the Amelia’s Complete world.

The explosion faded slowly.

When the mist cleared, Laplace was standing with an annoyed look on his face.

Arthur was back beside Percival, holding Felix’s body.

"That was... surprising," Laplace said quietly.

His eyes weren’t on Amelia or Arthur.

They were on Percival.

"You manipulated his Fate and protected him from the Fate of Death," Laplace said, his tone now curious. "Such a powerful ability... It reminds me of that bastard ’I’."

He narrowed his eyes, studying Percival’s existence more closely.

"Wait. Now that I look closer—"

"That’s enough, Laplace," the voice of Kaelus, one of the Ancient Dragons, echoed from above.

Laplace stopped and looked up.

He clicked his tongue in irritation.

"You’re no fun, Kaelus."

"We are not here to have fun."

Laplace sighed, stretching his neck as if this whole situation bored him.

"Fine, fine. You always ruin the fun part."

Amelia and other remained silent, watching their exchange.

Percival’s nose was bleeding heavily, and his eyes had turned completely white.

He looked blind, but it wasn’t just that.

His body was shaking uncontrollably.

He vomited blood.

Amelia crouched beside him, trying to heal him while also working on reviving Felix, but her abilities weren’t working.

No matter how much she tried, Percival’s wounds wouldn’t close.

Arthur was already healed, though his breathing was rough.

Sweat ran down his temples as he pushed himself to his feet.

"Take care of both of them," Arthur said, his voice weak but steady. "And move away. I’m going to use my Singularity."

Amelia’s eyes widened. "Arthur, that’s too dangerous. You can’t—"

"We don’t have any other choice," Arthur said firmly. His tone left no room for argument.

He turned toward Laplace.

"Singularity."

At that moment, Arthur’s consciousness cut off from his body.

It felt as if his sense of self was being pulled out, drifting weightlessly into nothing.

When he opened his eyes again, he was standing in a black void.

Beneath him spread a vast sea of white flames, each one flickering with life.

Sea Of All Consciousness.

"You’re here," a calm voice said.

Arthur turned his head and saw her approaching, the Witch of Greed.

She floated toward him.

He had been here before, so her presence didn’t surprise him.

"So," she said, crossing her arms, "you used your Singularity despite my warnings."

Her voice carried a faint amusement.

"Fine. Go ahead, but remember the rules. If you embody someone far stronger than you, you’ll lose yourself forever."

Arthur nodded slowly.

Or rather, his current form did.

He was nothing but a white flame floating in this endless sea, part of the vast network of consciousness that connected all living beings.

He began to drift through it, searching.

Arthur’s Singularity was [I]—the Singularity of Oneself.

When activated, it broke the law that separated individual identities.

It allowed him to embody someone else who was connected to him —his Life Flame— within the Sea of All Consciousness.

"I need to embody someone powerful," he muttered, scanning the glowing expanse below.

There were countless flames, each representing a soul, a person, a being.

Then, he saw it.

A gigantic sword made of white fire.

It was cracked, and it looked... tired, ready to fall apart at any moment.

And yet, the sword continued to stand proudly. As if saying, nothing could make it bend or break.

He knew immediately who it belonged to.

Neo.

Arthur moved closer, reaching toward it, but a powerful force pushed him back.

It was impossible to get near.

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