The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

“So basically, in my life as an Asura, I did nothing against the heavens, yet they came after me,” Klaus asked the only question on his mind right when Queenie seemed to have calmed down a bit to answer.

“That is basically what happened. After our first meeting, you vanished for 20 years and returned as an Asura. Since then, you have just focused on doing what every Asura did: protecting the universe. However, they came after you anyway.”

From what Queenie described, the heavens basically chose to hunt down Klaus in every incarnation for absolutely no reason.

Of course, he had lived as Fruity for thousands of years, but to this day, he just doesn’t understand why the heavens hate him. Why do they want to destroy his life and take everything from him?

Klaus is already aware that when it comes to the rules, they don’t hold much sway over him. Of course, while the rules don’t apply to him, they also don’t favour him the way the heavens favour some people.

These people are known as Heaven’s Favourites.

They never favoured him and always tried to suppress him. However, the key root cause of this hatred is something he knew nothing about.

He is above the rules, but even if he were, that doesn’t change the fact that the heavens hate him and will go to unethical lengths just to destroy him.

From what Queenie described him to be, he clearly was protecting the heavens by protecting everyone in the universe, yet they came after him.

And in a way, Klaus seems to think his past selves before his Asura self didn’t reveal themselves to him like they did for Fruity.

The only reason he could ever be described as peaceful is if he had no idea the kind of person her was. This means the heavens knew that and they took advantage of that.

“This is concerning in a way. I naturally don’t have any animosity against the heavens from the start. That much I can be sure of.

However, through their underhanded means, it seems I have officially become their enemy, and now, I understand something that might be the root cause of everything.”

“And that is,” Queenie asked. She most definitely would want to know more about why the heavens hate her man.

“They are jealous of me. I think the heavens are jealous of me to the point that seeing me happy makes their blood boil and soul pale.

But who can blame them? Just look at me. I am everyone’s dream. When it comes to handsomeness, I am unparalleled. Strength: Nobody can compete with me. Awesomeness, I have enough to spare.

They are jealous of me, and well, I don’t blame them. Though this time around, instead of waiting for them to mess up my life, I will make them regret the day they set their sight on me.”

Queenie stared at Klaus for a few seconds, wondering just what to say to him.

“Neva was right, your shamelessness transcends space and time.”

Klaus just laughed.

“Who is this Neva… I would like to know more about her. Is she one of my fans?”

“She is your second wife, and my sister, you playboy. I didn’t even know when it happened.

One time, you were escorting her to an ancient battlefield so she could go get some ancient spirit to refine her weapon; the next I knew, you were fucking her without asking for my permission first.”

“It’s probably her fault. As you can see, this paragon body isn’t one ladies can easily resist.” Queenie wrapped her arm around Klaus’s neck and landed a loving knock on his head.

Klaus just laughed, knowing moments like this were the main reason he came on this vacation. It’s the small moments like that that will make all the difference in the end.

Queenie is loving their interaction, and Klaus is more than happy to see this moment blossom into something good.

Recalling how she died and those she lost in the process wasn’t something that could be taken lightly. So Klaus was doing his best to make her feel loved.

“I miss her,” Queenie said, looking at Klaus with a calm yet sad expression. Klaus leaned in and hugged her as if telling her he was there with her.

“Don’t lose hope just yet. If you are here, I am sure she is out there somewhere.”

“You think so?”

“I know so. I am too awesome not to have a backup plan for all I do. For now, let’s wait till I get my memories back. I will get down to the root of everything.”

Queenie nodded and fell into Klaus’s arms.

“By the way, don’t tell your sisters about your past life… at least not yet. You are only able to tell me this without any consequences because I am the paragon.

The moment you tell them of your past, the heavens will take it as an offense, and you already know how shameful they can be.”

Queenie doesn’t need to be told; she already knows what the heavens are capable of, so she wouldn’t make that mistake, which he knew the heavens would use as an excuse just to take something or someone dear to her heart.

“Tell me more about your sister.”

Klaus and Queenie spent more hours in each other’s arms, with Queenie telling him all he wanted to know. By the time they were done, it was time for dinner—their last dinner before leaving for Ross City.

The dinner was as Klaus had expected: delicious, with a fun atmosphere that made everyone want more of it.

However, as it turned out, not everything lasts forever, so they had to leave and continue their vacation somewhere else.

Even Lucy and Anna chose not to spend the night with Klaus, planning to do so when they arrived in Ross City.

The next day, Klaus went to see Lady Miko and the two troublemakers.

“So you are living, huh?” Lady Miko said with a slight sigh.

“Yes. I have quite a lot of in-laws to visit, so unfortunately, while I would love to stay and enjoy your cooking, duty calls.”

Klaus smiled, looking at the two sisters who, though they appeared nonchalant on the outside, were sad on the inside.

Lady Miko made it clear she was sad he was leaving. But she knew Klaus had to leave and go see his other in-laws. Keeping him to herself is just her way of being selfish.

Klaus smiled at their expression and made it a must to return here at least once before he got back out there.

“Of course, I am not going to leave without gifting you all something.” Klaus produced three smaller ice cubes with a red tint on the inside.

“This is something that will make you all grow much stronger.” Klaus turned to Lady Miko, “Though you hate violence, as a good son-in-law, I can’t help but want you to have the means to protect yourself.

So take this, and who knows, we might just grow closer and more connected as a family.”

Klaus handed one cube of his frozen blood to Lady Miko, Mio, and Miki. They received it with grateful smiles on their faces. Klaus was happy to see that.