The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

“Where are you taking me?” Klaus’ mom asked as Klaus held her hand, helping her to climb into their family car.

He had called Kofi, his driver and butler, back for just the day. He wanted his time with his mom to go well and feel special.

Klaus smiled as he also entered the car, and Kofi closed the door. “We are going to the Celestial Touch Restaurant. I was told they have the best breakfast you can ever ask for on Earth.”

“Oh, do they now?” Klaus’ mom raised her brow, hearing Klaus’ words. “I bet I can do better than them.”

“No doubt, Mom. You are the best cook in the entire world.”

“Just the world?” She pouted, looking at Klaus with puppy eyes.

“The entire Universe, Mom. You are the best cook in the entire Universe and beyond.”

She laughed. “That’s more like it.”

“However, since you seem to think they are the best, I will allow it and dine there today. If it is up to standard, I might just share my breakfast recipe with them.”

Klaus laughed. Even Kofi, who was driving them, couldn’t help shaking his head. He had been with Klaus and his mom since the first day they moved to their home, so he knew more about this brat and his mom than most.

He knew that when it came to the most important person in Klaus’s life, aside from his mom, nobody else came close. He loves his wives, but he cherishes his Mom.

He knew the family dynamics and knew when it came to making sure his mom was happy or making sure her son was happy, they didn’t joke about that.

It was one of the many reasons all the maids who had served back in Ross City followed them to Moonville and now Dream City.

Kofi focused on his driving while the mother and son bantered about random things.

“Oh, Mom, before I forget, don’t go teaching them how to cook. I know what you are capable of.”

Klaus could swear he saw a frown and unwillingness appear on her face. However, it vanished the next second and was replaced by a smile. “Don’t worry, I will be well-behaved.”

Klaus shook his head and chose to take her word for it. Since he planned to ensure this day went well, he knew that allowing her to be herself was also part of the plan.

After a thirty-minute drive, they arrived at the restaurant. Updates are released by novel·fiɾe·net

Neither Klaus nor his mom did any serious dressing up; however, because of their good looks, the moment they stepped out, they caught everyone’s eye.

Thankfully, Klaus chose to transform into Magnus, who had red hair and red eyes. He looked like Klaus, but without the white hair, it would take people some time to connect the dots.

His mom was also popular, but since she wasn’t in the news more often, people tended to forget her. But even so, people were sneakily taking pictures of the redhead and the silver-haired beauty who looked like she could bring the downfall of nations with a mere smile.

Klaus led his mom into the restaurant.

“Welcome to Celestial Touch Restaurant, Mr. and Mrs. Magnus,” a waiter greeted them the moment they entered the restaurant.

“This way, please.” Because Kofi had booked a reservation for them, they were led to one of the VIP tables, which they had to take a lift to get to.

“Your order will be brought in soon.”

“Thank you.”

The waiter left to process the order. When she was gone, Klaus’ mom looked at him and raised her brow. “Mr. Magnus, really?”

“Why? Don’t you like it? It is one of my aliases.”

“Can’t say I hate it. It is just that the name sounded like a name a bloodthirsty vampire would have,” his mom said with a small smile.

Klaus also smiled and said, “As a matter of fact, I am a vampire too, so the name Magnus suits me better.” Klaus opened his mouth to show his mom his fangs.

“Cool.” She seemed happy for reasons Klaus couldn’t wrap his mind around when she saw the fangs. “It all makes sense now. The name Magnus suits you best.”

Klaus’ mom laughed. “I can’t bring myself to call you Klaus the Vampire Lord.” Since nobody was around, his mom laughed louder than she should have.

“Magnus, the Vampire Lord, sounds more legit.”

Klaus felt teased. “I believe Klaus, the Vampire Lord, sounded more classic. You lack imagination, that is why you think it doesn’t sound nice.” Klaus puffed one cheek, copying something Pickle Berry would do in this very moment.

His mom laughed. “Whatever makes you happy, my love. In any case, you look good either way. No wonder the ladies can’t get enough of you.”

“It is only natural for a Lord to have all the beauties,” Klaus said shamelessly. However, while one would expect his mom to roll her eyes at Klaus’ shamelessness, she nodded.

“True.”

A few seconds later, they were served, which, from the fragrance alone, made both Klaus and his mom swallow their saliva.

Soon, the two gluttons began eating like crazy.

“So do you like to drink blood and stuff?” Klaus’ mom stopped mid-bite and asked, causing Klaus to nearly choke on his food. He never expected his mom to ask such an obvious question.

To answer her, he took her right arm and bit into it, causing her to yelp. After drinking a few drops of her blood, he let go, and the bite mark on her arm healed almost instantly.

“So what do you think, Mom?”

“Did my blood taste nice?” Instead of answering his question, she asked her own instead.

Klaus raised his brow; however, he couldn’t deny it, his mom’s blood tasted rather nice. His mind went back to his 7th incarnation, where, for a better part of his life, after he awakened as a vampire, his mom was the one who supplied him with blood, which was her own blood.

“Tasted delicious, Mom,” Klaus smiled.

“Oh, then if you want more, you can drink.”

Klaus shook his head. “Maybe when we go back home.”

“Ok.” She smiled, knowing she had just found something else she could be happy about. Knowing her son could now drink blood made her see a way to help him, even if she couldn’t fight side by side like she wanted.

“So you are now a Human, Vampire, Elf, and that other demon form you have… What is the name of that form?”

“I don’t have a name for it, so I merely named it Unknown.”

“I see. It is just too strange that one person can have this many forms.” She muttered, “But then again, you are the one who possesses the power to give extra forms to others.

Too bad it didn’t work on me. I would have looked badass as a warrior wielding two razor-sharp laser swords, slicing through monsters.” Klaus smiled, mirroring the smile on his mom’s face.

“You know, sometimes I dream I was a badass warrior who could face mighty armies and not falter. I even have angel wings in that dream.”

Klaus’ heart skipped a beat hearing that. He studied the innocent look on his mom’s face. She had no idea she wasn’t too far from the truth.

“I am a Paragon.”

Klaus said, staring at his mom with a determined expression… He didn’t care what the heavens think or whatever silly rules they have set. Klaus knew he had to at least let his mom know some of his secrets.

“What is a Paragon?” she asked.