She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Chapter 167: Wound That Gods Carry

They sat there in silence for a long moment, the weight of revelation settling between them.

Alex’s mind kept circling back to her words. Ultimate temptation. Someone who can face the hardest possible choice and still choose integrity.

And with brutal clarity, Alex saw it: if he had stayed in that room a heartbeat longer, he wouldn’t have stopped at all... and he couldn’t even begin to imagine the consequences that would’ve followed.

System’s goal wasn’t small.

It was aiming for something far beyond personal growth, something much larger than he’d ever considered.

That’s why it’s had been testing him.

Not his strength, not his skill... but his core. His character. It hadn’t wanted convenience, guidance, or hand-holding. It wanted to see who he was when everything inside him was pulled toward the wrong choice.

And all this time, he had believed it was Lilith... that she was the one playing him for her own amusement.

He’d been so wrong about her.

From the very beginning, he’d made assumptions. Built an entire picture of who... what... she was based on nothing but his own fear and limited understanding.

He’d thought she was the system itself. Or at least its creator. Some bored, sadistic entity that had designed this whole structure for entertainment.

A goddess playing cruel games with mortals because she could, because their suffering amused her, because she had nothing better to do with eternity.

Every mission. Every manipulation. Every cold smile and cutting comment. He’d interpreted it all through that lens.

She was the enemy. The architect of his torment. The one who enjoyed watching him struggle.

But now...

Now he was looking at someone who’d been kneeling beside him on cold bathroom tile. Crying. Trembling.

Thanking him for passing a test she’d been forced to administer.

The contrast hit him like a physical blow.

Alex stared at her, trying to process everything. Finally, he found his voice.

”You told me you’re some kind of god, aren’t you?” His words came out hoarse.

”You said you’d seen civilizations rise and fall. That you’d existed for millennia. If you’re that powerful... if you’re divine... then how are you bound to a system as a mere guide?”

Lilith went very still.

The question hit her like a physical blow, tearing open wounds she’d spent hundreds of years trying to seal.

Memories she’d locked away came flooding back... not slowly, not gently, but all at once in a crushing avalanche.

For a long moment, she didn’t speak. Just looked at him with an expression that held so much pain, so much loss, that Alex felt his chest tighten.

Then, quietly, she said: ”I am. Or rather... I was.”

She turned away, wrapping her arms around herself like she was trying to hold something broken together.

”I was one of the higher gods, Alex. Not the highest, but... significant. Powerful. With family among the celestial courts and responsibilities that spanned dimensions.”

Her voice grew distant, like she was speaking from very far away.

Alex’s breath caught. Higher gods? Celestial courts? Responsibilities across dimensions?

He didn’t even know gods had ranks. Didn’t know there were levels to divinity at all. The scope of what she was saying was so far beyond anything he understood that his mind struggled to grasp it.

Part of him wanted to ask questions... How high? What courts? What worlds?... but the look in her eyes stopped him. Whatever she was about to say wasn’t a story to be dissected.

It was a wound being reopened.

So he stayed silent. He didn’t interrupt. He just listened.

”I had everything. Power beyond mortal comprehension. A place in the divine hierarchy. Brothers and sisters who’d existed alongside me since before your world was born. Lovers who’d shared centuries with me. A future that stretched into infinity.”

She laughed, but it was a broken sound.

”And I lost all of it in a single night.”

”My own people betrayed me,” Lilith said, and there was such raw agony in her voice that Alex felt it like a physical blow. ”My family. My lovers. Everyone I’d trusted for eons.”

She turned back to face him, and the pain in her eyes was ancient and terrible.

”For a prophecy. The Ascension Core...they call it. The artifact they believed I was destined to possess. The only thing said to elevate even the highest gods beyond what divinity allows... to break the heavens’ final boundary.”

Her hands trembled.

”And they were not wrong. The system... It called to me. Chose me. When I touched it, it bonded to my essence and whispered its purpose: I wasn’t the one who would ascend, but I would guide someone else... someone who could transcend everything we gods had ever been. And if I walked that path with them, we could ascend together.”

Lilith’s voice cracked. Her laugh was hollow, brittle.

”Do you know what it feels like for a god... a higher god... to be told that their story is not the one that matters? That their purpose is to guide another to glory they themselves will never reach alone?”

Alex had no answer.

How could he?

He’d never met a god before her. Never imagined they could doubt, or hurt, or break the way mortals did. The weight behind her words was so far beyond his experience that he couldn’t begin to grasp the depth of that wound.

Lilith drew in a slow, unsteady breath before continuing,

”I tried to accept it with grace. To be proud of that responsibility. But deep down... I was devastated. I wanted it to be me. I wanted the ascension I was promised. And instead, I was handed a burden disguised as honor.”

Her eyes lifted to his, and the ancient grief in them was unmistakable.

”I wasn’t the destined one. I was just the one expected to find them.”

Her words hung in the air for a moment, heavy with centuries of buried grief.

”It wasn’t long before whispers began,” Lilith continued, her voice tightening. ”Rumors spreading through the celestial courts... that I had already found the Core. That I was hiding it. Preparing in secret. Keeping the power for myself.”

Her jaw clenched, the memory clearly bitter.

”I tried to explain. I told them I hadn’t found anything yet. But no one listened.”

She took a shuddering breath.

”Even my family didn’t see it that way. They saw me holding the one thing that could grant ultimate power. They saw their own dreams of transcendence slipping away. They saw someone else being chosen when they thought it should be them.”

Her voice turned hollow.

”Jealousy. Greed. Desperation. In an instant, thousands of years of love turned to hatred. My brothers and sisters hunted me through the celestial halls. My lovers joined the chase. Everyone I’d ever trusted became my enemy.”

She pressed her hands against her eyes.

”They hunted me like an animal. Tore through my defenses. Burned away my wings with divine fire. And when I tried to flee to the mortal realm where they couldn’t follow...”

Her voice broke completely.

”Someone I loved drove a blade through my heart.”

”Azurael,” Lilith whispered, and the name carried the weight of ultimate betrayal. ”My lover for three centuries. The one I’d trusted with every secret, every vulnerability, every piece of my soul.”

She looked at Alex with eyes that held an ocean of grief.

”He smiled when he did it. That same smile he’d given me after our first kiss. And he whispered ’beloved’ even as the blade pierced my heart.”

Her hand moved unconsciously to her chest, touching a place where Alex could now see a faint scar... white against her pale skin, like a star that had gone cold.

”Cold steel. Mortal-forged. The one weapon that could truly kill a god... betrayal by someone who knew you completely. Who understood exactly where to strike to destroy you.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Alex’s breath faltered, a cold shiver running through him at the image of it... the one she loved driving a blade through her heart.

He didn’t know what it meant to be a god... but betrayal?

That, he understood far too well.

Memories of Marcus and Sophia flashed through him... not nearly as catastrophic as hers, not even close, but the echo of that pain resonated all the same.

Being destroyed by the very person you trusted... that wound was universal.

His chest tightened. For the first time, he didn’t see a goddess kneeling beside him... he saw someone broken, abandoned, and hurt by the person she gave everything to.

A quiet softness settled over him.

If there had been even a fragment of doubt about her before, it dissolved completely.

”I fell. Not just physically, but dimensionally. Through the void between realities. Dying. Broken. Absolutely alone.”

She took a shaky breath.

”And that’s when the system spoke to me. ”

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Author’s Note:

Just to clear any confusion... The Ascension Core and the System are the same entity.

”Ascension Core” is what the gods called it, while ”System” is the form it takes when interacting with a host. So if you see both names, remember: same thing, different perspective.

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