The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

The Blood Era was one that witnessed the greatest and gravest battle the universe has ever seen.

It was an era that saw the extinction of the Asura race and marked the end of the Asura Gods’ dominance.

It was also the era that made everyone aware of the dangers of a paragon and the measures that must be taken to ensure no paragon ever rises again.

They went to great lengths, to the point that the title “Paragon” was cursed so that anyone who dared claim that title would be struck down by the heavens.

That was how much the heavens feared a paragon.

Of course, everything has a beginning, and the reason why the Blood Era was heralded as such was due to one person.

He was born a prince who, instead of playing his princely roles, chose to embrace the life of a swordsman. His name was quickly lost on the lips of many, and in its place, he earned the title “Blood Sword.”

His name spread far and wide, and for years, his name echoed in every corner he traveled. However, the playboy swordsman’s name slowly faded from the lips of everyone again when a sudden defeat—one that was meant to happen—occurred.

That day, while on the ground, having lost his first sword duel, the Asura god was born. The one whose name quickly spread everywhere, this time never to be forgotten again.

He was a prince, then he became a swordsman, and later became a God.

When the war against the heavens came, he fought, slaughtered millions, and when it came to an end, he made sure his name was never forgotten.

And to this day, his name still holds weight.

However, while the Asura God was famous for his strength and brutality, his significant other was no greenhouse flower.

Just like the Aura God, she was born a princess and became a swordswoman, then quickly ascended to the throne as a queen. She was equally terrifying, and when the war came, she stood side by side with her man and fought against the heavens.

The Aura race went extinct, and that was all for them.

Nobody knew when the last person was killed, but the once most dangerous army in the universe went extinct, and the King and Queen vanished with them.

However, after millions, perhaps billions of years later, the queen finally remembered her king’s name, and just before she passed out from shock and emotions, she called him by his real name.

“Zayan.”

Klaus held Queenie’s body as she passed out.

For a moment, a dangerous anger rose in Klaus’s heart; however, just as it had come, a sense of love welled up from deep within, washing away the anger.

The aura that appeared around him also vanished, allowing Lunara and Ohema to regain their composure.

He caressed Queenie’s face and then laid her on the bed. He could sense something had happened to her.

He turned to Lunara and Ohema, who looked concerned, watching Queenie pass out. “She will be fine. She just needs a few hours of sleep, then she will wake up.”

They calmed down a bit, though they are still concerned about her. However, their worries were washed away the next second when Klaus spoke.

“This means only the two of you will continue the marathon.” Klaus smiled, “Queenie will get hers when she wakes up.”

The two sisters blushed hearing Klaus say that. Of course, they knew that would be the case, so they didn’t hold back, and for hours, they had their share of the star juice, just the two of them.

Around 6 a.m., they returned to their rooms, leaving Klaus and Queenie, who hadn’t woken up yet. Klaus, on the other hand, finally had a break to review what had happened to him when Queenie passed out.

He felt he had awakened a new class, and even though the system hadn’t said anything to him, he knew what he had awakened.

It was a class and a talent, the kind the heavens don’t want him to have. This also confirmed his suspicion that the system is not on his side, and he must find ways to remove it before it is too late.

He extended his hand, and red energy appeared.

Of course, with a single glance, one would know it was blood.

“I guess I have finally awakened another side of me,” Klaus muttered, manipulating the blood, transforming it into needles, then nails, and finally spears and other weapon shapes.

“I have awakened the Blood Overlord Class and gained an affinity for blood. Now, I can harness the power of blood in ways even a vampire couldn’t.”

The smile on his face was one of happiness and expectation. The coming of the end was something Klaus had been thinking about lately.

He had already started preparing for it. He ensured that more people grew quickly so that when the day came, they would have a fighting chance.

However, there was something that had been bothering him for the past weeks. Though Klaus had become stronger, much stronger than before, his fear was that he still hadn’t become strong enough.

He is currently a level 7 Transcendent who could easily handle Ascendents and Void stage warriors. Even so, he still believed Chaos stage warriors wouldn’t be able to face him, provided they were level 6 and below.

The moment their level reached seven and upwards, Klaus knew from experience that facing them would be a headache.

He had once faced those odds and had seen what they were capable of. So he needed to grow stronger, and he was rapidly advancing.

However, even if he somehow managed to handle the Chaos stage warriors, he knew it would be a long fight and that he couldn’t fight multiple targets at once.

This meant he had to take care of that odd as well.

Then there was the case where the Chaos stage wasn’t the last.

There was a chance he might just face Ascension stage warriors.

That realm was a different matter—one Klaus knew even after reaching the Ascendent stage, he wouldn’t necessarily be able to handle easily.

It was a whole realm in itself.

However, now, holding the blood dagger, Klaus could just see the light at the end of the tunnel.

With blood manipulation at his fingertips and his poison affinity already at the perfect stage, he might just have the means to preserve his life long enough to handle such odds.

“This is good. Finally, I can harness another part of me, and it came just when I needed it.” Klaus sighed and lay back on the bed.

’I now have three more cores to form, and I will be ready to become Ascendent. After that, I can start preparing for the end. I will have to work hard.’ He turned and looked at the sleeping beauty beside him, smiling.

’I need to become strong so I won’t feel the hatred I felt when Queenie passed out. I can’t let any of them down… I just can’t.’

He remained on the bed, his mind drifting toward many things. Thankfully, he had enough brainpower to handle all he had to think about.

A few hours after the marathon ended, Queenie woke up, jumping into Klaus’s arms as tears streamed down her cheeks.

She had recalled 60% of her memories, and one small portion of it was how she died…