The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

In every story, there is the part where even the most fearless, strongest, and evil main character will meet their worthy opponent, the one that they will see as worthy of their respect.

These stories are told in the first-person view. However, in the spirit of maintaining the groove, this story will be told in the third-person perspective.

The story started when a planet that was undergoing its tribulation (awakening) turned into a sacrifice that cost a vampire his five wives and mother.

Their death was so that he could continue to live and fulfill his destiny. However, what the heavens never expected was how this sacrifice allowed their greatest enemy to seize the weapon they had planted in him in the hope of using it against him.

Hatred.

Everyone has some form of hatred in them. However, the hatred paragons have in them is a weapon meant to kill them.

It was said that whenever a paragon becomes angry, their hatred opens a crack in their Dao of Defiance. It was this Dao that allowed them to defy the heavens without any fear.

Once that crack opens, the heavens will be able to break the rules without any consequences. However, this time, instead of that happening, the paragon took hold of his hatred and let it consume him.

When that happened, he became the weapon, and thus when he set his sight on the heavens, blood and tears were what followed.

Some say the Asura god was the worst, but their view changed when they met the Paragon of War.

They called him the rogue vampire. Some called him the Vampire of War, and most also called him Blood Prince.

However, to the heavens, he was the one they hated the most, yet because of their negligence, something meant to kill him was now being used to kill them.

10,000 years after the awakening, Magnus had killed millions who he believed were in one way or another related to the heavens.

He killed thousands of Heaven’s favourites and, to some extent, destroyed hundreds of worlds to the point that everyone who held some respect for the heavens started to denounce them.

It got to the point where worlds started defying the heavens, doing all they could to escape the wrath of the Paragon of War and carnage.

However, 25,000 years after the awakening, the Paragon of War suddenly stopped his carnage. Many wondered just what had happened.

Some wondered if he had died, or if the heavens had finally managed to erase him for good.

However, no matter how hard they looked, the answer eluded them.

They had no idea what had happened.

However, the heavens knew, and they cried out in blood, for in their bid to kill the paragon, they had deployed a new kind of warrior, whom they called the Heavens’ Executioner.

Just like the heavens’ favourites, the Executioner was also blessed by the heavens. However, an Executioner is someone born with some laws broken on them, allowing the heavens to mould them in their image.

Naturally, the Heaven Executioners were rare and extremely dangerous.

So when they sent one after Magnus, it was like sending a project they couldn’t afford to use lightly, at least not against someone they knew they could kill if they had more time.

But since many were dying and the heavens started to look like a joke, they sent her.

Their battle happened on an abandoned planet, 200 times larger than Earth.

History didn’t witness their battle, but the few who did saw a battle that lasted for 206 days.

The battle was so fierce that the paragon guards and the Undead following Magnus had to move 2 light years away just to be safe from the clash of the laws both Magnus and the Heavens Executioner were using.

In the end, Magnus held his scythe to the Heavens Executioner’s neck. However, he couldn’t bring himself to kill her.

In Magnus’s heart, killing her would be a waste. After all, after thousands of years, he finally managed to regain his sense of self.

After thousands of years, he managed to comprehend the Dao of Hatred, enabling him to utilize it without any adverse consequences.

And all of this was possible because of his deadly battle with the Heavens Executioner, whose name he did not know.

However, he chose to spare her, and before leaving, they shared a few words.

“I, Magnus, the Paragon of War and Carnage, have fought many battles, killed many adversaries, but you were the first person to earn my respect.

Because of this, I won’t kill you. However, our next battle will be over before you know it, so use this freedom to think of what you want.

And remember, the heavens don’t have any hold on you if you say no. The worst they can do is throw tantrums and cry like the little bitches they are.”

Magnus’s smirk shows how much he hates the heavens.

“We will meet again, Paragon. As to whether we will be enemies or friends, only the heav-” She paused, and then corrected herself, “We will decide that ourselves.”

Magnus left after that event.

Ten years later, his memories of that fateful encounter were wiped by an unknown force. However, because of the battle they fought, even though his mind was wiped, the feeling of the battle remained.

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As Klaus’s eyes fell on the Vampire Queen Tifa, his body shuddered, and the feeling of one of the greatest battles he had fought in his life as Magnus filled his body. For original chapters go to novel_fіre.net

Klaus couldn’t make a recollection of when the battle happened. His mind was blank; however, he knew for a fact that he had a life-and-death battle with the redhead beauty smiling back at him.

“Who are you?” Klaus asked, certain that this lady was not the same Tifa he knew.

“Long time no see, Paragon. How have you been?” Vampire Queen Tifa asked, pouring blood tea for Klaus and herself.

“I only drink the blood of my wives and those close to me,” Klaus said, sitting down across from her.

“This blood belongs to my sister Miriam.”

“Fine,” Klaus took the tea and sipped while locking his gaze on Tifa’s face.

“No need to look at me like that, Paragon. I am not your enemy,” Tifa said, but Klaus scoffed.

“You say that, but in my eyes, I am staring at a weapon created and sharpened by the heavens with their sole purpose of using it against me,” Klaus said, taking another sip of his blood tea.

Tifa laughed, “You really hate the heavens, huh?”

“I despise them, and thus I despise anyone affiliated with them.”

“So do you hate me?” Tifa asked, still maintaining her smile.

“Yes. I hate you. But you are Miriam’s sister, so I cannot kill you. However, you are not welcome on Earth, so find a way to leave.”

Klaus sighed. His instincts kept screaming at him to just sever the head of the lady smiling at him, for every second she lived was a second his life and those closest to him were in danger.

Tifa laughed and set her glass of blood tea down. She waved her hand, and the space around changed.

Klaus appeared on a red planet that felt familiar, yet he had no memory of it. However, he saw two people whom he recognized.

One was him as Magnus, and the other was the Vampire Queen Tifa.

“I am not your enemy, Paragon. I was, but not anymore.”

Klaus remained standing in one place, his eyes locked on the two people. At first, his mind was blank, but as he continued to look at them, memories he had never known he had flooded back into his mind.

In that instant, he finally recalled what had happened, causing him to take a deep breath.

However, what happened next was something he never expected.