The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Queenie is the first to enter the room, the moment the Life energy waves all over the Earth.

“Klaus.”

She practically jumped into his arms the moment she entered the room. Soon, the rest of her sisters arrived, except Hanna, Vida, and Kathy, who were away on a mission.

Soon, the bed was filled with dozens of emotional queens. They missed him dearly, so now that he was awake, they couldn’t get enough of him.

However, perhaps because they missed him too much, they failed to notice the blank look on Klaus’s face as they buried him under their bodies.

When they finally broke away from the overcrowded hug, Klaus looked at them with a blank expression.

“What is wrong?” Anna asked, looking at the expression on Klaus’s face.

“Who are you, ladies?” Klaus asked, and at once, the smiles on everyone’s face faltered.

They clearly didn’t want to think about it, but at the moment, they had started to think that maybe Klaus had lost his memories, and if their thinking was spot on, aside from their hearts breaking, they would also be in so much danger.

Klaus is a Paragon, someone who hated the heavens and, by extension, everyone else. During the Primordial Era, he only trusted twelve people.

Nine of them were his Paragon Guards he created. The other three were Aoi’s incarnation, Anna, and Lucy, who lived during the Primordial Era before the Renegade Era.

However, now, even after seeing Yuying’s face, one of his Paragon Guards, he still didn’t recognize her. The danger was something everyone felt.

A Paragon forgetting who he was could not be classified as a good thing. The heavens would take advantage of that. So, aside from their broken hearts, the ladies were now more than worried about him.

“What do you mean, who are we? We are your loving wives, Klaus… Don’t you remember us?” Stella, the flame elemental, answered, causing the expression on Klaus’s face to change.

“Mom… This is not funny. I merely tripped and fell. No need to prank me by making a bunch of unknown ladies come and pretend they are my wives.” Klaus tried to wiggle his way out of his wives’ hold, but they held him down.

“This is bad. This is very bad,” Yuying panicked and started pacing up and down. She knew Klaus better, so if he had indeed forgotten who he was, then this was terribly bad.

“What should we do? Klaus has indeed forgotten who he is,” Queenie said, tears rolling down her face as she looked to her sisters for a solution. They all had tears rolling down their faces.

“We cannot let him out, not when he is like this,” Lulu suggested, and her sisters nodded to her words.

“Hey, what are you planning? Let me tell you, if you try to lock me in here, we will have a problem.” The ladies felt their bodies shudder when a wave of killing intent washed out of Klaus’s body.

Some of them took steps back while Queenie’s eyes narrowed, a wave of blood energy oozing out of her.

“I will keep him in here. You ladies should find a permanent solution. If he can’t remember us, then we will keep him locked down until we can find a solution to his memory loss.”

The ladies nodded, though it ached their hearts seeing their man forget about them and even release killing intent. The Klaus they knew would never do that.

“Really? Permanent lockdown? When did we reach there, ladies?” Klaus suddenly said with a smile. “Yuying, even you… How wicked of you, ladies.”

BANG.

And that is how Klaus lost consciousness again. Maybe this time, he might actually lose his memories.

“PUNK.”

Queenie’s tears continued to flow as she landed the punch that put Klaus out for pranking them. The bastard had never lost his memories.

Klaus loved his women more than anything, so he could never lose his memories of them. That was just not possible in the grand scheme of things.

“Let’s leave this bastard. When he wakes up, he should take care of himself.” The ladies listened to Lucy’s suggestion and left Klaus to return to their business.

Three days later, Klaus woke up with a throbbing headache.

“Ouch,” Klaus clenched his head, feeling the pain.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have played with their heads and hearts like that, Lord Klaus… They are very mad at you,” Maud said, seated beside Klaus’ bed.

Klaus smiled weakly. “I really went too far, didn’t I?”

“That you did, Lord Klaus. They are all planning on not talking to you ever again,” Maud smiled behind her veil.

“I probably should apologize then.”

“You should. And by the way, congratulations on your breakthroughs.” Maud stood up and walked away. She had spent the past three days making sure the ladies calmed down, citing that her master meant no harm and only wanted to play a harmless prank on them.

But they insisted they wouldn’t talk to him ever again. So she left, leaving Klaus to handle his own problems.

“Icon, my love, why don’t you come out? I need your help,” Klaus called out before shifting his body to the edge of the bed. He had moved from the Chaos stage straight to the Life stage.

Of course, if not for his still weakened body, reaching the Nirvana stage would have been a breeze.

Chaos had indeed left him something good. However, at the moment, his focus wasn’t on his breakthrough. Because he had messed with his wives’ heads, he wanted to make amends.

However, when he needed help the most, Icon betrayed him.

⟪I am currently undergoing a system upgrade. So it seems you will have to fight your own battle this time, master⟫

“Even you, Icon. I expected much better from you.”

⟪I warned the master not to take his prank that far, but the master didn’t listen⟫

Klaus blushed, knowing he indeed had made a blunder. Messing with his wives’ hearts was a big mistake.

“Ahh, maybe Pickle Berry will help me reverse time so I can stop myself from doing that.” Klaus, of course, could only say that, knowing full well that reversing time by three whole days was not something that could be achieved by him or Pickle Berry.

Maybe a day would have been possible, but three days were just too long.

“I guess I should make things right then.” Klaus stood from his bed and willed his living armor to form clothes around his body. But to his shock, the Nine-Headed Hydra Dragons didn’t respond.

“Don’t tell me you nine bastards have also taken the side of my wives.”

[Can you blame us? You were just too cruel, so either put on your own clothes or go out there butt naked.] Morthos, the head of death, said…

“This…”

Klaus ended up putting on his own clothes, which, thankfully, his wives hadn’t taken away. Once he was fully clothed, he walked out of the room looking even more handsome than he was three and a half years ago.

When Klaus walked out of his room, the first person he met was the sweet Lily, who scoffed and walked past him.

“Really,” Klaus could only smile and teleported to her side, grabbing her by the waist. Then he teleported away again, appearing on a mountain far from Dream City.

“Let her go.”

To Klaus’s shock, the moment they appeared on the mountain, the rest of his wives appeared, weapons drawn.

“Chill, ladies, I am sorry for—”

BANG

Well, Queenie tried to punch him again, only to end up in his arms and lips sealed with his.