Royal Secret: I'm A Princess!

NEOMA quickly realized what Trevor meant when he said the Darkness inside Nero was eating at his life force.

As soon as she absorbed that Darkness in order to take it out of Nero’s system, it began to attack her. It turned into little blobs of Darkness that forced its way inside her mouth– attacking her internal organs.

But that was fine since she could easily purify it.

The problem was the strange blob of Darkness that attached itself to her soul. She could feel that those little damned things were sucking the life force out of her.

[What the fuck…?]

This Darkness wasn’t Darkness.

It was something more sinister since it made her feel like death was breathing at the back of her neck.

Yes, the Darkness seemed alive…

… and it was sucking the life out of her.

[Wait… death is breathing at the back of my neck…?]

She had a bad feeling about this.

Nevertheless, Neoma focused on using the oxygen in her body to purify the Darkness that forced its way inside her.

Surprisingly, the strange blobs of Darkness that stuck to her soul was easy to dissolve.

[I still feel strange, though.]

“Trevor, Jasper oppa.”

“Yes, my Moon Princess?”

“Yes, Princess Neoma?”

“How does Lord Helstor look to you at the moment?”

“The usual?” Trevor answered curiously. “He’s using the form of a child that looks like a noble boy, isn’t he?”

“That’s also how I see him, Princess Neoma,” Jasper oppa said. “Perhaps, is it not the same way to you?”

Neoma nodded. “I see Lord Helstor as an adult with four eyes.” 𝚍ｎ𝚘ｖ𝚕．

“Four eyes?!” Trevor asked in disbelief. “Gods created humans to be physically similar to them, so gods should only possess a pair of two eyes just like us. However, since gods are gods, they can gain more organs and limbs… depending on what they consume.”

Jasper oppa gasped.

Even Neoma was shocked, then she turned to Helstor. “You fucking ate the God of Death?”

“The God of Death?” Helstor asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “Out of all the gods in the world, how did you end up thinking that the god I consumed– not that I’m admitting it– was the God of Death?”

“Gosh, shouldn’t you know by now that I’m a genius?” Neoma said. She was still feeling weak after her life force was suck out of her earlier. But she could still run her mouth, of course. “That sinister feeling I got earlier… you bastard!” She growled as she stood up and attacked Helstor. “You almost killed my baby brother with the ability you stole from another god!”

She didn’t summon Skewer this time.

After all, she wanted to destroy Helstor with her hands. Hence, she just summoned Tteokbokki and had him cover her fists with his red flame.

Helstor laughed at her outburst as he avoided her punch. “Don’t get mad, Princess Neoma. It’s not easy for me to use someone else’s ability, so the amount of force I used on Prince Nero wasn’t enough to kill him.”

The bastard god blocked Neoma’s flaming fist with his hand.

But, of course, Helstor didn’t get to touch her directly since her entire body was covered with Coat at the moment.

However, Neoma had to admit that Helstor was skilled.

While fighting her, the damned god was able to fend off Trevor and Jasper oppa’s attack by sending those disgusting snakes with little red eyes all over.

[Wait…]

“If you could gain a body part or organ of a god that you consumed, does it mean the little eyes on the snakes you possess used to belong to…”

“To minor deities lingering in the human world,” Helstor said, ending the sentence for her while laughing. “It’s easy to kill minor deities. They make good food for my little pets, too. Som I figured why not use their eyes as proof of my conquest?”

“Fuck you, you psychopath god.”

Helstor laughed louder as if he was amused. “And here I am under the impression that you hate gods, Princess Neoma.”

“I only hate gods who want to screw me over,” she growled at the bastard god. “Like you.”

Neoma didn’t know what too over her, but she suddenly had this urge to gouge out Helstor’s extra eyes.

Something inside her was telling her to do so.

“Tteokbokki, come out!”

Since Tteokbokki could feel her intense emotions at the moment, she didn’t have to say anything.

Her Soul Beast came out in his human form and grabbed Helstor by the shoulders from behind. It was a move meant to paralyze the bastard god. After that, Tteokbokki burned Helstor alive.

Or tried to, at least.

Hesltor immediately covered himself in Darkness to protect himself from Tteokbokki’s flame.

But Neoma was quicker.

She punched Helstor in the stomach as hard as she could, breaking his ribs and forcing him to bend as he coughed up blood.

When the bastard god bent because of the impact of her punch, her other hand moved.

Neoma gouged out Helstor’s extra eye– the one below his right eye– with her bare hand.

It looked simple because she was OP, but the process actually hurt. She thought her hand would disintegrate when she punched through some poisonous gas that Helstor’s extra eye emitted. But, fortunately, the flame and Coat covering her hand was enough protection.

Helstor let out an agonizing scream after getting his extra eye taken away forcefully.

[Argh, the texture is kinda disgusting.]

Neoma had to force herself to hold onto the red orb in her hand. To be fair, it felt like she was holding a steel ball.

[Why the fuck is this thing heavy?]

“Neoma Roseheart de Moonasterio!”

“Present,” Neoma said mockingly, raising the hand holding the literally bloody red orb. “Come here and let me get the other extra eye.”

Of course, going after the remaining extra eye of the damned god wasn’t easy.

Helstor managed to extinguished Tteokbokki’s flame– the Darkness around him growing bigger, and it was laced with the poisonous gas that she encountered earlier.

Tsk.

[That poisonous gas is like condensed Impure Mana!]

“Tteokbokki, come here!” Neoma yelled, then she looked over her shoulder. “Trevor, Jasper oppa, stick together!”

without having her repeat herself twice. The two gentlemen stuck together– no questions asked.

Trevor– who was still carrying Nero like a sack of potatoes– and Jasper oppa– who was holding Duckie in his arms– did as she said without having her repeat herself twice. The two gentlemen stuck together– no questions asked.

She then protected the boys with her Dome.

“Argh!”

Neoma immediately turned around to find Tteokbokki clawing Helstor’s arm.

From the looks of it, the damned god seemed like he tried to gouge out one of Tteokbokki’s eyes. Fortunately, her Soul Beast had sturdy skin. Moreover, Tteokbokki was quick enough to grab Helstor’s arm before the bastard god could touch her Soul Beast’s eyes.

But Helstor’s arm was covered with Darkness mixed with poisonous gas, hence Tteokbokki was in pain. The dragon scales on Tteokbokki’s were starting to melt.

[To think that damned Darkness could even melt a might dragon’s scales…]

“Tteokbokki, return,” Neoma ordered her Soul Beast. “Let your noona handle that psycho.”

Of course, Tteokbokki had no choice after she forced him to return to her soul.

When her Soul Beast vanished, Helstor immediately attacked her. The bastard god tried to stab her eye with his filthy hand.

If she wasn’t a de Moonasterio, her wrist would have broken already.

[This god really has a sturdy body, too.]

Neoma grabbed Helstor’s wrist. “An eye for an eye, huh? But better luck next time. These eyes aren’t mine, so I can’t let you steal them.”

Helstor, who looked calmer now than he did earlier, laughed. “Do you know how you immediately realized that the god I consumed was the God of Death?”

“Because I’m a genius?”

“Because deep in your memories, you’ve already met all the existing gods in the world,” Helstor said, smirking. “You already know all their strengths and weaknesses– and the ways to kill them. It was your instinct that urged you to gouge my extra eyes, wasn’t it?”

The damned god was correct, but she didn’t want to admit that.

“You know how to kill the gods in this world because you already killed them in your first life, Princess Neoma– you just don’t remember it,” Helstor said, laughing. “And that’s exactly why they don’t want you to retrieve your memories. They are so afraid of your hidden memories that they even used your beloved ‘Ruto’ to make sure you won’t be inclined to remember them.”

And it fucking worked.

“Joke’s on you,” Neoma said haughtily. “Ruto and I already broke up, so I have nothing to lose now even if I gain the memories of my first life.”

“That would be a problem then.”

“Yeah, I plan to stress the fuck out of y’all–”

Every fiber of her being suddenly hurt like hell.

Her body suddenly lost its strength. If it wasn’t for her sheer stubbornness, her knees would have collapsed already. But her pride didn’t allow her to succumb, so she stood there– enduring the pain.

“Is it finally working?” Helstor asked, pulling his hand away when Neoma’s grip loosened up. “Princess Neoma, your resistance to Death and Darkness is terrifying. Fortunately, you don’t have much lifespan to spare, huh?”

Neoma’s eyes widened, a shiver coming down her spine.

[No, he wouldn’t…]

“Why do you look so shocked?” Helstor asked, laughing again. “I consumed the God of Death’s abilities. Which means I can now see the lifespan of other people. But I have to pay a price each time I use that ability, so I’m only looking at yours for today.”

“Shut it,” Neoma warned Helstor in a cold voice. “Shut your mouth–”

She was forced to stop talking when the wall of Darkness that trapped them inside suddenly collapsed with a huge explosion.

And then the thing she didn’t want to happen suddenly happened in the blink of an eye.

Papa Boss pointed Calypso– his Holy Sword– at Helstor’s neck, and Mama Boss pointed Nydia– her rosegold staff – at Helstor’s heart.

Lewis and Hanna stood in front of Neoma protectively.

While Paige, Juri, Jeno, Xion, and Greko surrounded her– all their weapons pointed at Helstor.

[That psycho god better keep his mouth shut…!]

“You really have a death wish, don’t you?” Papa Boss asked Helstor coldly. “Then allow me to grant your wish–”

Neoma ran past Lewis and Hanna, causing Papa Boss to stop talking.

Her father and Papa Boss immediately withdrew their weapons that were pointed at Helstor in fear of accidentally hurting her.

After all, Neoma lunged at Helstor with the intention of punching him to death.

[I just need to rip that mouth off!]

However, her fist only met a semi-transparent wall of Darkness. It got cracked all over when she punched it, but it didn’t collapse.

Helstor laughed at her futile attempt to shut him up. “Don’t waste your energy, Princess Neoma.”

“Shut up–”

“You only have less than five years to live, so spend it wisely.”

Oh, fuck.

Neoma felt it– she felt it the moment everyone around her looked at her as if their worlds suddenly crumbled after hearing what Helstor said.

She closed her eyes because she didn’t want to see her loved ones’ reaction to the revelation.

Why did her loved ones have to hear that now?

Of course, she wanted to tell them about her condition…

… but only after she found a way to extend her lifespan.

After all, she didn’t want them to worry about her.

[But did that psycho god say I only have ‘LESS THAN’ five years to live?]

“To be precise, you only have three years and nine months to live, Princess Neoma,” Helstor said cheerfully. “And the Kiss of Death will continue decreasing your lifespan from hereon.”

Neoma opened her red eyes to glare at Helstor. “Let me sew your mouth up, you fucking psycho god.”

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