《" Athanasia " - Lucathy Fanfiction [ REWRITTEN ]》Chapter 27 - It's His Punishment
Advertisement
"Good thing that you have teleported us away from Obelia..." Athanasia said as she stopped in her tracks, her feet sliding through the ground as she forced herself to stop, she threw her spear to the enemy at an incredible speed, blowing away hundreds of trees around them. "So I can do this!!"
The spear then split into hundreds of its copies and flew towards Nicholas without losing speed. Athanasia added her time mana in every spear to fast forward to the enemy.
"Oi, oi, you've got to be kidding me..." Nicholas stopped, he let out a nervous chuckle as he saw hundreds of spears flying towards him. "Is this the princess that I know?" He questioned himself while raising his hand towards the weapons, facing them head-on.
An explosion occurred as soon as the spears touched Nicholas, he unbelievably stopped a hundred spears in just one hand and absorbed the mana imbued in it.
"You better watch your back, old man." Lucas appeared behind Nicholas, giving him a strong chop on the side of his neck, sending him sidewards to the ground.
"That's for making me bleed, you trash," Lucas said with a huff, looking down on Nicholas with his eyes glimmered in amusement. Ah, since when did he have this so much fun? As expected, Nicholas is the perfect punching bag.
Nicholas coughed as he tried to stand up. His eyes widened seeing a puddle blood beneath him, his blood.
Before he could even fully stand up, Athanasia threw a handful of pins and threw it towards Nicholas, pinning him down on the ground. The man yelled in pain as one of the pins stab through his shoulder.
"Sorry, Kiel..." Athanasia huffed as she arrived to Nicholas's side with Lucas behind her, too focused on his hand that send Nicholas down to the ground.
Advertisement
Athanasia turned to Lucas and asked, "Could you make sure that Ijekiel is not hurt and just Nicholas?"
"I'm not the magician of the black tower for nothing," Lucas said with a chuckle, snapping his fingers. "Done, you can do whatever you want to that old man."
"W-What did you do to me?!" Nicholas yelled, struggling from the spell.
"Now, where were we?" Athanasia questioned, turning back to Nicholas with glaring eyes. The look made the latter feel shivers under his skin.
He's now fvcked up.
His eyes widened as Athanasia raised her hand, making a sphere out of mana, it was half the size of the earth. How did the princess have this much mana? And how did she handle it so easily?
"The one who bears the mana of time is the punisher to the sinners who tried to change the timeline, and this is a spell that they used to those sinners," Athanasia said. Nicholas noticed her jeweled eyes changing into a golden transparent clock, he suddenly heard a ticking sound out of nowhere.
"And you Nicholas is the sinner," Athanasia ended.
She finally understand the time loop. It wasn't a curse between Her, Lucas, and Nicholas, it was only a curse for Nicholas who accidentally saw the future and tried to rig it, causing the death of his family and his sanity.
The punishment was when the future is not what it supposed to happen, he will have to go back in time to when he was punished to watch his family getting tortured in public along with Athanasia, the next bearer of the mana of time. Her goal was supposed to turn the future into what it was and stop Nicholas from trying to change it.
Athanasia grimaced at the thought while seeing Nicholas's expressionist she don't quite get.
Advertisement
"T-The future..." Nicholas unconsciously muttered under his breath, his body began to shake.
This was the future that he saw from Athanasia years ago.
He was wrong.
It wasn't the end of the world.
What he saw at that time, was his fate.
He was destined to be a villain of the story that Athanasia was in. And die at a painful death.
He wasn't the hero of the story.
Adrianna... Giselle... I'm sorry...
Athanasia took a deep breath, seeing Nicholas suddenly starting to cry. She scoffed, biting the insides of her cheeks to calm her anger.
"Crying in front of me won't work. You-!" Athanasia choked on the tears that's about to come. "You don't know how I felt as you killed my loved ones in every loop! Lily, Felix, Mom, Dad... Lucas... you took everything away from me! So don't you dare cry like that hoping to be forgiven. What you have done is unforgivable... And you deserve to be punished..."
Nicholas didn't answer and held his head low, still crying, apologizing in his heart hoping for the gods to hear.
Athanasia sniffled, flicking away the tears that rolled down her cheeks. "This sphere contains all turns you made to change the timeline and it is 10× more painful than what you have done."
She took one last look at Nicholas before letting go of the sphere. "May the gods forgive you cause I don't."
The sphere flew up to the sky and let out a flash of light. Lucas was fast enough to cover Athanasia's red eyes from the light with his cloak, he silently comforted her with his arms as if telling them that she did great.
Yeah, she did great.
Nicholas watched the light going towards him. And for the first time, he cried in joy at what he first saw in the light.
It was his family.
Nicholas tried to reach, leaving Ijekiel's body. His hands then turned into dust, giving him an immeasurable burning pain before he could even touch a strand of his wife's hair.
His soul was dragged down to the depths of hell.
The light then disappeared, Athanasia immediately fell on her knees but Lucas luckily saved her knees from scratching on the ground. He looked down to see Athanasia sleeping while clutching onto his shirt with relief on her face.
Lucas worriedly smiled and softly kissed her forehead. "You were brave princess..."
--
sorry for the late chapter T~T
btw 6 chaps to go
Advertisement
- In Serial62 Chapters
The Floating Dungeon
Welcome to the land of Terra. A world where dungeons are one of the many races occupying it. Follow the story of a transplanted soul from another universe, trying to make her way as a dungeon core under unusual (for dungeons in Terra) and different circumstances than others with the same fate.
8 169 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Outliers
This is a tale of gang warfare in a world of fantasy. The city of Vim: a cesspool of crime, poverty, and death is home to over 100 gangs all vying for control of the metropolis. Once such gang are the Outliers, an up and coming group of teenage boys seeking to reach the top. One day they are invited to a gang rally, where they are framed for the assasination of a prominent gang leader. Now they must fight their way through the ghettos of Vim to get back home alive.
8 104 - In Serial17 Chapters
Emperor of the Demon race
In the western realm, an old man sits silently on his throne. Tired and exhausted from a lifelong pursuit of power and glory, he peacefully awaits his timely end. But, before he can take his final rest, he will make his presence known one last time and guide his youngest three descendants towards the glory of his race. Unfortunately for him, his three descendants have been basking in the glory of their ancestor for too long, ignoring the path of cultivation and gradually bringing ruin to their family...
8 169 - In Serial23 Chapters
Welcome to the Upward Bound System, V.3
They say third times the charm. With every iteration we improve. When the System came to Earth, it changed everything. It is a grand thing used by gods and men alike. What had once been fantasy was now a reality. People believed and so that belief gave ideas the strength to manifest. "Welcome Founder of the SCP Foundation" It stirred the gods from their deathly slumbers. Stirred by an almost mechanical voice promising them new life, and followers as countless as the stars. All it asked of them was for their help. Help with what though? The old gods, the forgotten gods, and the new gods drew breath, and then made their voices heard. On a day like any other Dante was home from college watching the Presidential inauguration with his parents. Little did they know that this day would turn out to be anything but ordinary. That this was the day everything changed. Dante is not your typical MC. While he has a troubled past, he looks forward to the future. Follow Dante, his parents, and the new friends he meets along the way as they traverse this new system world. However, before they can explore this new world they must complete, the Tutorial. (Please note: This tutorial will be part of the story. Rather than a skim of the information, you will get to experience it in depth. So the tutorial will last a good while.) A much slower style of LitRpg than what you would normally find. Follow Dante and his party as they find their world taken over by the system. Welcome people of Earth to the Upward Bound System!... With the system's arrival so too does great danger come... The tools of your survival shall be granted upon you by the system... Please note, I don't own the art. Please enjoy the story, and if you don't please leave a comment and I will try to improve the story for you. This is the second version of this story, so feel free to check out the original and compare the two.
8 145 - In Serial26 Chapters
The ravings of a lunatic
As the title says this is the ravings of a broken man. Mature content warning: nobody should really read this. Disturbing themes throughout the book.
8 212 - In Serial5 Chapters
Wiersze i filozofie prof. Roxy Malfoy
W "wierszach i filozofiach" pogadamy sobie o poważniejszych tematach. Poruszę tematy miłości, toksycznych ludzi i innych problemów. A na rozluźnienie będziecie mogli posłuchać np. terenów o RMie (BTS), ale napiszę też mądrzejsze wiersze.Miłej lektury!~Roxy
8 191

