SON OF THE HERO KING-Novel



When Sol opened his eyes the next time, he found himself not in a lush and green clearing as he expected to be in, but rather in what looked like a gigantic theater.

Sitting in one of the highest places of the enormous theater, he had a full view of the whole scenery below though there was nothing much to see outside of a play that had been going on for some time from what he could gather. It was a play that depicted the scene of a puppet-like wolf moving and fighting another wolf.

Sol could feel his emotion shift unnaturally as he watched on. He felt himself becoming unnaturally irritated for an instant as he watched on the fight between the two wolves. But thankfully, he was able to change those emotions as soon as they had come.

“You have really changed since the last time I’ve seen you.”

A rather rough but feminine voice resounded next to him as he watched and he was finally able to realize that he was not alone inside of this theater as he had once thought.

“Where am I?”

“Welcome to the place I reside over. I call it the Theater of Domination. Though my sisters like to simply call it the Theater of Observation.”

Her voice was calm and indifferent, and Sol was finally able to take a good look at the woman in question. Like Luxuria and Castitas, she had a veil covering her face, but Sol had no doubt that she was a very beautiful woman that could change the perception of beauty with only a single appearance of her features.

“I guess I am in the presence of Ira.”

“How interesting of you to speak like that… You do not even bother using honorifics, I see… How rude…”

“Does it bother you?”

“Truthfully? No, not particularly. I think only Invidia and Temperatia might be offended by that demeanor of yours. Though for different reasons altogether.”

Sol was quite bemused by her way of speaking, “You are… quite calm.”

This was not exactly what Sol had been envisioning when he heard the name ‘Goddess of Wrath’ throughout the years. She was nothing like what her title had painted her to be.

She continued on, “I honestly do not like you. You are a source of unknown and your potential is even higher than what Anubis initially showed us to have wielded. Your power and skills make utterly no sense even to us who have practically seen everything in existence and should in no way be in the hand of a mortal like you and sometimes I have the impression that you are hidden by a fog. A fog that even us, goddesses, are not able to see through…”

She laughed demurely, “There is also the stunt you pulled lately. I must say… It was really smart of you. But more than anything, it should have been impossible to pull off. We all know that she is not an undead, but we have no proof of your blasphemy. How can a mortal hide from our gaze in such an intrinsic way?

“So I became curious. I wondered why Luxuria and Castitas were so hell-bent on protecting you, I was also starting to wonder just how much potential you truly had. I stopped looking at you like I was looking at an ant and started looking at you like an equal and that’s when I realized…

“Sol Dragona Luxuria… You… You are dangerous. Very much so.

“You are an uncertainty, an element of chaos, and last but not least, you represent a great danger for us.

“This is why I do not like you and I am sure many of my sisters actually do not like you either or are simply observing the situation till they can reach a definitive consensus.”

“So… What I am supposed to do with this information.”

“Do as you wish with it. I am honestly slightly on Invidia's side because I believe that despite the slightly selfish reasons pushing her goals, she is right about you. But at the same time, I am a coward, you see. I do not want to put all my eggs in one basket.”

This was something new and fresh coming from a goddess like her. He had never seen a goddess humble herself like this. Even Luxuria, despite her goodwill for him, always acted as a superior being.

“You seem surprised. But is it really that shocking that I do not want to face something that will change my everyday life?”

Ira closed her otherworldly eyes, lost in thought. Her mind went back to a distance far away from what was the previous universe before it was nearly annihilated and reduced to nothingness.

Her sisters and a few more goddesses were the only surviving members of that hellish time. Everyone else fell under ‘HIS’ merciless hand.

Ira was scared. Scared of Death, scared of Pain. All she wished for was nothing more than to observe the world in all of its colorful wonders, far from all the useless scuffles of her position.

“I think the fact you will become a False God is already assured. At the very least, as long as you do not die along the way, that is. But I doubt this will happen. So sooner or later you will reach my level. After all, the 14 of us are not really fighters.

She raised another finger, “I also think you and Aubis are the mortals with the highest chances of becoming a god or you might fail. I cannot see your future.

“As such, I will simply stay neutral until I am unable.”

She waved her hand and the world around Sol started to darken, “Good luck in your future endeavors…”

Those were the last word he heard from the Goddess of Wrath.