Chapter 156: godly assassination attempt
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Updated : Sep 29th, 2025
"I'm lucky to have discovered you quickly; you would have died in that place today," Ophelia said as she headed to her chair and sat down.
Silva walked toward her and began asking, "What the hell is happening? How am I here?" he asked.
"Sit down, I'll explain what happened—all the details. Normally, I should not be able to, but the actions of the person that did this have distorted order a bit, so I can tell you."
Silva took a seat as she said and waited for her to explain.
"I was watching things from here. I saw you make the guardians your summons, and then you fell unconscious.
I thought it was something normal, but then I slightly detected a shift in reality and decided to check it out.
That was when I discovered that someone was tampering with reality. The power was grand, so it must have been a god or someone at that level.
They shifted reality in a way that made two of you and sent one of you back to Earth."
"Wait, created two of me? How is that?" Silva asked.
"Gods that have the power to shift reality can create dual realities for a person. The weaker the being, the easier it is.
For you, the system has been protecting you from such things for a very long while; it stops interference and much more.
But the system was on update, and you were unconscious. Your entire security system was down, so whoever did this used the perfect time to create a second reality for you back in your first planet," she explained.
"Why would anyone do that? What do they want to achieve by sending me back?" Silva asked.
"You will. Your cloned reality will only be going back to merge with your real body. I'd advise you to find methods to protect yourself from such things in the future.
I'll do my best to look into who did this. I'll find the culprit, no matter what; no one will tamper with my world," she said resolutely.
She snapped her fingers, and Silva started fading away from there. When he opened his eyes, he was back inside the labyrinth, lying on Dawn's lap.
His head ached a bit but stopped after a while. He immediately sat up, which seemed to make Dawn unhappy, judging from the frown on her face.
"Sorry for causing you trouble, Dawn," Silva said.
"It was nothing; I'd prefer if you had stayed longer," she responded.
"Sadly, I can't, Dawn. I have a duel today. Tell the others I woke up and left. I'll thank you properly next time," Silva said. He created a portal and jumped into it.
When he arrived on the other side, which was his room, his face was flushed red, and his heart was racing. When he woke up and saw her face looking down at him, his body felt hot all over, which was why he ran away quickly.
"Will I keep running away from all of them? Every time I find a way to escape from them," Silva complained. He let out a sigh and lay on his bed to think.
He had a few hours until his duel, so he decided to take this time to analyze what had happened. What god would want him dead all of a sudden?
It didn't make sense, but he hadn't believed in common sense since he came to this world. According to what he knew, the Dark Dragon was a being that even the gods knew about.
It could be that one of the gods had discovered he was the heir of the Dark Dragon and wanted to end him quickly to avoid the rise of the second Dark Dragon.
Still, all these were baseless hypotheses. He needed to wait to hear from Ophelia, and that might take a very long time.
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