C42

As I cradled Natasha in my arms, my heart breaking for the unimaginable suffering she had endured my death angels followed behind me as they sliced anyone they met in half and ripped them apart.

Death Angel 04 cleaved a man from head to his crotch in half revealing the almost mechanical insides while Death Angel 06 grabbed a women's head and slammed it into a wall making her brains and cybernetic implants splatter all over the place.

While others set the place ablaze with their psionic power.

As the underground facility went up in flames and smoke, I carefully carried Natasha out of the dark and vile place that had held her captive for so long, she was frail and weak, but her spirit was still alive at least what was left of it, and that gave me hope.

My Death Angels completed their task, ensuring that no trace of the depravity that had taken place in that facility would remain. The entire structure was reduced to rubble, and the once-powerful men who had inflicted such cruelty on Natasha now lay lifeless and forgotten.

Outside, the dropship awaited, ready to take us away from this wretched place, and a platoon of marines that were ready to gun down any stragglers that managed to escape from the facility if there were any left.

I gently placed Natasha on a medical stretcher, and we boarded the dropship together, Genesis was there, her face somber and her eyes filled with concern.

"Do you want me to clone a new body for her or should I repair this one?"

Genesis asked, her voice soft.

"Clone a new one, as for her memories it's up to her to decide"

I said, and with that, we took off, leaving behind the nightmare that had been Natasha's prison for so long.

...

As I entered the cemetery where my brother was buried, the somber atmosphere matched the weight in my heart.

It had been decades since my brother Alucard's death, and I had never had the chance to meet him.

The memories of my family's tragic past flooded back—the bond I could have shared with Alucard, the adventures we could have embarked on together, and the tragedies that tore us apart before we ever had a chance to know each other.

There, in front of the tombstone, stood Hana and Ares, Hana's expression was solemn, and her eyes were filled with sorrow.

Ares, in the wheelchair, stared blankly ahead, still in a state of unresponsiveness, my heart ached for both of them, knowing the pain they had endured, and the burden they carried because of my past actions.

I walked slowly towards them, the gravestones of other people surrounding us, the wind whispered through the trees, as if mourning with us, as if it knew the weight of my regrets.

"Hana,"

I said softly, my voice choked with emotion.

The woman who was supposed to look no older than 50 but looked 90 years old turned to face me only to freeze on the spot upon lying her eyes on my face, I could see the mix of emotions in her eyes—grief, anger, shock and disbelief and perhaps a glimmer of hope.

She had been through so much, and I could not change the past, but I could try to make amends for the pain I had caused.

"Hahaha after all these years you finally show up, YOU GODDAMN SCURGE, ARES SHOULD HAVE NEVER ADOPTED YOU!"

Hana first started laughing hysterically only to start screaming like a banshee as she limped forward and raised her hand with the intention to slap me with full force in my slowed-down vision.

Just as she raised her hand my Death Angels light up their massive swords but before they could slice her to pieces with a gesture and a thought of my mind I froze them in place.

Allowing Hana to slap my cheek only for her to cry out in pain as her wrist broke instantly while her palms skin ruptured in dozens of places causing red blood to seep out from her open wounds.

I gently grabbed her palm and activated my psionic power that accelerated her metabolism and did other things to her body causing her wrist and palm to heal to pristine condition in seconds.

The dumbfounded Hana looked at her palm only to hear a heavy thud.

I dropped to the ground on all fours before Ares and slammed my head into the ground, seeing their leader do this my soldiers that got released from my hold did the same after all how could they remain standing when their own leader was kowtowing to the person who was equivalent to imperial father in their minds.

"Rise"

Hana finally muttered in a suffocating voice.

"C... can you save him?"

Hana asked with a hope-filled voice after all the technological might I just demonstrated just hours ago in conquering Earth in hours made a lasting impact on her.

"I can save his body, but his mind is up to him"

I said with a heavy voice.

"I see..."

Hana muttered as she lowered down her head her hope all but extinguished.

"Was Alucard buried with his AI chip intact?"

I asked all of a sudden as I looked at Alucard's tombstone.

"He was?"

The confused Hana answered as she did I activated my psionic power by extending my hand, making the dirt rise up with his rotten coffin.

After setting down the coffin I ripped the top open only to see a decomposed skeleton, to the shock of Hana I grabbed the skull with a gunshot hole in its forehead and crushed it.

I looked at the chip in my power armor-covered palm as the nanites in my bloodstream seeped out from my body and through my power and invaded the chip.

I breathed out a sigh of relief as Alucard's consciousness data file appeared in my mind.

"H... how dare you desecrate my son's corpse?!"

The livid Hana roared only to calm down immediately upon hearing my words.

"Your son can be brought back to life"

I said as I crushed the obsolete even by UNOE standards chip.

"Li... Lilith is also buried here yes?"

I barely managed to mutter out Lilith's voice because of the guilt I was feeling for her death.

"Yes Ill lead you to her'

Hana said as she started pushing Ares's wheelchair with difficulty, seeing this I gently took the wheelchair into my own hands making sure not to hurt Hana while one of my Death Angels collected a piece of Alucard bone for the cloning process.

As we walked through the cemetery, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the past pressing down on me. Lilith's death had been a terrible tragedy, and I blamed myself for not being able to save her.

After I reached her grave I did the same only to lose my shit then my nanites invaded her AI chip only to find that it was empty.

"@#$#@%#$^$%&*%^*%^*%^(%^*, F*ck how can this be why isn't her consciousness there?!"

I roared historically.

The realization that Lilith's consciousness was not present in her AI chip that should have recorded her entire ego because it was connected to her brain hit me like a tidal wave of despair.

It felt like all hope had been torn away from me, leaving only a void of emptiness and sorrow.

I slumped to my knees, clutching the empty AI chip in my hands. My mind raced, trying to make sense of what had happened. How could Lilith's consciousness be gone? Where had it disappeared to?

"Gen why... why the f*ck isn't she in there?!"

I asked as I focused on Genesis who remained silent all this time, she was my last shred of hope only to hear Genesis sigh bitterly.

"It's either someone wiped her chip clean or she is a ener..."

Just before Genesis could finish her words purple tears in space and time appeared out of nowhere and from it hundreds of psionic swords made out of psionic energy-wielding humanoids entirely clad in different styles of power armor walked out.

Most of them were only level 3 psychics with a few of the being level 4 but the one in front of them clad in bloodred samurai-style power armor with black and white stripes was just a step from becoming level 5.

The f*cker raised its psionic katana and swung it downwards in my direction making the hundreds of trashes charge at me all at once.

"Gen...'

I said in a low dangerous voice with a hint of excitement because it was just what I needed to clear my mind as I stood up while unsheathing my greatsword whose edges lit up with green plasma.

"Yes?"

"Block off the entire area not one of these f*ckers is getting out alive"

I said as black lighting started coursing through my body enhancing my already demi-godly physical abilities to the next level while black lighting started coursing through my sword changing its plasmas color to black.

"Understood"