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"Black? My Lady, what is the Ice King saying?" Zeus suddenly asked. Yet Nyx did not answer, and instead, the cold gaze of this holy woman descended upon all the gods and deities of Olympus who, like Zeus, were trying to question sothing.

Each of them felt as if they were drowning as if they had just learned a small piece of sothing they shouldn't have questioned or sothing they shouldn't have known.

"It's not sothing you need to know right now," Chronos said suddenly, and with that N,yx began to calm down.

Even if there were questions on everyone's minds, that wasn't the real problem. The real problem was that Ezra the Ice King was becoming conscious.

Just like Elanor and her bloodline. Nyx knew it, Erebus knew it, all the Titans and now all Chaos-Born knew it.

Nyx and the others realized it when they regained their erased mories. The Rosewell bloodline, and now Ezra's presence. There was so much more unknown and unseen, but despite it all, each of them was aware.

Everything was connected to Desmond, and those connections were beginning to connect, even if slowly, to Jas.

Like Ezra the Ice King and, unbeknownst to Elanor and Jas, the entire Rosewell clan.

The Tower liked to do things its way, but it was an undeniable fact that Chaos was at the helm of everything. That was the only reason why the Rosewell bloodline had erged from the brutal repetition of the tower.

The tower worked differently for everyone. All climbers had the chance to take on different types of quests. The different levels of difficulty and operational status made everything complicated.

That was the trouble.

Unbeknownst to Jas, he was already processing the "great task" that his ancestor had left him. Every mont he climbed the tower, every mont he broke through the closed doors, he was repairing and changing that broken destiny, ready to change.

"Desmond?" Jas asked suddenly, most surprised by Ezra's words.

By the ti he asked that question, Nyx had already cleared out the entire Olympus hall and revoked the permission of anyone outside who had allowed them to watch Jas.

Nyx couldn't rember exactly. She knew the Ice King existed, of course, but she had no idea what kind of relationship he had with Desmond.

Like Jas, Nyx was obviously curious.

"Yes..." the Ice King replied and without waiting, launched an attack.

Ariel t the Ice King's attack with her blades and then stepped back.

"How do you know him? What exactly is this betrayal you speak of?" Jas questioned. He knew very well...certainly Vladimir knew a lot about it, it was strange how Jas seed to find out more and more secrets about Desmond every ti he heard his na.

"I should have fought by his side...I didn't want to, I didn't heed his call, I didn't go to his aid, and as a result, Lady Juliet fell...We t our end at the hands of the Fallen Gods, what a sha...My beloved wife, my children, my soldiers and my people perished."

With each of Ezra's words, Jas felt a strange sadness. He even thought that if this skeletal man had a body, he would have started crying.

"What about your family? Where are they?" Jas suddenly questioned.

"They are in heaven...they have never committed any evil, I'm sure Chaos has created a heaven for them, a heaven where they can be without and maybe with the person they want to be. After all, I'm going to hell," Ezra replied. Read new adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

Jas didn't know what to say, yet there was sothing strange, Ezra was clearly trying to die.

That's why Jas had stopped holding back, he would have managed to get the necessary information from Vladimir anyway, and that's exactly why he wished he could just give this broken and devastated man his wish without a care in the world.

The Godly Sword Lun glowed.

Jas, as usual, began to recover his aura and mana. When Ezra sensed this aura, he looked at the young man in front of him with concern and then said, "You are an honourable young man."

At that very mont,t Jas plunged his sword right in front of him, as if piercing the air, and released from the Godly Sword Lun an energy that was not great, only capable of providing a peaceful death to his enemy. The vapour from the cold ice filled the room with flas of energy, and as the vapour began to dissipate, a single image appeared before Jas and Ariel.

Ezra the Ice King sat slumped on his throne, a gaping hole in his chest, his skeletal core beginning to crumble and his sword falling to the floor.

"Oh Desmond..." Ezra said and the sound of his deep breathing echoed through the room.

"Forgive , my lord, I thought of my own happiness, I didn't want to die in battle and leave everyone behind, I didn't want to die...Forgive ." Ezra added, growing more and more upset by the second.

Jas, unable to take it any longer, stepped forward, carefully stepped in front of Ezra and then said, "My na is Jas Arthur Black, a descendant of Desmond Black. Ezra the Ice King, you may have committed many cris and refused your lord's request. My lineage forgives your lineage and I wish you peace and to be with your family in the highest levels of heaven. I hope you can forgive yourself."

At Jas' words, only Ezra's deep breathing echoed in the huge room. Those breaths were so rapid, so sad, that even Ariel couldn't help but tear up.

Who knew what would happen next?

At that very mont, sothing that no one had expected began to happen.

Ezra's body was literally coming back. Everyone could see the muscle cells, the veins, the nervous system and the skin forming around the skeleton. Even though it was a disgusting sight, the greatest truth of life was now visible here.

Tears began to fall from Ezra's eyes as the body reford, he raised his right hand, which had previously held his sword, and gently squeezed Jas' hand, before saying the following words:

"Oh...Desmond...?"

Jas shook his head and replied, "No, Jas."

Ezra smiled even though tears were streaming down his face as he said, "Oh...Jas, huh? You know I nad my child after him? I really looked up to Desmond, but I...I was young and stupid, cowardly and selfish. I nad him Desmond in case my child would be as brave an emperor as he was instead of as cowardly as I was...Will my child...my one and only Desmond forgive ...? What do you say, my lord?"

Ezra's face was so grim, his sadness so deep, that even Jas could not help but empathize. The young man's expression drowned in the narrowness of his sorrow.

"I forgive you and your bloodline Ezra...you may have abandoned your Emperor, your master, but he is more forgiving than you think...or so I think, and I am sure your child will forgive you. How many tis have you died? How many climbers have you killed? How many years did you wallow in self-pity and scream for forgiveness? If you were my father, I would be proud of you for sure...A cowardly man turned into soone brave enough to scream for forgiveness for perhaps millions of years. What an honorable death."

As Jas said these words, Ezra's grim face straightened and a smile replaced it, and even though he hadn't stopped crying, it was clear that this smile was breaking the "ice" in his heart.

At that mont Ezra's body began to crumble to dust. Old and broken, this man seed to finally be at peace.

Just before he disappeared, he turned to Jas one more ti and said, "Ah...you look so much like him."

And with that, the man literally turned to dust and disappeared.

When Jas straightened himself up, he took a deep breath and let it out as loudly as he could.

After all this, another chest was opened in the room, right in front of the throne. When Jas opened the chest and took the key out of it, he had the sixth key.

When he looked at Ariel, who had tears in her eyes, he said, "Co on, Mom...Don't do this." and tried to comfort her.

By the ti Ariel managed to hold herself together, another chest had ford in front of the throne.

This one was about ten centitres tall and five centitres wide. When Jas inserted the first key into the first keyhole, the chest grew a little bigger.

Then the second key, then the third key, then the six keys were inserted into the keyholes and the chest was now 2 ters in size and 1 ter wide.

What would co out of the chest would be revealed after it was opened.

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