[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-6":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273549,4441,"Chapter 6: A Twist of Fate, a Perverse Love","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>On the downward staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haley was asking Emma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can they really escape? We still don’t know how Carola and the others were discovered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big sister Haley, why think about this? Right now they’re in bed, everyone assumes they have no time to care, so everyone made their own choice. Dad said everyone has their own freedom, so this choice is right for everyone.” Emma smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right now, worrying about this is useless—let’s leave quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haley said nothing, but seemed to recall something; she gave Emma a cold glance and stepped farther away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Emma’s expression slipped; she turned her head away, refusing to look at Haley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mary looked confused between her two sisters, not understanding what they were saying; she decided it didn’t matter—she’d just follow Brother Louis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma deliberately lured those children to escape. For days she had pretended, won their favor—perhaps preparing for something all along, and just happened to use this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Emma’s behavior right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could only be said that it benefited them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the underground chamber route, Louis and the others might have chosen the same escape path as the children—riskier, so as beneficiaries, what could Louis say?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Emma truly has a touch of evil in her bones—completely unfitting for a child’s mind, calmly manipulating so many to serve her own ends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must be watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They finally reached the underground chamber and saw the middle-aged man imprisoned there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing them, he urgently said, “The timing is wrong—Mother—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud-thud-thud!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy, rapid footsteps echoed from the dark staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis and the others instantly froze in terror—who else could appear now but Emilia?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Questions flooded Louis’s mind, but there was no time to think—he rushed to the door and pulled out the already-successful Blood Gold Lockpick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metal shard had automatically transformed into a key, faintly glowing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy lock sprang open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long-absent blinding light poured in from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door slammed shut instantly; Louis felt a shockwave and was thrown against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So dizzy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing himself upright, Louis shouted, “Haley!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All noise vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis shook his head, looking downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, Emilia—hair disheveled, face aged further, wounds visible—stared ahead with a grotesque expression, while Haley held a sharp metal shard against the middle-aged man’s throat, blood seeping slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis quickly descended, pulling out another metal shard to press against the man’s throat as insurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let him go!” Emilia growled, veins bulging on her face, white sclera rapidly swallowing her pupils—but she still didn’t activate her ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis felt a wave of relief—the man was right; she truly loved her son. His decision to tell Haley and the others was correct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s gaze flicked to the dark corner of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let us go, or we kill him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emilia’s lips twitched. “Fine. I’ll let you go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thought, the door slowly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis gave a signal; Mary sprinted out immediately. Haley and Louis exchanged a glance, then pulled the man backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, you step back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emilia obeyed, retreating into the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was chained—he couldn’t be taken out of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both knew that once freed, Emilia would chase them; they needed to lock the door with the chain to buy time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis waved toward the corner, as if signaling to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mother! I’m here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nuel’s voice suddenly rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nuel and Emilia burst out together—Emilia moving at terrifying speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the dark corner, a wooden board studded with nails slammed down hard onto Nuel’s head; blood gushed instantly. His scream drew Emilia’s attention—she froze, turning back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, Haley’s eyes turned ruthless; she slashed the man’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both sides screamed. Both bled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaah!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emilia let out a piercing shriek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared in horror at the scene; after brief hesitation and torment, she rushed to the imprisoned man, gently pressing her hands over his throat wound. The man embraced his wife like a child nestled in his mother’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, it felt almost tender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she looked up at Haley fleeing toward the door and Louis who hadn’t moved—her eyes rolled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharpened metal shard suddenly appeared in her hand, slicing across her own neck. The agony once again disrupted her ability. She screamed, thrashed—but the man clung to her, relentlessly dragging the blade across her throat. “Mother… Mother… die… die together… we’re filthy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emilia hesitated—though she struggled, she couldn’t break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop! Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seizing the moment, Louis rushed forward and drove two swift, precise strikes with the sharpened metal spike into Emilia’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaah!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, the nailed wooden board slammed down again, crushing Emilia’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three consecutive blows, Emilia’s struggles weakened drastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis breathed deeply, while Emma panted heavily, her arms trembling unnaturally, her whole body shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged a glance—there was newfound understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, Emma had been hiding in the dark corner all along—she’d planned to ambush Emilia if necessary, but had unexpectedly played a crucial role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now was no time for reflection. Louis took the wooden board from Emma and swung it hard at Nuel, still writhing on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cut the grass, uproot the weed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, still clutching Emilia, slowly loosened his grip as blood loss drained his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emilia heard Nuel’s screams fading into silence. She reached out blindly, groping toward him, wanting to hold her child as she once had—singing lullabies, feeding him milk, dancing with him in afternoon sunlight, feeling the happiness of their family…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma, face dark and cold, watched Emilia’s moment of happiness and sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metal shard pressed against the nape of Emilia’s neck—plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All sound vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis and Emma collapsed to the ground. For six-year-olds, the exertion had been immense—Louis even suspected adrenaline had carried them through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood up. Louis didn’t rush to leave—he climbed upward. Emma hesitated, staying behind to check if the three were dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Louis found a black book inside the dressing table on the second floor and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good find.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma and the others’ intelligence had mentioned this—no one was allowed near the dressing table, so he’d taken a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exit of the underground chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis and Emma stepped out, breathing in the fresh, free air beneath bright sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Louis, Emma—thank goodness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind the trees, Mary and Haley emerged, holding wooden sticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t left immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1084,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d551ac113cb1973934bee3237ab5220760c62ab1fc18f70c1acc18f98325450f","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-7","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-5",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]