[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades":3,"chapter-extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-648":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},418588,682,"Chapter 648: Vivi Hargraves","extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-648",648,"\u003Cp>A few Intents were able to become a newborn child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let them live naturally inside the simulated Cosmos, giving them a chance to grow, and live normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, he continued to create more Intent and corrupt them while they were being nurtured by the [Flame].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single child had been a Heavenbreaker yet, alone one that could pass his bloodline of Heavenbreaker to his children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just need to succeed one,\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Intent with the right balance. One spell-birth child capable of breaking past the threshold. One spark that could give birth to an entire lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed his limits further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He created quadrillions of Intents per second while using nine-fold Resonance Time dilation on himself to increase his speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was never the question of ’if.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only a matter of ’when.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would succeed. Just like had with Darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivi Hargraves POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing she felt was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivi blinked, though her eyes were heavy and unfocused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light swam above her like ripples in water. It was too bright, and everything felt unfamiliar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices came next. They were faint, and muffled at first. Slowly they became sharper, and clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...her potential is already stabilizing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The bloodline markers confirmed it. A Realm Divinity-class potential. We need to report this—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dear, what are you talking about. She was just born yet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivi didn’t understand what they meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words passed over her like wind. Her mind was still trying to piece together what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was she?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shifted slightly, trying to move her fingers, her legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body felt smaller, slower, a weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blanket wrapped around her was warm, but it wasn’t familiar. And neither were the arms that held her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman’s face hovered above, smiling gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her features were soft, her eyes were kind, but Vivi didn’t recognize her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was her father?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where was her mother?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic slipped into her chest before she could stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips quivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her head, looking past the strange woman, toward the source of the voices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two people were talking near a crystal window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man and a woman. The man had silver-lined robes and a crest she didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman wore something simpler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were speaking quietly, exchanging terms she didn’t recognize—\"spiritual resonance,\" \"god-tier manifestation,\" \"innate core bloom,\" \"divine talent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All sounded like meaningless noise to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of it mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not when her parents weren’t here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been reincarnated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization hit her harder than she expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknowingly, she recalled her father’s words from last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can go outside tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this what he meant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This planet, these people, this new life... was this what he calledoutside?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside his protection. Outside her home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears started to fall from her newborn body’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had only wanted to visit the society. To see what the world was like beyond their home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to see new things with ’them’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another tear rolled down her face. This time, more followed. Her small hands curled into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest trembled with quiet sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want to cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn’t stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She regretted asking to go outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would’ve been happy staying at home forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to go back...\" The words didn’t leave her lips. Her body couldn’t speak. But the thought echoed loudly inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She remembered her father’s hand ruffling her hair, the warmth of his arm as he carried her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way her mother sang softly while brushing her hair. The joyful dinners. The soft jokes. The feeling of absolute safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She buried her face into the woman’s shoulder. It didn’t help. Nothing felt right. It all felt like a mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, just as her sobs threatened to spill out completely, she felt something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small warmth in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She froze, confused. The warmth spread through her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt... familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew this feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was her father’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body didn’t understand it, but her soul did. Even newborn instincts recognized the signature. The way it held her. Wrapped around her like a memory that couldn’t be erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sobs slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tears stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes again, blinking slowly. The ceiling above her didn’t seem so unfamiliar anymore. The light wasn’t as sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth pulsed once more, as if to tell her something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t completely alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t abandonment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her father had left something inside her. It would support her, now and in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silent promise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one day, she could find him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this wasn’t goodbye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a temporary separation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hope brought relief to her. The tears stopped falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I’ll meet you again.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, she wouldn’t let go of them even if they wanted to send her away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbatos POV\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red mist slithered across the Voraka Site’s surface like slow-moving blood, gliding in uneven tendrils before disappearing into invisible cracks in space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbatos stood atop a jagged rock outcropping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bony hands were held the scythe, and his blue flame-like eyes narrowed at the unnatural flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist was being pulled toward Space-Time Prisons, and absorbed by Berserker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following them would lead to Berserker’s location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the Berserker wasn’t stupid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was circling the mist through thousands of Space-Time Prisons before brining him back to himself, which made tracking his location time consuming. Incredibly Time Consuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nonetheless, thanks to the mist, Barbatos could now pinpoint the exact locations of all the Prisons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made the job easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it took time, now they were guaranteed to find the Berserker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only problem was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he is okay with his location being revealed, he must’ve made a plan to deal with us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbatos had dismantled a few Space-Time Prisons already to search for Berserker.\u003C\u002Fp>",1001,"2026-05-30T08:01:10.243Z","2026-06-01T04:30:42.299Z",1,"novelbin.me","f3396370bec0beccc11dc42f51aec8ad6bb922de366948d65364ec67f58bb5f9","extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-649","extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-647",839,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fextra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-cover.jpg"]