[{"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-702":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},418692,682,"Chapter 702: Do You Know Me?","extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-702",702,"\u003Cp>He didn’t say anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he turned and left down the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo stood still for a moment, then began walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feet carried him forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though part of him didn’t want to go. Another part did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was he supposed to say if she answered the door?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he ask her directly,Are you Moraine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he demand to know why she never told him about their past together?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he thank her for saving him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or should he keep his distance, because he was still searching for Elizabeth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what if she wasn’t Moraine? What if he was wrong? Her Intent was nothing like Moraine’s. Nothing like King Morgan’s either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo reached her door and stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His headache, which had been with him since before, was strangely gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in front of the door with a calm mind, and yet his hands hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A part of him wanted answers, but another part whispered that not knowing might hurt less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he lifted his hand and knocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence stretched on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each second of waiting felt longer than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, finally, the door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black hair framed her face, and golden eyes met his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was calm, and detached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a beautiful face, with a matching figure, but her tone was plain when she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if she didn’t recognize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo’s heart lurched, but he forced himself to steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she was Moraine, then it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moraine had been hiding for centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she had chosen to bury their past, then she wouldn’t admit it now with a single question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the words stuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you Moraine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t say it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would she reveal it if she had spent so long hiding?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would just refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you don’t have anything to say, then don’t knock next time,\" Morrigan said. Her tone was firm, and she began closing the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo’s body moved on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand shot forward, catching her wrist before the door shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head spun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was Moraine. His Moraine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sure of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if her Intent was different, he had spent too much of his life with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t mistake her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what if he was wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if he only wanted her to be Moraine because of his own desperation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing?\" Morrigan asked, her eyes narrowing. \"Let go—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you acting like you don’t recognize me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo’s voice was steady, but his chest tightened as he spoke. \"You were the only one who didn’t come to meet me just now. It’s like you were ignoring me deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Soul Weapon should have recognized Obitus, and yet you act like you don’t know me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you pretending to not know me, Moraine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at him, then pulled her wrist free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moraine—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What will that do?\" she asked suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words confirmed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression didn’t break, but her voice carried something sharper than her calm face revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What will knowing me change?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, her mask slipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless emotions flickered in her golden eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain, anger, longing, regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They came and went so quickly it was almost like they had never been there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Will you tell me you love me again?\" she asked. \"Will you leave Elizabeth for me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo couldn’t answer. His throat tightened, and no words came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was what he hadn’t wanted to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moraine’s fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave. Don’t bring this—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could finish, Neo moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled her into a hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t think. He just reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face, when she asked him if he would love her again, showed too much pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t bear to see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Ninth Eon, he had done everything he could to keep her from sadness and suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Witch of Time had shown him how Moraine had lived in the Tenth Eon. How she had struggled without him. That memory still haunted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to see her in pain anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing?\" she whispered, struggling weakly against his hold. \"Let me go. Let me go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anger faded into something heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hot tears welled up, spilling down her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let... m-me... go. Bastard... go to that witch... y-you love...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice broke, but Neo didn’t let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightened his arms around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moraine,\" he said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name carried everything he had held back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I missed you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those words seemed to break something inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her strength left her body, and she stopped pushing him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook in his arms as sobs broke free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tears dampened his chest, but she didn’t pull away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she clung to him, holding him back, crying openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neo didn’t know how long they stayed like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes, maybe longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world outside blurred into silence, leaving only her quiet sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A part of him felt guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elizabeth was still out there, waiting for him, and here he was holding another woman close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he couldn’t bring himself to let Moraine cry alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t turn away when she was breaking in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When her sobs slowed, he finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s get inside. Have you eaten anything? I’ll make something if you haven’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t answer, but she didn’t resist when he guided her back into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was more similar to an apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space was simple but comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A living room opened into a small kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moraine sat quietly on the sofa, wiping her face, while Neo stepped into the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t ask her questions. Not yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had countless questions in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why she had hidden their past, why she chose to bury herself in another name, why she avoided him until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would she have never told him anything if he didn’t find about them on his own?\u003C\u002Fp>",1016,"2026-05-30T08:01:16.233Z","2026-06-01T04:30:42.299Z",1,"novelbin.me","739f705382e077cec609214c5a590d6c13f4b5d472d09b3066b986b0784ba0e5","extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-703","extra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-chapter-701",839,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fextra-s-death-i-am-the-son-of-hades-cover.jpg"]