[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-killed-me-now-i-have-your-power":3,"chapter-killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-50":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Killed Me? Now I Have Your Power",{"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},1085290,1415,"Chapter 50: No way in hell…","killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>Chapter 50 — No way in hell...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darklore, Waverith Stronghold, Cerveau’s Estate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the bluish-white castle of the Cerveau estate, Brain Cerveau sat silently in his office, his expression—as always—neutral, unreadable, without even a hint of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office was exactly what you’d expect from someone like him. Blue with white streaks, clean and clinical. There was only a table, two chairs, and one small bookshelf filled with orderly rows of books. Nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything in that room was arranged with cold precision. Not a thing out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, on his desk, Brain was slowly flipping through a file of papers. He read each one with care, without commenting, without blinking, without anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few minutes, he finished reading and placed the papers back down with deliberate grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that all?\" Brain asked, leaning softly back into his chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, my lord. Those are the recent movements of the beasts outside the stronghold,\" came a soft, girlish voice. The voice echoed from nowhere, disembodied, but the chill behind it was unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brain tilted his head. \"What about that snake?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She hasn’t moved, my lord. I’ve sent more men to gather information, but none returned. She’s reinforced her defenses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brain frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He preferred enemies who moved. Enemies like that brute—predictable, violent, open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that snake? She always stayed in her territory. Quiet. Hidden. Silent. Waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was bothersome to deal with. And worst of all, there was no clear way to gather more intel on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that...that bothered him greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Use our elite. I want to know what made her shut herself in like that and turn her domain into a fortress.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or better yet... capture a few of those talking snakemen,\" he added, a cold, lifeless smile creeping across his face. \"I’ll make them talk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, my lord,\" the voice replied, completely unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But also, my lord,\" she continued, \"there is the matter with the Warborns.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brain raised a brow, his hand coming to rest under his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What should we do about them?\" she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brain remained silent for a moment before answering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Warborns are a clan of brutes. And outside our walls... we have a beast that also likes bloodshed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s make sure they meet. I think they’ll be great friends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, more firmly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t care what methods you use. Just make sure that beast and the Warborns clash.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his tone darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I’m not talking about small skirmishes, Selene.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want them in full war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You understand me? Do whatever it takes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed those words, cold and heavy—before finally:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By your will, Lord Brain,\" Selene responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was calm and resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ready to do anything... to please her master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Fokay—inside the Tycoon’s Merchants building, somewhere within its many room...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged woman sat across from two youths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was a girl with flowing purple hair and gleaming silver eyes—her beauty unmistakable, refined, enchanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was a boy, seemingly her age, with bright orange hair and black eyes. His posture was upright, his expression serious and focused—but that seriousness cracked every time he side-glanced the girl beside him. His cheeks became instantly pink. Clearly he was flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl, of course, was Meris Elamin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the boy in question was Kenan Fireborn—a prodigy with noble blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You two are now my pupils. My disciples,\" the woman said with a warm, inviting smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had soft blue hair and dark eyes. Her presence was gentle but not weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alchemy is not an easy art. In fact, I believe it’s the most difficult of the three professions. Because we don’t just transform herbs—we transmute beasts, minerals, even other alchemical products. This is a craft that demands deep focus... and most importantly, talent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viviette’s tone sharpened as she looked at the two of them with a serious gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have the talent. But...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze shifted to Meris—who wasn’t even looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris’s eyes were scanning the room, mischief dancing within them as if she found the walls more interesting than her master’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viviette sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then looked at Kenan—who wasn’t looking at her either. The young man was too busy staring at Meris like she was a celestial being sent from the heavens to torment him with beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viviette groaned inwardly and clapped her hands. The sound snapped both of them to attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You two are way too distracted. And alchemy is not something you can do while being distracted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at the time and continued,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have the day to yourselves. But tomorrow, I want you both here at seven in the morning. Anyone late, anyone distracted... will no longer be my disciple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before either of them could respond, Viviette vanished in a burst of purple flame—leaving only silence behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris didn’t waste time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Viviette disappeared, she stood and began walking off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah..! Meris! Uh—you don’t mind if I call you by your name, right?\" Kenan asked, voice stuttering slightly as he hurried to follow her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris nodded without much care. \"You can,\" she said simply. Her usual playful air was gone, replaced by an aloof grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, she was Meris Elamin—The Heiress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kenan’s face lit up with joy at her response. Then, nervously but with growing confidence, he added,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Euh... I was thinking, since we’re now studying under the same master... maybe we should get to know each other better. You know, over food, drinks and conversation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris gave no reply, but Kenan kept going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s a place I know—famous for its dishes, wine, even atmosphere. If you’d like, I’ll have the whole floor reserved for just the two of us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just stepping into the main reception hall when suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kenan’s eyes lit up, thinking his invitation had finally worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems you’re interested, Meris,\" he said, stepping closer, trying to peek at her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then... he saw her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her wide, silver eyes locked in one direction. Surprise. Shock. Something deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kenan, confused, turned his head to follow her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire reception hall went quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned. Everyone saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black-haired, red-eyed young man stood near the holographic mission board, completely focused on the missions, utterly unaware of the stares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Meris knew who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would recognize him anywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment it truly hit her—when her mind accepted that yes, it really was him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris broke into a radiant smile. A smile so bright, so happy, that Kenan’s heart skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because her next words were loud enough for everyone to hear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry. Looks like I just found my date.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Straight toward Kaden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that exact moment, Kaden, finally sensing the weight of dozens of gazes, looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as his blood-red eyes locked onto her silver ones—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thought echoed in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’No way in hell...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could even react—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"KADEN! I’ve missed you so much!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris’s voice exploded through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temperature shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room heated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden turned his head slowly, behind Meris stood a young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy glaring at him like he had just murdered his entire bloodline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that sight, Kaden’s thoughts came naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Fucking hell...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—End of Chapter 50—\u003C\u002Fp>",1225,"2026-06-03T10:53:47.223Z",1,"novelbin.me","5833cdbd4e161ef48367e5269ef9b2ea28da13e3f49bcb457e067cc0ae39cacc","killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-401","killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-49",481,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fkilled-me-now-i-have-your-power-cover.jpg"]