[{"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-73":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},1085394,1415,"Chapter 73: Budding intent","killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-73",73,"\u003Cp>Chapter 73 – Budding intent\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kenan was going through some intense pain. A pain so overwhelming that he never thought it was even possible to feel something like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blood was being forcefully drained, being stored into the blood lotus. His life was ending — in a slow and excruciating way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision started to blur, his throat went dry. He forcefully raised his head to look at Kaden, and what he saw made him even more stupefied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden was looking at him in a very strange way. Like he was observing an interesting experiment — not a human being being drained of blood and transformed into a literal mummy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire arena was silent, staring at the scene with wide, shocked eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had never thought, not even for a moment, that Kaden was this strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because mind you — the one on the verge of dying was not some mundane person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Kenan Fireborn, the heir of the illustrious Fireborn Family. The one known as the Hand of Fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blood...? He controls blood?\" one of the spectators muttered in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, blood was an extremely rare power to control — just like sun, stars, and moon, or even space and time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these were powers that only a few beings in both worlds had any control over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These thoughts raced through the minds of all the participants, making them mentally add Kaden Warborn to the list of people they would never dare provoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all that... Kenan didn’t quite care about it right now — as he was literally dying. And in those moments, in a flash, Kenan started to relive his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw his father’s stern eyes, always speaking of duty and the glory of their family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw his mother smiling softly, telling him he could always do better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the maids and servants of his house looking at him with respect, reverence — and even fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because of Kenan, the young boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because of the name he carried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fireborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Ah... so... yes...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts were deeply broken by the pain, but strangely, his mind had never felt this clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just realized why he had always been so against bearing the family name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not truly because of fear of failure... that was part of it, yes, but not all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was about identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was tired of being known only as the heir of the Hand of Fire. No—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to be recognized for who he truly was. As Kenan. A young boy with dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as that realization struck his heart, a spark of enlightenment followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wanted to be known beyond the name of his family... then he would have to act like the person he really was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to act—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Kaden, and slowly, a smile crept onto his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a terrifying sight, considering how shriveled and inhuman his face had become.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that soon changed, as suddenly — a burst of fire exploded from his body, burning away the blood lotus and restoring his appearance back to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden immediately retreated, his expression tightening into a frown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire dispersed, and in its place stood Kenan, his body now wrapped in flickering flames that danced here and there across his skin, unstable and raw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes, originally black, were now tinged with a hint of orange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the VIP room, Old Smith’s expression shifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oho! A budding intent... how interesting,\" she said, taking another puff of her pipe, her black eyes gleaming with a smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, what will you do against this, my dear disciple?\" she said, her voice tinted with amusement as the fight took an unexpected turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t the only one surprised. In another room, Meris — accompanied by Lisa and Lari — was also watching the fight unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did he awaken a budding intent?\" Meris asked, her voice genuinely puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And how could she not be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An intent — even the most basic, budding form — required a deep level of understanding and acceptance of oneself and the power one held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might sound obvious, but it wasn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people never truly accept who they are. And as for power... controlling it didn’t mean understanding it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a nuance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how had he done it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seem to forget something, my lady,\" Lari said beside her, eyes fixed on the duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is a Fireborn heir. On the same level — and maybe even higher — than you all of we only consider status. His talent is nothing to scoff at,\" she said calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone else daring to say that to Meris might have been severely punished. But since it was Lari...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meris simply clicked her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Talent or not, it doesn’t matter. If Kaden loses, he goes down,\" she said with unwavering intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lari sighed softly and chose to remain silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Lisa... she just stood there, trying to make her presence as small as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t need to. All of them were fully focused on the battle playing out before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you? Some protagonist?\" Kaden asked, tilting his head. After all, wasn’t this exactly the kind of cliché protagonists pull? Gaining enlightenment at the brink of death?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Kaden, who wasn’t particularly a novel nerd in his past life, recognized that trope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Death... what is this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The state of budding intent. It’s a realm you reach once you understand your inner self and your power to a certain level.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, Kaden frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that’s the requirement...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hadn’t he awakened this so-called budding intent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden fell silent, thinking. He already knew himself to a significant degree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are your thoughts elsewhere?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kenan’s voice sliced through Kaden’s thoughts, and in an instant, he surged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames wrapped around his fist, his speed explosive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden barely had time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his perception stat was high. His agility, elite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted his body at the last second, dodging the flaming punch by a hair’s breadth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn’t the real attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reditha pulsed inside his mind and whispered a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he immediately raised a hand as blood surged outward — just in time to block the sneaky fire spear hidden behind Kenan’s fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear slammed into the blood barrier with force that made the air itself ripple. Flames licked the edges, trying to melt through — and the blood burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden’s eyes widened as he was forced back several meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’His attacks... they’re stronger now,’ he thought, narrowing his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WOAAAHHHHHHHH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"KENAN! KENAN! KENAN!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their excitement was a living thing — bouncing through the walls, shaking the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kenan stood still, panting slightly, his eyes focused. Urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew this state wouldn’t last long. The budding intent was fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to end it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Kaden’s mind was spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hadn’t he awakened intent yet?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He already knew himself to a great degree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his control over blood was extremely high now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden’s thoughts stopped abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Blood...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had he just assumed it was blood?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden’s eyes widened in realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His true power wasn’t blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His real origin... wasn’t the element itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden looked down at his hand — at the blood-red katana that had always been with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment, as his fingers tightened around her hilt...the realization hit him like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His power... his true origin... was not blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Reditha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaden’s voice echoed throughout the arena\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And instantly Reditha glowed with a mad, radiant crimson light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A divine, fevered, living light that drowned all the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DING!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—End of Chapter 73—\u003C\u002Fp>",1291,"2026-06-03T10:53:47.503Z",1,"novelbin.me","8a9f9637098439a50bb38e4a21b16499c780f114b4e40bd78a41374929a034ab","killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-74","killed-me-now-i-have-your-power-chapter-72",481,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fkilled-me-now-i-have-your-power-cover.jpg"]