[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-villain-s-pov":3,"chapter-the-villain-s-pov-the-villain-s-pov-chapter-341":6,"glossary-terms-598":24},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","THE VILLAIN'S POV",{"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},336528,598,"Chapter 341: Snow Lionheart (4)","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-341",341,"\u003Cp>Yosefka Orphanage should never have existed in the Empire’s lands to begin with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact it had lasted this long was a miracle in itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strange truth at the time... was that Yosefka wasn’t the only one. It had merely been a branch—one among many, part of a far greater organization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place Snow had lived in was just a single piece of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few days before his escape...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This facility’s been discovered. The Empire will attack any moment now. Wrap things up and evacuate immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what the Director had said before leaving—just like always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left behind only Annalise, along with the remaining staff who worked within those walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now... here they were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames devoured the orphanage without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow ran straight into the fire, enduring the searing heat as he gasped for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deeper he went, the more charred corpses he found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Children and adults alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bodies burned beyond recognition, soaked in fire and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, the orphanage was destined to be erased—as if it had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Snow didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only wanted to find her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after a desperate search through the inferno, he finally saw the back of that woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing amid the furious blaze ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow reached out and shouted her name without even thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annalise turned immediately, her mouth open in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like she had been searching for him just as desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, she ran toward him and pulled him into a tight embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They held each other in the heart of the inferno.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, Snow still remembered the warmth of her body, despite the hellish flames around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he felt happy just to see her again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, Snow... you’re here. You have no idea how long I’ve been looking for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Snow felt a wave of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed down his face before he even realized it, and he apologized through choked sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry... I’m sorry I left without you. I’m sorry for being a bad boy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annalise gently stroked his hair as she rested her head on his narrow shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s okay. You’re a good, obedient boy. Everything will be fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those same words—again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same words where it had all begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While holding her, Snow suddenly felt something being torn away from him, followed by a burning pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood trickled from his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned in shock to face the woman he once called mother ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to find her savoring the taste of his flesh, having taken a massive bite out of his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M-Mom...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annalise breathed heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t understand, Snow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly licked the blood from her lips and inhaled the scent of the boy in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow tried to ask, still unable to grasp what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Annalise buried her face into his neck again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For Lady Yosefka.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow froze in place, his mind blank, as Annalise continued gnawing on his tender flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of cannibals were they? And who was Yosefka?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those questions ran through his dazed mind—but none of them mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What mattered... was that he had been betrayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betrayed by his only light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow wept bitterly as he kept asking the same question ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had all this happened? That woman had been everything to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, here she was, devouring him alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the Director hadn’t been the one to feast on the children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps it had been her all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one closest to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the very beginning, he had been deceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body... and his heart... both were played with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unforgivable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was unforgivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, everything he’d been through had been part of a twisted play. He was just a pawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, the deaths of all those children hadn’t been his fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the burning pain in his chest... was deeper than any wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unforgivable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hadn’t been him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director. And her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Annalise...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had stopped biting ..no, she was forced to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy’s flesh had turned harder than steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stumbled back, staring in shock at Snow’s body now covered in radiant golden markings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Symbols she couldn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow Lionheart stood up, his wound no longer bleeding. His golden eyes were hollow and dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a grim expression, he slowly stepped toward Annalise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Snow... what are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman, blood still on her face, screamed and lunged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told you to be obedient!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She struck him violently, screaming louder—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told you to be a good boy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept hitting him, until a sharp pain surged through her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she looked at her hands, she saw they were completely broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annalise felt something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was in Class S .. how could a mere boy block her attacks with nothing but his skin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what stood before her wasn’t a boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow Lionheart didn’t even know what was happening anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a terrifying look, he lunged at Annalise, golden sigils glowing across his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were going to kill me just moments ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a brutal blow, he sent Annalise’s body flying through the fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you won’t mind if I do the same, will you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wretched brat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, the two of them clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow felt his body sink into the unknown as a strange force took control of him, moving him however it pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything had been destroyed...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had lost her. Lost himself. Lost everything around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, he no longer cared about anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, a mere boy with no formal training overwhelmed someone from Class S.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she lay before him, cursing him with all her might, Snow gave her a sorrowful smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To be honest,\" he murmured, \"I want to try it... that thing you all were so obsessed with. I want to know what it is that drove you to do all this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow pinned Annalise’s broken body to the ground as he leaned closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But unlike you, I’m just an ordinary human... I can’t eat human flesh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annalise couldn’t move. After a long and brutal fight, her body was ravaged with injuries—bleeding from countless wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, she hadn’t managed to hurt him even once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow brought his face close to hers and whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At least... I’ll take a small part.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just a small part.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth... and bit into her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A small part of you will live inside me forever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The taste of her filthy blood and flesh filled his mouth, and he fought the urge to vomit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annalise watched in disbelief, her body broken and her death imminent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much she begged her Lady Yosefka for strength, the latter gave her nothing. She was abandoned—left to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To think that she would meet her end being eaten by someone else. She, of all people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow cried that day, his face drenched in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Goodbye... Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, when the Empire’s forces arrived—led by the former temple director, Raphael Bloodmader ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They found nothing but ashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst those ashes sat a lone child, burned and bloodied, beside the corpse of a woman torn apart by countless wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The child had survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman had not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, faintly... Bloodmader felt something strange emanating from the boy’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A power he couldn’t quite comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You,\" he called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Snow Lionheart’s golden eyes were distant—completely lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloodmader crouched to his level and slowly pulled a thin blade from his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ran the edge across the boy’s cheek, drawing a shallow cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, Snow grabbed the blade tightly—blood trickling from his hand as he stared directly into Bloodmader’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The director smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come with me... child born from the ashes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, Raphael Bloodmader covered up the incident and took the boy with him... back home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, Snow would learn that everything he’d experienced was part of something that came from another continent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The continent of Ultras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that day, the boy set a new goal for himself ..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A target worthy of his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orphanage director, the one from whom it all began...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus began the story of Snow Lionheart.\u003C\u002Fp>",1387,"2026-05-30T03:41:22.346Z","2026-06-01T04:30:12.387Z",1,"novelbin.me","0393d59bfb05ce09cb39c87d0e27c0d83a4cbffdc6726485eaa93f4ccae7497e","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-342","the-villain-s-pov-chapter-340",866,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-villain-s-pov-cover.jpg",{"terms":25},[]]