Creation Of All Things-Chapter 61 : Destroying The Devourer Orb

Selene's voice was steady, but her eyes carried the weight of years.

"That's the truth about your parents," she said, watching Adam carefully. "They're not dead like you were told. They're trapped in that dimension. The same place where I lost my brother."

Adam didn't react. He just stared at her, listening.

Selene clenched her fists. "I would've never gone there if it weren't for them. Your parents meant everything to me. And despite having kids of their own, they still sacrificed their lives to make sure that monster stayed locked away."

Silence.

Then—

Adam smiled.

It wasn't a happy smile. It was sharp, cold, calculating.

He looked Selene in the eyes.

"I'm not joining your plans." His voice was casual, almost dismissive. "I see it as cowardly. And besides—" His eyes darkened. "We're not exactly on good terms, are we?"

Selene stiffened.

Adam leaned forward slightly. "Your son still has to pay for messing with my family."

Selene's expression turned rigid.

Adam smirked. "But since you gave me what I needed, I'll be generous. I won't go after him myself." His smile widened. "I'll let my siblings handle him."

He stretched his hand out—

And in his palm, a dark, swirling orb appeared.

The Devourer Orb.

Everyone's eyes locked onto it.

Then—

CRACK.

Adam crushed it in his grip.

Energy exploded outward, vanishing into the air.

"We won't be needing it," Adam said calmly, brushing the dust off his hands. "If I'm going to fight the Monarch, I'll do it in his territory—at his strongest."

Silence.

Everyone stared at him.

Then—

A low chuckle.

Alexandria leaned back, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips.

"I knew I liked you," she said.

Adam turned to her, raising a brow. "Who are you again?"

Alexandria blinked, then let out an amused sigh.

"Already forgot me? I was the one who stopped you from starting a family war." She tilted her head. "Not that it worked—you still started one anyway."

Adam narrowed his eyes slightly. Then, realization clicked.

"...Alexandria Blackveil."

She grinned. "Took you long enough."

Selene had been quiet all this time. But now—her hands trembled.

"You don't get it, do you?" Her voice was sharp, cracking with emotion. "Even your father couldn't defeat the Monarch."

Adam's smirk faded.

"Your parents—were powerless against him," Selene snapped. "And you think you can do what they couldn't?"

The room grew cold.

Selene's shadows started to unravel, creeping along the ground like living creatures.

"You had one thing that gave you an advantage," she hissed, her eyes burning red. "And you destroyed it."

The shadows pulsed, twisting wildly, distorting the air.

"You threw it away because of your pride!"

Her power surged—

Until—

A hand landed on her shoulder.

Selene flinched.

Thomas.

His grip was firm, steady. "Enough."

The shadows stilled.

Selene clenched her jaw, breathing heavily.

Adam's voice was calm, unwavering.

"Like you said, my parents couldn't do it. But that doesn't mean I can't." He looked around the room, his expression firm. "I just have to be stronger than the Monarch. That's all."

Silence.

Selene, Thomas, and Alice stared at him like he had lost his mind.

Joshua, on the other hand, just blinked at them, confused.

"Why are you all looking at him like that?" Joshua asked, tilting his head. "He's not wrong. If the enemy is stronger, then just get stronger. Simple."

Alice let out a sigh. "Cousin bro, it's not that easy. If power came that fast, everyone would be a god by now."

Adam turned to her and smiled, unfazed.

Thomas rubbed his temples, exhaling deeply. "Listen, kid. I know you're your parents' son, but you need to learn how to pick your battles." His voice was heavy. "Growing stronger takes years. It's not something you just decide to do overnight. Your parents have already spent five years trapped in there—they don't have that kind of time."

Adam's next words made the room freeze.

"Who said anything about years?" His eyes gleamed. "I'm going tonight."

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Everyone's breath caught.

"I'm bringing them back as soon as I can," Adam continued. "I won't let them spend one more day in that hellhole."

A sharp gasp escaped Alice's lips. Joshua's eyes widened.

Selene, however, slammed her hand on the table.

"You're delusional." Her voice was sharp, cutting through the tension. "Yes, you're powerful, but you can't even beat me. So tell me, how are you going to defeat the Monarch?" Her eyes burned with frustration.

"You want to rescue your parents?" she continued. "Then explain to me how you're going to do what they failed to do!"

Adam didn't flinch.

Selene clenched her fists. "Unbelievable," she muttered. "This is a waste of time. We should have just stuck to the original plan." She shot a glare at Thomas before turning on her heel and storming out.

The door slammed behind her.

A heavy silence filled the room.

Thomas sighed, rubbing the back of his head.

"What's your endgame?" His voice was low, almost tired. "How do you plan on getting stronger before tonight?"

His eyes locked onto Adam.

"You're not just making an empty boast," Thomas admitted. "I can see that. But if I'm wrong—" His gaze darkened. "Then know this."

His voice dropped into something colder, something dangerous.

"If your recklessness costs me the chance to see Freya again..." He stepped closer, towering over Adam. "I will put you down myself."

His eyes glowed with quiet fury. "Freya is the only family I have left. And if I lose her because of you—"

Thomas turned to leave.

But—

A hand grabbed his shoulder.

He stopped.

Adam's grip was firm.

His next words were quiet. Controlled.

"This is my parents we're talking about," he said.

Thomas felt the weight behind those words.

Adam's voice remained steady. "I was fourteen. My siblings were three when we were robbed of them."

His fingers tightened.

"You think I'd throw around some stupid boast just because of pride?"

Adam stepped forward, his eyes burning with something raw. Something real.

"I believe in myself." His voice was unwavering. "And I want to see the look on their faces when they realize what kind of man their son has become."

A tense silence hung between them.

Thomas exhaled through his nose, staring at Adam for a long moment.

Then, without another word, he pulled away and walked out of the room.