Yandere Levelling in Her World-Chapter 199 - 200: Story Repeats

In the ethereal halls of what looked like the Divine Palace, where marble pillars stretched endlessly toward the heavens and the floor shimmered like a sea of swirling clouds, a scene of judgment unfolded.

It was no ordinary realm. It floated high above mortal worlds, a sanctuary for gods and goddesses. In the center, chained to two massive pillars, stood a woman of breathtaking beauty.

Her blonde hair cascaded like golden waterfalls, framing a face that could rival any goddess. She wore only wisps of transparent, floating cloth that clung to her curves, revealing the smooth expanse of her naked skin, her pert nipples, and the intimate folds of her vagina.

The chains bit into her wrists and ankles, holding her spread-eagled and vulnerable.

Around her, a circle of divine beings gathered. Gods in armored tunics and goddesses in flowing robes stared with open disgust. Their eyes narrowed, lips curled in revulsion at the sight of this intruder.

One goddess, with fiery red hair and a crown of flames, stepped forward. She pointed a trembling finger at the chained woman. "Banish her! Banish this irregular! She doesn't belong in our sacred plane!"

Murmurs rippled through the crowd. A tall god with wings of light shook his head. "What abomination is this? She reeks of chaos."

Another goddess, adorned in jewels, crossed her arms. "Look at her. She smells and looks like a mortal harlot. Disgraceful. Mortal souls shouldn't be allowed here."

Among them, a black-haired woman stood apart. Her expression was indifferent, almost as if she knew this person. She knew exactly what this "irregular" was, a glitch in the fabric of existence that she was rather famillar with, but she said nothing, her dark eyes flicking over the scene without emotion as if she waited for something.

The blonde woman in chains trembled, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. She muttered under her breath, her voice fracturing into multiple tones, as if several souls spoke through her. "Ren... Ren... Ren..."

The gods exchanged puzzled glances. "What is she saying?" whispered a young god with silver hair.

"Ren? Who's Ren?" asked a goddess nearby, her brow furrowed.

At the head of the hall, on a throne carved from starlight, sat the elder god. He was muscular and imposing, with a thick beard streaked in gray and eyes that burned like ancient suns. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

He leaned forward, his voice booming like thunder. "Silence! This irregular should not exist in our plane. Send her to the Abyss of Nothingness. Let her fade into oblivion."

The blonde woman whimpered, her mutterings growing louder. "Ren... Ren..."

But before the order could be carried out, the elder god's face twisted in shock. Golden blood spurted from his mouth, staining his beard. He clutched his chest, gasping. Behind him stood his own son, a handsome young god with sharp features and a dagger plunged deep into his father's back.

The blade was the Dagger of Absolute Death, a relic long lost to space and time, its edge glowing with forbidden power. It was a relic that was not supposed to be in this plane. It was a relic that wasn't supposed to exist.

Gasps echoed through the hall. "Father!" cried a goddess in horror.

"What have you done?" shouted a god, his fists clenched.

"Treason! The son has slain the All-Father!" another voice yelled.

The elder god slumped forward, tumbling from his throne in a heap, his golden blood pooling on the cloudy floor.

The blonde woman's face lit up with recognition. She shouted in those fractured voices, "Ren! Ren! Ren!" The chains shattered with explosive force, whipping outward like serpents. They struck several gods and goddesses, crushing skulls and severing limbs. Screams filled the air as divine bodies fell, golden blood spraying everywhere but they quickly regenerated showing they were not ordinay gods and goddesses.

"Attack him! Kill the traitor!" roared a burly god, charging at Ren with a spear of lightning.

Others joined, gods summoning flames and storms to assault the son who had slain their king. "For the All-Father!" they bellowed.

But the blonde woman, now free and enraged, saw them closing in on Ren. Her form glitched, flickering like a broken illusion. In a blur of motion, she unleashed chaos. She tore through the crowd, her hands becoming claws that ripped throats and shattered bones.

Gods fired bolts of energy, but she dodged, her body phasing in and out. A goddess swung a sword, only to have her arm twisted off. "No! Stop her!" the red-haired goddess screamed before a glitchy strike caved in her chest.

One by one, they fell but they quickly regenerated. Golden blood drenched the blonde woman from head to toe, her transparent cloths soaked and clinging even more revealingly to her curves. The hall turned into a slaughterhouse, bodies littering the cloudy floor, pillars cracked from the violence but none of them were dead.

The chaos in the Divine Palace escalated into a frenzy of regeneration and rage. The blonde woman, her body glistening with golden blood, slashed through another wave of gods, her claws rending flesh and bone. A burly god's head flew off, but within seconds, it reformed, his eyes blazing with fury as he rose again.

"Die, you irregular!" he bellowed, hurling a bolt of thunder at her. She twisted away, but more deities surged forward, their wounds healing as fast as she inflicted them.

"You can't kill us forever!" snarled a goddess with emerald eyes, her severed arm regrowing as she summoned vines of ethereal light to lash out. "We're eternal! You'll tire before we do!"

The blonde woman panted, her form flickering erratically. She glanced back at Ren, who stood amid the carnage, the Dagger of Absolute Death no longer in his grasp, it had vanished into thin air. He had let it go, his hands empty now, but a sly smile crept across his face as he scanned the hall.

"Where is she...?" Ren muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing on the empty spot where the black-haired woman had been. "Ah, so you picked it up, didn't you?" He chuckled softly, a knowing grin spreading. "It repeats."

The gods and goddesses, undeterred by their repeated "deaths," reformed their ranks and advanced on the blonde woman. She backed away slowly, her glitchy movements slowing as exhaustion set in. She positioned herself protectively in front of Ren, her eyes darting between the encroaching horde.

"Stay back!" she hissed in her fractured voices, multiple tones overlapping like echoes from different realms. "I won't let you touch him!"

"Pathetic irregular," sneered the fiery red-haired goddess, her flames reigniting as her crushed chest mended. "You think you can protect a traitor? We'll erase you both!"

The silver-haired god laughed mockingly. "Look at her tremble. She's weakening. Advance! For the All-Father's vengeance!"

The blonde woman's face twisted in trouble, her body glitching more violently as the divine beings closed in, their weapons glowing with celestial power.

But suddenly, Ren stepped forward. With a swift motion, he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close. Before she could react, he pressed his lips to hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Her eyes widened in shock, and a flush spread across her entire body, turning her skin a vibrant crimson from head to toe.

"Mmmph?!" she mumbled against his mouth, her fractured voices melting into a single, surprised gasp.

The kiss ignited something primal within her. Tentacles erupted from her back, writhing and coiling like living shadows. Her form warped grotesquely, extra hands sprouting from her sides, elongated and clawed, her body expanding into a monstrous silhouette of tentacles, fangs, and undulating limbs.

The transparent cloths shredded away, leaving her transformed into a hulking abomination, her curves distorted into something nightmarish yet eerily alluring.

The gods and goddesses halted in their tracks, their faces paling as they stared in horror.

"It's... it's the Irregular!" gasped the jewel-adorned goddess, her voice trembling. "As the ancient words have spoken...it has turned into the Destroyer!"

"No... this can't be!" cried the winged god, his light wings flickering uncertainly. "The prophecy warned of this! The glitch that devours all!"

"Attack! We can't let it consume the palace!" roared the burly god, mustering his courage as he charged with his spear.

Others followed, unleashing barrages of fire, lightning, and divine energy at the monstrous form. "Die, Destroyer!" they shouted in unison. "For the sanctity of our realm!"

But the creature, that was once the blonde woman reared back and let out a deafening shout. The sound was a cacophony of fractured screams, echoing like a thousand souls in agony.

The force of it shattered the marble pillars, cracks spiderwebbing across the ethereal floor. The swirling clouds beneath began to disperse, thinning out like mist in the wind.

"No! The foundation!" screamed the red-haired goddess as the palace trembled violently. Chunks of celestial stone plummeted downward.

One by one, gods and goddesses lost their footing, tumbling through the dissolving clouds. "We're falling! To the mortal plane!" wailed the silver-haired god, his body vanishing into the void below.

The hall emptied in a cascade of divine bodies, their screams fading as they plunged toward the worlds below.

Hidden behind a crumbling pillar, the black-haired woman clutched the Dagger of Absolute Death in her hands. Its glow reflected in her dark eyes as she whispered to herself, "I will save you from us, baby... this time for sure. Once I do, I will find the answer to my question."