I Became the Academy’s Time-Stopping Villain – Chapter 79

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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[But you were the one who abandoned me first.]

“…Wow.”

Their perspectives were different. Conversations between people were based on mutual understanding. You tried to understand the other’s intentions, and wanted something from each other. That was a ‘human conversation.’

[I told you many times.]
[I promised and prayed for your victory.]
[But you broke your promise and only thought of yourself.]

“But… but, but then…”

He looked at Chronos.

“Why did you just watch when my arm was crushed, my hand broken, my ribs pierced my lungs, and my organs ruptured?”

[To make you worship me.]

“…What?”

[It’s simple.]

Chronos replied,

[Humans are weak in the face of death. That is when they cry out to god. It was a trial I gave you to break your illusion of self-reliance and make you look to me.]

“…Aha.”

So, that’s what she meant.

“You gave me a ‘believe in me or die’ choice.”

[The existence of gods is based on fear and reverence.]

Many people had begun to worship the gods after that incident. Chronos spoke as if it was only natural.

“…Haa.”

Worship.

Fanaticism.

The existence of faith.

“…Ugh…!”

He felt nauseous. He felt sick. ‘This… is a god…?’ He couldn’t understand. No. It wasn’t something he could understand. It was something you had to accept. That was why he had lowered his head from the beginning. Not understanding, but accepting. Not agreeing, but submitting. That was his relationship with Chronos.

“Chrono… are you okay? Do you need help?”

“…Haaaa…”

Ur-noona, noticing his discomfort, hugged him tightly. He felt her soft skin and warmth. His nausea seemed to be subsiding.

“…I think I get it now.”

A warm embrace. He had felt something similar when he’d held Mai, but there was a difference. He said to Chronos,

“You’re a ‘god,’ after all. Right?”

A god. More accurately, an old god. Born when only gods existed.

“From your perspective, you’ve done nothing wrong. If anyone’s wrong, then it’s me.”

She only saw things from a god’s perspective, not a human’s.

“You’re a true god, Chronos.”

[You’ve finally realized my ‘status’.]

She smiled.

He smiled back and said,

“Yes. I realized it, you incestuous, transgendered, gay piece of shit.”

[…What?]

He felt his mind become clearer.

“I asked the wrong person for a wish. My wish itself was a mistake. It was wrong to assume that gods see things the same way as humans do.”

There was a myth called Cthulhu. It represented the unknown, the kind of fear that was incomprehensible to human beings. Chronos was similar. He’d asked for a woman he could love, and she’d given him someone he couldn’t help but love. He’d asked her to pity him, and she had let him survive. He didn’t get what he’d asked for.

“My mistake.”

I looked at Chronos and said,

“I don’t need anything. I don’t want anything anymore.”

Just get out of my life. He truly wished for that. And that sincere wish—

[—That is impossible. I will not abandon my child.]

“………..”

—was rejected. He knew. He understood. Chronos’s gifts and rewards were shackles. Not gifts for him, but tools to control him. The scythe she had given him. The power as well. Everything she had given him could be taken away at any time. He was a fool to believe in them.

“These ‘gifts’ you gave me.”

He held Chronos’s Scythe.

“Take them back.”

[…You…]

“Oh, you’ve already taken one before, right?”

Then he didn’t need to say anything. He dropped the pistol.

[…..!!!]

The pistol, Chronos’s Scythe, clattered against the floor.

“I’m not using this anymore.”

[…Do not test me any further.]

“I’m not using any of your powers, your abilities, anything.”

[You! As an apostle, you must bow your head to your god!]

Her voice rose. He didn’t back down.

“Take it back. Just do what you want. But I will never use your powers again.”

[You have become quite arrogant. Where did the good boy go? The one who begged to be my only child?!]

“Treat me like a human first!”

He shouted.

“You don’t even think I’m human! You treat me like livestock!”

Then he’d bite back when she tried to starve him! It was only natural.

“You want worship? You want fanaticism?”

Then he had a question for her, too.

“Have you ever been worshipped? Have you ever been trusted? Have you ever been loved, Chronos?”

[…What are you trying to say?]

“Aha! Never!?”

After all,

“Who would love someone who killed their own father and swallowed their own children?”

[Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!]

—*Rumble!*

A powerful wave of energy surged from the mirror. But it was blocked by a red barrier.

[…Hera. Stand down.]

[I refuse. I didn’t say anything wrong. Did you think it was fun when I was trapped in your body?]

[You… this child… these children…!]

[If you want to be treated like a child then act like a father.]

Hera chuckled, quoting him.

[Oh, were you worried that I wouldn’t help? Don’t worry. I wanted to see if you could do it on your own. I’ll be here if you need me!]

“That’s my god!”

That’s what a god was! Someone you wanted to worship, someone you could trust! Her aura was overwhelming, unlike that petty beggar of a god. He looked at Ur-noona.

“Don’t worry, Chrono. If you get hurt, I’ll hurt first.”

“Heung…”

She hugged him. He hugged her back, and Chronos scoffed.

[He’s just like Zeus, surrounded by women.]

“Thanks for the compliment!”

[…What?]

“That was a compliment, wasn’t it?”

After all,

“He’s a man who loves one person, but also has many mistresses. And his children end up saving the world. He is a God among gods, isn’t he?”

[…You truly have gone mad.]

Chronos seemed to have given up.

[…But, that doesn’t mean I forgive you. I had no choice! I did it for the greater good…!]

He’d unintentionally made Hera worried as well.

“Don’t worry, Lady Hera. Even if Chrono has many women, he will make them all happy.”

“Ugh…”

Ur-noona said confidently.

[…As long as you don’t hurt my child, I’ll let it slide.]

“Okay…”

Hera accepted it. ‘Wait a minute.’ Wasn’t that effectively approving of NTR? As he was about to correct her, Chronos spoke.

[Those lowly gods are supporting you? Do you think you’re special? You’re just arrogant and foolish.]

“What’s your point?”

[…Listen, my child.]

At the end of it all, Chronos decided to—

[If you do not return to me now, I shall bring you trials and tribulations!]

Warn him.

[You will never find peace and rest!]

Threaten him.

[And the woman by your side will be torn to shreds!]

Curse his future.

[It is not too late. Bow your head before me!]

Fear and reverence.

“…I have a question.”

There was a problem.

“The ‘missions’ you gave me were not peaceful at all.”

[…]

If you’re going to threaten me, be more creative.

“You told someone who has never used a sword to defeat an apostle in a duel.”

“You told me to master ranged combat when I’ve barely learned melee.”

“You told me to kill a goblin champion when I wasn’t ready.”

“You even told me to kill a troll…”

Where was the peace? The rest?

“And the women by my side? You mean the other apostles?”

Juno.

Mars.

He didn’t know about Minerva, but Merck was not his.

“If you had any power left, would you really entrust your mission to someone like that?”

[…Are you being serious?]

And he had already found…

“I got a new weapon, and I defeated the troll without any powers, just my own strength.”

And there was even a new patron god to replace you.

“Why should I trust you? Why should I worship you?”

[…]

Chronos stared at him and said,

[I will take back the child you embraced.]

“Try it.”

[Do you think this is a joke?]

“Go ahead.”

[…]

“Why aren’t you doing it? Kill her right now, why don’t you?”

[…]

Silence. He continued,

“Did you think I’d crumble after you showed me the pitiful faces of the people I was close with?”

He was human. Of course, he cared. He wouldn’t leave them. But,

“You know what Mai told me?”

Do your best.

“She probably knew she might die. She knew that she could die if she defied you.”

But still, she said to him, not as his ‘oppa,’ but as Chrono, the one chosen by the god, and lastly,

“If I back down now, it’s the same as killing her twice.”

Kill me if you want to. He looked at Chronos and clenched his fist.

[…I understand.]

Chronos finally said,

[I will not kill her. I will not take her away.]

No threats. No warnings.

[I will not force you to do anything, and I will respect your choices.]

The god, finally humbled, asked him,

[What do you desire?]

“…Chronos,”

But sadly, too late.

“I don’t want anything.”

He didn’t expect anything anymore. He didn’t want anything. He didn’t rely on her. So she should just rot in that place.

“Forgotten and unremembered.”

She should just sit on her throne, looking down on the world.

“Live a meaningless life. Die a meaningless death. Just fade away.”

A life like death, a death like life. Just a meaningless existence, forgotten by all.

“That is my only wish.”

[…]

Chronos stared at him in silence. He picked up Agape.

“I’m glad I met you, and goodbye forever.”

It transformed into a dagger. A light blue dagger. It flew towards the mirror, shattering it.

—Crash!

“…Ha.”

The mirror shattered into pieces. He buried his face in Ur-noona’s chest.

“You’ve worked hard, Chrono.”

“….Noona, I have a wish.”

“A wish? What is it?”

“………..”

He pressed himself against her.

“I want to do it now.”

“…What a coincidence.”

Ur-noona smiled as she pulled him closer.

“I was just thinking the same thing.♪”

Meanwhile—

“…I wasn’t done talking…”

Hera stared blankly at the broken mirror.

“But I can’t interrupt true love.”

She decided to wait. She wasn’t the kind of goddess who would interrupt two lovers.