10x God-Tier Stealing System: Pumping S-Rank SuperHeroines Daily!-Chapter 115- You are mine... Cruxius

It had become glaringly obvious to most of them. They had been strictly ordered to collect massive amounts of information about that man—his business activities, his daily life, the women he slept with, absolutely every little thing. And the violent events he was recently involved in made it abundantly clear: their stoic commander was personally after him.

But the burning question was, why? Especially when she had been deeply engaged in a bloody conflict at the far border zones. She shouldn’t have even known a spoiled billionaire like Cruxius Blac personally.

"I’m going to finally meet that man."

Given their intense loyalty, she at least mustered herself to give them a direct, simple answer before clearly taking a firm stance, preparing to leap from the staggering height of the building.

The man frowned deeply. "Wouldn’t he be securely on that train?"

"Do your damn job." Her voice cut through the howling air, razor-sharp and final, aggressively rejecting any further inquiry. Then, without hesitation, she jumped.

More like a predatory gliding squirrel, her heavy coat stretched open, catching the updraft. Using the wind’s massive resistance, she glided with terrifying precision directly toward the distant railway tracks—toward a sleek train moving at a calculated, high speed, just enough to make her dangerous landing safe.

The dare was clear. Even though the main track was deep in Zone Seven, it wasn’t the heavily guarded train at Station Kael. Instead, it was another, secret train. A private train booked by that man.

’Cruxius Blac...’

The name crossed her mind, sending a sudden, hot shiver down her spine. Her eyes tightened painfully beneath the mask as agonizing memories clicked violently into place—memories she’d desperately thought were long forgotten. The sheer, burning frustration of dying completely alone... when all she had ever truly wanted was for him to die with her. The freezing wind brushed harshly past her mask.

After finally opening her eyes to this new reality, her sole, burning goal was to violently deal with—or at the very least, die bloodily alongside—that specific man.

And to properly do that, she fiercely needed time. Meticulous preparation. Especially considering she’d been ruthlessly imprisoned by the corrupt higher-ups of the Blac Corporation in the past.

Cruxius was practically an untouchable god in this city. And the severe consequences of laying even a single finger on him? Possibly far too heavy for someone like her, a mere, expendable soldier.

So, she had meticulously planned. She obsessively gathered information about Cruxius’s every movement.

Including how Cruxius’s survival instincts had seemingly changed drastically after being attacked by that arrogant hero. So much so, he had begun openly, aggressively targeting the massive Hero Association. That bold trait alone made him incredibly useful to her dark plans.

It was the perfect time for absolute horror. Even if Cruxius were brutally killed today, the heavy blame would most likely fall squarely on the Hero Association’s shoulders.

And more than anything else—she would finally become one with him in the end.

A dark, twisted love that lives on long after death.

She had spent 1,789 agonizing years in pure soul form—completely alone in the dark—before finally getting a miraculous chance to be with her dear Cruxius... So this time, she would absolutely make sure they died together.

"He must have booked this specific train just to fool the others..."

Finally, the sleek, speeding train came into her sharp line of sight. She landed heavily on the reinforced roof with a flawless backflip, her boots hitting the hard metal surface with a loud clang. She expertly controlled her massive momentum as the train sped forward, roaring at thirty miles per hour directly beneath her feet.

She stood perfectly balanced, the wind whipping her coat around her thighs.

"Hm."

Silence lingered heavily in her obsessive mind. She thought back to exactly how she reached this pivotal point—by brilliantly realizing Cruxius’s main objective had always been to violently target the exposed nerve between the Hero Association and the Villain Syndicate’s volatile Zone Seven.

By cleverly using another train carrying fake gene serums as bait—it was all far too convenient. Especially the highly suspicious way Cruxius received a "secret" call during the very public press conference with precise, leaked details.

He wanted to bait the greedy villains—the exact ones she had already violently replaced with her own loyal men—into foolishly looting the gene serum.

And of course, the cowardly Cruxius wouldn’t actually risk his own precious life being on that highly explosive decoy train.

But she had tracked him flawlessly. She had found that on the exact same day, at the exact same time, he had secretly booked another private train.

This train.

And when the bloody battle began at the station, he’d undoubtedly portray it to the media as if he had barely survived the collateral damage. As if the vicious attack had been directed specifically at him.

Cruxius was incredibly smart.

But she was far smarter.

And this time, she was standing directly in his path.

She had completely seen through his brilliant deception.

Swiftly, she leapt forward and violently kicked open the heavy reinforced train door, entering the luxurious cabin.

"I’ll be easily able to deal with that bodyguard, Dari—" she began, her hand reaching for her weapon.

BOOOOM!

A deafening, apocalyptic explosion ripped through the metal.

The entire train derailed instantly with a violent, fiery blast, sending the woman flying backward. Her eyes flared wide in absolute shock, her silver mask cracked down the middle, and her body burned intensely from the sudden heat. The massive force of the blast hurled her back through the air before she slammed brutally into the rocky ground outside.

She desperately tried to lift herself, coughing up blood and dust. She fiercely tried to make sense of what had just happened.

But her mind was entirely blank. Empty. Ringing.

Had she... had she actually fallen into a trap?

And then—

A small, heavy-duty tape recorder, still miraculously intact in the burning, wrecked space of the train car, clicked on with a sharp hiss.

Though the massive train had violently derailed, through the crumbled, burning walls and thick black smoke, a pre-recorded announcement echoed loudly—

"Aww, what happened, princess?"

’!’

The very moment the audio played, just that single, condescending sentence was enough to make her whole battered body flinch violently. She clearly recognized the dark chill in that voice—mocking her flawlessly with the exact same tone and using the exact same pet title he always called her by in bed.

"All that big brain bullshit got you crawling in the dirt like a bitch in heat. You actually thought you were five brilliant moves ahead—turns out you were just dancing happily to the end of my leash. That’s the tragic thing about self-proclaimed geniuses... they’re really just arrogant little puppets begging to be outplayed."

"Y-you, you are mine, Cruxius! Did you hear me?!"

In the blinding heat of the moment, surrounded by fire, she lost absolutely all composure. Her severe wounds were still rapidly regenerating, but the obsessive anger burned far hotter, far too intense for her mind to withstand. She yelled out into the smoke, clearly clenching the twisted, burning metal beneath her boots. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"And you? All brains, absolutely no bite—just another cocky cunt begging to be humbled."