Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 341: I’m Going to Kill You

"We are not separated. Our souls will be together forever, always together. So, dear... don't cry, I love you the most."

"Gu, I'm not...!"

Moran wanted to refute that he wasn't crying.

Looking at Artemis's face, he suddenly couldn't continue.

From the beginning of this simulation until now.

Moran had not shed a single tear, and would not in the future.

When he realized that the wife in front of him was becoming more and more illusory.

He immediately became excited again.

"Artemis, what are you kidding me, wait for me—!"

Moran reached out and tried his best to keep her.

He kept trying to grab something, but couldn't reach it no matter what.

It's like trying to catch the moon in a lake.

"I will take your fragments to a beautiful place...

Even though I can't see it clearly now, I'm sure it will become the light that shines on your future. You must live on... forever... even if the world is destroyed... I hope you live happily.

My hero, the one I love—"

Finally, Artemis showed a genuine smile.

Nothing could be more dazzling and beautiful than this.

"The one I love most, Moran."

"—Artemis! No, don't go—Artemis, aaaaaah!"

The goddess could no longer hear the man's cries.

Without any response, Artemis embraced the tears and fragments scattering in the air and disappeared into the light.

This was the most painful and reluctant farewell.

The man would remember this for the rest of his life.

[When he came to, he was already lying on the sea.]

[You are lying on the sea with your arms and legs outstretched.]

[Until the very end, she fulfilled her duty to protect your Lunar God mech, but now, it has completely collapsed and disintegrated.]

[Broken metal parts fell into the sea one by one.]

[Like falling into the sea of your heart, constantly splashing and stirring up waves of emotion, impacting the newly completed soul again and again, but unable to fill the emptiness no matter what.]

[—Here, you are all alone.]

[There is no warmth to speak of, the temperature is frighteningly cold.]

[The goddess who protected you has left, and the world she created has also left with her. Your divine armor has turned to ashes, your whole body is stained with blood, leaving only a broken and battered appearance.]

"Idiot... saying such pretty words...!"

Moran squeezed the words out of his hoarse throat.

The emotions that were no longer concealed in his heart were revealed, and anger sufficient to drown out the grief appeared on his face.

"Who would accept your reasoning... those unreasonable, demanding reasons... in the end, you still take the lead like this, leaving on your own. Just like when you first met me, you were like this from the start... Damn, damn, damn it!"

Moran didn't lose to the great god Zeus.

But lost to the goddess who loved him.

He was completely outmaneuvered, and the vampire who intended to give everything couldn't even fulfill his wish.

Life is so bittersweet.

Striving, obtaining something more supreme and dazzling than anything else, only to lose it in an instant.

However, he still couldn't forget her words.

What he thought was to remember all the pain and beauty, to become a man equal to her and live with his head held high.

It was precisely because of the preciousness of this love.

Therefore, its value must not be allowed to decline.

Moran, as her companion on this journey, also did not want to tarnish this brilliance.

In an instant, he once again clearly recognized life and death.

So-called life is nothing more than this.

Gaining, and then repeating the loss.

Only by accepting everything can one live to the end. If you want to live happily, you must laugh.

"Hmph, hehe, hahahaha! Hahahahaha...!"

Moran couldn't help but laugh.

Knowing that it was just self-deceiving rhetoric, all that remained in his chest was regret and anger.

So he laughed, mocking his own misery and childishness.

Turning them into anger.

In order to fill the emptiness in his chest, he didn't want others to end this story with a tragedy.

He still had to stand up again.

Just as Artemis said, continue to move forward.

He had to do this, to seize the fruits of victory as she said, and then live happily without disappointing her expectations.

Remember the past, face the future.

This is what Moran has always done.

Not allowing others to simply regard their story as a tragedy, he would continue to fight against fate and continue to battle.

This is not a tragic story from Greek mythology.

But a story of him breaking through everything in pursuit of happiness.

"Ah, I will go on, keep going... I still have people I need to watch over, you said... right? Artemis...

This time, you won't have a chance to be angry with me... You said you wanted me to live happily... Then fine, I'll show you!"

Moran strained his limbs with all his might.

Even though his body was creaking constantly, he moved, and once again stood up on the sea.

He couldn't deliberately turn his head and linger in the past.

Moran still had a wife to save, and other promises that had not been fulfilled. Therefore, he had to keep moving forward.

It's not that Moran's heart was cold and ruthless.

On the contrary, precisely because this love was more passionate than anything else, he had to live for what he currently possessed.

"But, Artemis, if you get jealous because I love other women, and can't help it, then come over from there.

At that time, I won't let you run away on your own again... Ah, bring your terrible cooking with you... I'll still eat it all without hesitation..."

Moran gazed at the bright full moon in the night sky.

He wanted to maintain the self that she loved and yearned for in that radiance, at least maintain the goddess's last thoughts.

[In the end, it's your turn to be angry.]

[You are no longer a man who is experiencing life and death for the first time.]

[Howling like a ghost or wolf is too naive, that's something children do.]

[You have to vent this feeling in your chest to the right place, and use even this last bit of warmth.]

[Artemis sacrificed herself to save you.]

[This process didn't take long.]

[Your gaze once again focused on Zeus on the sea, now the Blade of Light has stopped outputting.]

[However, you still have to deal with this last matter.]

[What needs to be done has not changed.]

[The blood and authority of the gods seemed to be boiling in your body, and you contained all these agitations within you.]

"Yo! You old bastard, miss me?

I'm sorry, I didn't self-destruct as you wished! You heard what your daughter said to me, right? I will live on, live more happily than anyone else! Now, I'm going to kill you."

Moran clenched his fist fiercely.

He had never felt so impatient, his flesh and soul had become invulnerable after being tempered by life and death.

Anger made the vampire bare his bloody fangs at the god.

That obsession turned into violence and swelled again.