All Chapters of Suddenly i became a goddess!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

My eyes felt heavy, my life force slipping away from my body, and I could feel myself sinking to the floor. The weight of exhaustion and energy loss was overwhelming. Just as I thought I would collapse completely, a sudden surge of power exploded beneath me, sending the two spirits flying away and causing me to fall to my knees.I managed to open my eyes just slightly, and there, standing before me, were the brightest yellow eyes and dark, black hair. My heart skipped a beat. It was Veryon! How had he found me?A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, though his eyes were filled with fury. There was no mistaking it—his anger was burning like a fire. But was he angry at me, or was it the spirit that enraged him? Either way, I knew one thing for certain: whatever he was angry about, this wasn't going to end well.Behind him stood Lucius, his presence commanding, a cold, icy-blue energy swirling around him. The surge of power that came from him was unmistakable. Lucius' anger was also

When I woke up, I was in a room I immediately recognized as one of the palace chambers. My body felt heavy, as if weighed down by exhaustion and the remnants of whatever power had overtaken me. The first sounds I heard were the hushed voices of the healers."It will be fine. His condition is stable," one of them said softly. "He just needs time to rest."The voice faded as the healer left the room, and I turned my head slightly, my vision blurry. I could make out a figure standing nearby, their gaze fixed on me."Father? Are you alright?"It was Ciara. Her voice trembled with worry, and the sight of her anxious face stirred something in me. I managed to muster a weak smile. "I'm fine, my dear," I said, though my voice sounded far weaker than I intended.As my vision cleared further, I noticed the other person standing next to her. Of course, it had to be him—Veryon. His smirk was as infuriating as ever, and just the sight of him made my head ache.Seeing him standing there, smug as al

Lucius stood tall, his jaw clenched, as though he was trying to gather the last shreds of patience he had left. Kiara, visibly fatigued, glanced at Elena one last time before turning toward the door."I'm going to my chambers," Kiara muttered, her voice clipped. " Elena, pls try not to cause more trouble."Elena smirked, her arms still crossed. "Trouble? Me? Never."Kiara didn't respond, her exhaustion evident as she exited the room. Elena hesitated for a moment, then followed her, her steps quick and deliberate.A maidservantTae trailed behind them, her eyes darting nervously between Elena and Kiara. She seemed unsure of her place, but her loyalty to her duties kept her close.Lucius remained in the room, his gaze fixed on the door long after they'd left. He let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. The weight of responsibility pressed down on him like a mountain.The sharp knock at the door broke his thoughts. A guard stepped in, bowing slightly. "Your Majesty, the duke

"what are you doing here?" "Easy, tiger," I replied, trying to defuse his mood as I made my way to sit beside him.Just as I had anticipated, he was sitting there, a bottle of alcohol in hand. The moonlight reflected off the glass, highlighting the tension etched across his face. His usual calm demeanor was replaced by something heavier—stress, perhaps."It's what I heard too," he said, not bothering to look at me as he took another sip.I tilted my head, studying him for a moment before speaking. "Calm down. I'm not the girl you need to keep hiding away anymore. I'm Athena," I said with a smirk, hoping to lighten the mood.To my surprise, he burst out laughing, the sound rough but genuine. "Yeah, sure," he muttered, shaking his head.I stretched my hand out to him, grinning. "Pass me the alcohol, you devil, or do you want to starve me to death?"Lucius looked at me with a mix of confusion and amusement before finally pouring some into a cup and handing it to me.I took a sip, savori

Kiara's POVMy heart was pounding in my chest as I sat rigidly in my seat, watching the fight unfold before me. I didn't know where my loyalty lay, and the weight of the decision made my breaths shallow. To my left was Ariel, clutching her hands tightly in her lap, her small frame trembling with emotions far too mature for a ten-year-old.Lucius was struggling—anyone with eyes could see that. His movements were sluggish, his energy barely visible, a stark contrast to Veryon's fierce, almost monstrous aura. The power emanating from Veryon was like a wildfire, untamed and relentless, consuming everything in its path.Lucius, on the other hand, seemed to be relying on borrowed strength. His sword carried a faint glow, the last remnants of energy someone—probably General Kael—had infused into it. But that energy was fleeting, and the disadvantage was growing more apparent with every passing moment.The clash of swords echoed in the hall, each strike tightening the knot of anxiety in my st