The Last Paragon in the Apocalypse

Klaus and Ohema left the room after hours of pleasure. They had truly missed each other. However, upon reaching the hall, Klaus found his mother pacing back and forth, a sight that made him worry immediately.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Klaus asked, reaching for her hand.

"Your sister isn't talking to me," she replied, clearly sad.

"That's ridiculous. Big sister Hanna adores you. If I didn't know better, I'd say she's even in love with you. Why would she suddenly stop talking to you?" Klaus said.

"I don't know either. Since you returned from the trial, she's locked herself in her training room and started crying. I tried reaching out, but she wouldn't respond—not to me, or any of us," she said.

Miriam, Anna, and Lily all nodded, showing that they had tried talking to Hanna as well, but she hadn't responded. Klaus frowned upon hearing that.

"Is she still in her training room?" he asked.

"Yes. Klaus, baby, please try to get through to her. I can't bear seeing her like that," his mother's eyes were watering; she was clearly worried.

"I will, Mom. Just give me some time," Klaus said before heading toward Hanna's training room. Soon, he stood in front of the door and could already hear her quiet sobs.

"Big sister, are you alright?" Klaus called, pushing the door open.

'Really, Mom? The door wasn't even locked—why exaggerate it?' he thought with a sigh. His gaze fell on Hanna, who was sitting in a corner, crying.

"Big sister, what's wrong? Does this have something to do with that brat you wanted to kill?" Klaus asked, walking closer to her.

Hanna looked up as soon as he asked, nodding in response. Klaus sighed; he'd figured as much. During their flight back from Union City, Hanna had been unusually quiet.

He had wanted to ask why she was like that, even after ranking second in the trial, She should have been excited, but he'd been too excited instead to see Ohema again so he neglected her feelings.

Now, seeing her like this, a pang of pain went through his chest.

"Come here, let's talk about it." Klaus reached for her hand and guided her to sit on a chair.

"Tell me everything. I'm all ears."

Hanna took a few moments to calm herself. Klaus could tell just from her expression that she was broken. He'd seen a similar look on Miriam's face when she had shared her past with him.

"Take your time, big sister," Klaus said gently, not rushing her. After ten full minutes, she was ready to speak.

"I already told you I lost my parents when I was seven, but I never told you how I grew up after they were gone," she began.

"When my parents died, it wasn't just them who passed away that day. Another person from our home died too—our maid. She had a daughter, just a few months older than me. So, when they were gone, it was just me and her left in the house.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"I was devastated when I found out that Mom and Dad had died, along with Auntie Love. But, surprisingly, Kehlani was more composed. Her mother had prepared her for a moment like that. While I was shattered, she took it upon herself to care for me.

"She stepped up, looking after me until I was able to recover. From then on, we took care of each other. For years, we did everything together. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I wouldn't be here now if it hadn't been for Kehlani being there for me." Her tears began falling again.

Klaus took her hands, gently rubbing them. He could tell she was reliving emotions he couldn't fully understand, so he did the only thing he could: he was simply there for her.

"Kehlani... She was my... She was my everything. But because of those bastards, she left me. They took her away from me. I will kill every last one of them," Hanna said, clenching her fist. Despite never having killed a human before, her killing intent was rather potent.

"Relax, Big Sister. Tell me what happened," Klaus said, sensing her mood.

"Kehlani and I were supposed to awaken on the same day. We had already secured the drug a few months before we turned 16; well, Kehlani turned 16 before I did. So she was just waiting for my birthday so we could awaken together.

On my birthday morning, she left to get me a cake, but instead of returning with one, she came home broken. I asked what happened, but she was too shattered, devastated, and ashamed to say anything.

The next day, she took her life, leaving only a letter. In the letter, she told me everything. 'Little brother, those bastards, I want to kill every last one of them. Please help me kill them. I can't continue living as long as they are still alive.'"

Klaus's heart ached as he listened to Hanna's words. Her anguish was palpable, a storm of sorrow and fury that threatened to engulf them both. He reached out, taking her trembling hands in his, trying to convey his care through his grip.

Ever since Klaus remembered his past life, Hanna has become something of an important person in his life he cares about. And Klaus is overprotective of those he cares about. Those bastards hurt her sister and naturally, he would never forgive them even if they've turned their ways and become monks.

"I can't even imagine what you're feeling right now," Klaus said softly, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him. "But we will make them pay for what they did to Kehlani."

Hanna looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, a flicker of hope mingling with her despair. "You mean it? You'll help me?"

"Of course," he replied without hesitation. "You're not alone in this. We'll find them, and we'll make sure they suffer."

Hanna's dam broke. Klaus pulled her into a hug, allowing her to soak his chest with her tears. Just like Miriam, she couldn't move past that incident. It felt like a haunting nightmare to her, and finally being able to open up made the wave of her suppressed emotions explode.

She knew for a fact that Klaus would help her, but hearing him say it made her feel more at peace, causing her to shed all the tears she had been holding back.

Klaus, of course, was thinking of all the ways he would torture the bastards who dared to make his sister cry. From what she said, it seemed that Kehlani meant a lot to her, so Klaus wanted to ensure she got the revenge he knew she had been planning for a long time.

After a while, Hanna calmed down, making Klaus sigh. She had been wetting his chest for quite a while.

"So, Kehlani, can you tell me more about her?" he asked. Hanna smiled and nodded.

She began sharing everything she could about Kehlani—quite a lot, actually. As Klaus listened, his hunger to kill the bastards who hurt her sister rose with each passing moment.

An hour later, they left the training room and headed back to the hall, where Hanna immediately ran into their mom's arms. "I'm sorry for making you worry, Mom," she said.

"Oh, silly, you never made me worry. I know you are one strong lady," Klaus's mom replied.

"Really, Mom? You were practically crying just a few hours ago!" Klaus couldn't believe his mom's shamelessness.

"Watch your mouth, brat, before I choke you with a hug," his mom said with a smile.

"That's actually a good idea. I want to be choked to death!" Klaus said, smiling. Miriam, who knew what he was thinking, smacked the back of his head, making everyone smile.

"So, who wants to go on a few days' vacation in Felin City?" Klaus asked.