My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten - Chapter 295

Chapter 295: Inevitable Encounter Part 5
“No one gets that strong just because they had no choice,” she added.

But Lucy knew the whole truth.

He never sought power to oppress others—he never wanted to be feared.

Back then, he was just a student carrying burdens far heavier than he should have for his age.

Regardless, he still tirelessly worked to pay her hospital bills, pushing himself without expecting anything in return—as long as she was alive, that was enough

He even forsaken his childhood, his youth, just to repay the woman who gave him everything when his real parents had abandoned him to die.

And even to this day, all he ever wanted was the best for her.

To give her a better life. To make sure she never suffered again and could live peacefully while he took care of her.

And now, all of that was slipping away.

He was beginning to question if, all along, his mindset was wrong.

Maybe power wasn’t meant to protect.

Maybe it was meant to control. To dominate. To ensure that no one could ever take from him again.

To make everyone submit to him—so that just hearing his name would be enough to stop anyone from daring to mess with him or his loved ones.

“He needs me.” Lucy cried out, her voice filled with desperation. Even through the mask, her emotion was showing.

But Hisame refused to budge.

“I understand where you’re coming from, but why not trust him?” she reasoned, her grip on her shoulder tightening.

“I trust him.” Lucy fingers clenched into fists.

“But how can I just stand here and do nothing when he’s like this? He’s hurting. If I don’t reach him now, he might—”

“Then believe in him,” she cut in, “He’s not some lost child who needs saving—he’s strong enough to make his own decision.”

“I…” Lucy faltered, speechless. Deep down, she knew Asher was no longer the same person she loved.

He was his own man now—someone she could no longer control.

CRACK!

Another bolt of lightning thundered across the sky, splitting it apart with a force that shook the ground .

On the crater, Asher yanked Kitsune closer before driving his fist into her face.

BOOM!

It wasn’t a killing blow—just enough to make her suffer.

Enough to make her feel even a fraction of the pain raging inside him.

Though, it wasn’t enough to satisfy him.

“You think I can just let this go?” he growled, slamming his fist into her again. “You think you can take everything from me and just walk away?”

BOOM!

“She was my mother!” His voice cracked, his body shaking, but his fists didn’t stop. “The most important person to me!”

BOOM!

“You killed her.You took her from me… and for what? Power? ”

BOOM!

“Was it worth it?” He grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look at him. “Was all that strength worth her life?!”

BOOM!

Another punch landed perfectly in her gut.

“This strength…” he hissed, his grip tightening. “This so-called divine power you killed for…”

BOOM!

“It couldn’t even last a second against me!” He drove his fist into her stomach.

BOOM!

“Tell me! Was it all worth it?!”

His knuckles dripped with blood—hers, his, he didn’t even know anymore.

“Buahhh—” She gagged, vomiting as her body convulsed.

Tears mixed with the blood on her face, trailed down her ruined features. The once timeless beauty she prided herself on—gone.

Now, all that remained was a woman stripped of everything, drowning in the weight of her own sins.

“I’m sorry… I regret everything,”

“You regret it?” His voice was empty, devoid of warmth. “Is that supposed to make me feel better? Will your apology bring my mother back?”

His sneer twisted into something cruel as his fingers wrapped around one of her tails.

A moment of silence—just long enough for dread to settle in—then he yanked.

RIIIIIP!

A bloodcurdling scream tore from Kitsune’s throat, raw and agonized. “A-AAAAAHHHHHH!”

Her entire body spasmed, her hands clawing at the ground, at him, at anything to stop the unbearable pain.

Blood gushed from the torn base of her tail, pooling beneath her.

She writhed, gasping between broken sobs. “P-Please… stop…!”

But there was no mercy in his gaze, no hesitation as he pulled another tail.

RIIIIIIP!

“A-AAAAAHHHHHH!” Another scream, this one even more ragged, more broken.

“S-Stop—please, ”

“You don’t get to beg,” he spat, his grip tightening around a third tail. “You don’t get to ask for mercy after what you’ve done.”

RIIIIIP!

A scream unlike any before tore from her throat, as the pain overwhelmed her senses.

By the time the last tail was gone, Kitsune was barely conscious, her body wracked with violent tremors.

She lay there, exposed, stripped of everything—her power, her dignity, her pride.

Asher kicked her hard, sending her rolling onto her back.

Blood smeared across her pale skin, her breast, once a tantalizing mystery hidden beneath layers of silk, were now a reminder of the violence that had been inflicted upon her.

Asher loomed over her, his shadow swallowing her broken body.

“What are you doing?” His voice cut through the air like a blade. “Do you think I’m already done?”

She barely managed to lift her head, her swollen eyes struggling to focus on him.

He crouched beside her, grabbing her by the throat and lifting her just enough so she could see the look in his eyes.

“You have to suffer forever and pay for your crimes.”

Then, without warning, chains erupted from his body, sinking into her skin and reaching deep into her soul.

“N-No—” Her voice broke as the chains burrowed into her skin, burning her from the inside out. “STOP! STOP IT!”

“Do you feel it?” he murmured, his voice like ice. “No matter what happens—this suffering will never end. You’ll spend eternity in a place worse than hell.”

“Please…” she choked out. “Please… just kill me.”

“No,” he shook his head. “Letting you die would be a mercy… a trash like you doesn’t deserve it.”

“W-What… what are you going to do to me?” she whimpered, her voice trembling with fear as she desperately fought against the pull.

“P-Please… please, I-I’ll do anything… just stop this!”