Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

Sirenith's anger boiled over as she drew her fiery whip from her side, the flames crackling with intensity.

She lashed out, aiming to wrap the man in her grasp. "No matter what you do, you can't escape my whip!" she shouted, charging toward him.

The man, however, stood still, his expression unchanged. He merely sighed, unimpressed by her display of power. As she closed in, he realized her intent—to use her charm skill against him.

"You're done for," Sirenith smirked, grabbing his cheeks with a flirtatious gleam in her eyes.

Suddenly, with a swift motion, the man slapped her.

"Y-you slapped me?! Don't you know who I am?!" she exclaimed, shocked and furious.

He sighed again, this time more heavily, and grasped her neck firmly. Without warning, they flew downward, slamming her into the ground with a force that shook the very earth beneath them.

"Sirenith, do you even understand the cause of your tantrums?" he said coldly, unleashing an oppressive aura around him.

Sirenith's eyes widened in fear as she struggled to breathe under the weight of his power. "I'm going to get out of here! I don't care what happens!" she shouted defiantly, though her voice trembled.

He slammed her into the ground again, creating a deep crack in the earth. Sirenith coughed up blood, confusion and anger flashing across her face.

"H-how? Why can't I get off your grip?" she gasped, disbelief evident in her tone.

"A hole near us is almost open in my world," he replied, his voice steady and unwavering. "I will never let my mother witness those Monsters. I will do everything to protect her, physically, emotionally, mentally and live without problem."

His grip tightened further, his thoughts consumed by the image of his mother terrified at the sight of monsters flooding into her world.

"I will never let my mother get hurt," he stated again, his determination palpable. Sirenith struggled against him, pounding on his chest in a desperate attempt to break free, but the weight of his aura was too much.

Suddenly, Cerberus nudged its head against him, reminding him of his companion's presence. The warmth of its affection caused him to calm down, and he released Sirenith, stepping back to create space.

He stood up, brushing off the dust from his shirt, his demeanor shifting as he surveyed the chaotic scene around them. "You almost destroyed your domain," he said, his tone now laced with concern.

Sirenith, still gasping for breath, pushed herself up from the ground, fury and frustration etched on her face. "I won't let you interfere with my power! This is my domain!" she yelled, her fiery spirit igniting once more.

"Your domain is falling apart, and you're just feeding into your own chaos," he replied, crossing his arms, a mix of annoyance and pity in his gaze. "You have the strength to control it. Use it, don't let it consume you."

Sirenith's eyes narrowed. "You think you can just lecture me? You know nothing about my struggles!"

The man stepped closer, bending his head slightly to meet Sirenith's furious gaze. "You still don't recognize me, do you?" he asked, his voice calm but firm.

"Ha! Who do you think you are to expect recognition?! I've never met an ugly human like you!" Sirenith shouted, her anger boiling over. Blood dripped from her lips, evidence of their fierce confrontation.

Nearby, Cerberus sat, putting his paws on his middle head and shaking them in disbelief, while Silla, the hydra in snake form crawled onto his shoulder, looking equally perplexed.

He straightened up, his gaze unwavering as he observed the fuming goddess before him. Suddenly, a flash of memories surged through her mind, and her eyes widened in shock.

"T-this posture!" she exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at him. In that moment, she recalled a man with a larger frame, long white hair, and piercing blue eyes—eyes that mirrored his.

"No... this can't be! Lord Seojun?!" she shouted, the realization hitting her like a wave. Her heart raced, and she instinctively covered her mouth, horrified.

"Oh no! What have I done? Lord Seojun, forgive me! I didn't recognize you sooner!" she cried out, guilt washing over her like a flood.

In a flash, she knelt before him, her once fiery demeanor replaced by deep remorse. The pyrognomes around them exchanged bewildered glances, whispering among themselves.

"Is that really Lord Seojun?" one of them murmured in disbelief.

Sirenith's heart raced as she looked up at the man she had just fought against, her mind racing with the weight of her actions. "I had no idea, my lord! I was blinded by my anger... please forgive me!"

Seojun surveyed the chaotic remnants of Pyrestorm Isle, the aftermath of Sirenith's earlier fury. "Your domain is a mess,"

Sirenith immediately stood tall, determination flashing in her fiery eyes. "I will fix it!" she declared, snapping her fingers with conviction.

In an instant, the devastation around them began to reverse. The scorched earth regained its lush greenery, the rivers of molten lava cooled into sparkling streams, and the floating castle restored its former glory, shimmering against the sky.

She smiled widely, her heart lightening as she snapped her fingers again. With a burst of magic, her bruises faded, blood disappeared, and her torn clothes transformed into a stunning, flowing gown that matched her fiery essence.

She turned to Seojun and instantly clung to him, her bright smile lighting up the room. "I didn't recognize you, my lord! You look so different now, Your hair is not white and your body seems to shrink"

"This is how I look before I came here in the abyss"

"Still! You still look handsome and smells really good!"

"Isn't you just call me ugly human earlier?" Seojun mutterrd

Sirenith acted like she didn't hear it and turned to her servants with a commanding voice. "Prepare a grand feast!"

Then She then turned to Seojun, a bright smile lighting up her face. "I don't know about that anyway Shall we, my lord?"

Seojun nodded, Sirenith snapped her fingers, and they were teleported to her lavish chamber leaving Huno and Silla outside. She gently guided him to sit on her plush bed before dashing over to a wall lined with exquisite wines.

In no time, she returned with two elegant glasses, her energy infectious. Sirenith sat beside Seojun and began pouring the rich, crimson wine into his glass, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"What happened, my lord? Did you finally defeat Grimzark? It's been 350 years—I've really missed you!"

As she finished pouring her own glass, she moved a little closer, eager to hear his tales. Seojun took the glass, swirling the wine thoughtfully before bringing it to his lips. He noticed Sirenith gazing at him intently.

After sipping, he sighed, placing his glass down. "You've been throwing tantrums, Sirenith and it's making holes in the Abyss, leading to my world," he said seriously.

Sirenith's face fell, guilt washing over her. She looked down, the weight of his words sinking in. The room fell silent as she processed his statement. Then, suddenly, she stood up, her emotions overflowing.

"I feel so lonely!" she cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks. In a burst of emotion, she jumped onto him, knocking him back onto the bed.

"I'm so sorry! I will never do that again!" she wailed, burying her face in his shoulder, her sobs echoing in the room.