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Chapter 162: Chapter 159 - Death of Arcturus (1)

Asterion returned to the stadium with a calm expression, but inside, he was deeply shaken. 

He wasn't surprised that Grindelwald had asked him to succeed him, but it was the plan that Grindelwald had revealed that left Asterion completely stunned by the audacity of the Dark Lord's scheme. 

He had thought the God Creation Plan of the Black House was bold, but what Grindelwald was about to do was blasphemy of the highest order. No! Not even blasphemers could be as mad as Gellert Grindelwald. 

Still a bit dazed, Asterion noticed Narcissa approaching him with her usual calm expression, but he knew his cousin too well to recognize that she was more than nervous at that moment. A bad feeling sprouted in his chest. And when Special Grade Wizards had a sense of foreboding that something bad was about to happen, it usually became reality. 

His thoughts were confirmed as Narcissa drew closer and whispered, "Arcturus is calling for you." 

Asterion took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He understood—Arcturus was going to ask him to kill him! 

In this moment of celebration, with joyful and excited voices all around, Asterion felt as though his world was gradually turning gray. 

Closing his eyes, he felt the sounds growing more distant, and when he had completely calmed himself, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing two red orbs. 

"I will say goodbye to Daphne. Bring the whole family," Asterion calmly ordered, ignoring Narcissa's concerned expression. 

Narcissa hesitated to obey, seeing Asterion's completely expressionless face, but she nodded after meeting his majestic gaze. 

As Narcissa's figure receded, Asterion walked toward the stands, where he found his fiancée talking with her friends. 

Daphne, who was chatting with Tracey, noticed her fiancé approaching. She smiled brightly, but her smile quickly faded when she saw his eyes—so cold they could freeze hell. 

Daphne wasn't afraid of him and stepped closer, asking, "Did something happen, Asty?" 

"Arcturus," Asterion replied briefly, causing Daphne's eyes to narrow sharply. She quickly connected the dots and looked at him with a sad expression before embracing him. 

"I'll be here when you need me," she murmured in his ear, her voice filled with melancholy. She knew how important Arcturus was to Asterion—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Arcturus was practically a father to him. 

Asterion nodded and kissed her forehead tenderly before saying his goodbye. 

"We'll talk more later."

Daphne nodded and watched his back with concern. For some reason, she felt that her fiancé was carrying the weight of the world. This frustrated her to no end—she wasn't a delicate porcelain doll, yet she couldn't do anything to help Asterion. This wounded her pride and made her feel powerless for the first time. 

"We will walk side by side, Asterion. I swear in Merlin's name," she whispered, clenching her fists, her blue eyes filled with determination.

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Ophelia had always imagined that when she walked into Black Manor, it would be a happy occasion because she would finally be meeting her mother. But she was wrong. 

Her great-uncle, whom she had never met, was dying, making the entire situation deeply depressing. 

She ignored the luxurious mansion she had only ever imagined seeing in books and looked at the old man in the bed with tears in her eyes. He looked skeletal, with no fat on his body, his bones pressed against his skin, making him appear extremely fragile. 

His hair was completely white and lifeless, dry, and brittle. 

For some reason, Ophelia felt dark ripples emanating from his body, as if something within him was on the verge of breaking free at any moment. 

"Asterion," Arcturus's dry lips moved as he called out his great-grandson's name. 

"Yes, great-grandfather," Asterion said calmly, holding Arcturus's skeletal hand. 

"You have been my pride. From the moment I took you from the orphanage, you became the most important thing to me—my legacy and my honor to my ancestors," his voice, though weak, was firm and gentle. He sounded relieved. "I would have liked to see you marry and have your own children, but I've already been selfish enough to leave my wife alone for so long." 

Arcturus turned his head with difficulty and looked around the room full of people, focusing especially on his irresponsible grandson, who was trying not to cry. 

"Look at you, still a child at the end of my life—what a disappointment, my unworthy, drunken grandson," he said, glaring at Sirius. 

"You old bastard, can't you be kind even at the last moment we'll see each other?" Sirius responded with a bitter laugh under his grandfather's accusing gaze. But he smiled, seeing that his grandfather seemed to have accepted death with peace. 

"And who are you, little one?" Arcturus asked, looking at the young girl with black hair and red eyes, much like Asterion's. However, the girl had no trace of cursed energy in her body, indicating that she hadn't inherited the innate technique of the Black House. 

"Pleasure to meet you, Great-Grandfather. I'm Ophelia Black, Bellatrix's daughter," she said. Arcturus smiled at the girl's politeness. He didn't ask about her origins—it no longer mattered. He was simply happy that the Black House had gained another member.

"Be a good girl and study hard," Arcturus said gently, shifting his gaze to Cygnus's three daughters. "Your father and mother would be proud to see the dazzling women you've all become. Except for you, Bellatrix." 

His sentence ended with a chuckle as he mentioned Bellatrix. 

"They'd probably lock me in a room and forget the key," Bellatrix muttered loud enough for everyone to laugh despite the sadness hanging in the air. 

"Narcissa, when I'm gone, Asterion will need someone to help him manage all the Black family estates," Arcturus said, looking at Narcissa, who was dressed in her elegant black gown. 

"Yes, Great-Uncle," Narcissa lowered her head, trying to hide her red eyes from all the crying. 

Then Arcturus's gaze fell on the gentlest of Cygnus's three daughters, Andromeda. "As the patriarch of the House of Black, I decree that all descendants of Andromeda Tonks may reclaim the Black name." His words left both Nymphadora and Andromeda wide-eyed with shock. 

Arcturus then turned his gaze to his other great-grandchildren, Draco and Dorea Malfoy. 

"Stay strong and honor your house's name, hold your heads high, and be proud of where you come from," he said in a gentle tone, finally addressing them all with warmth. 

Draco and Dorea nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey the old patriarch's words. 

"Come, Asterion," Arcturus said firmly but kindly, looking at his great-grandson. 

Asterion gritted his teeth, gently lifting Arcturus's frail body as he exited the room under everyone's sorrowful gazes. 

"Where are they going?" Ophelia asked, confused by what was happening, but her eyes remained fixed on Bellatrix. However, the girl was disappointed to see that her mother didn't even glance at her. 

"It's something every heir and patriarch does at the end of the life of each Black family patriarch," Sirius explained to his niece, gently stroking her hair. 

"And what would that be, Uncle Scoundrel?" Ophelia asked her scruffy-looking uncle. 

Laughter echoed through the room at the way Ophelia addressed Sirius. 

"Nothing a child needs to know," Sirius replied in a helpless tone. Clearly, he thought of himself as a handsome and mature uncle—how could he possibly be a scoundrel!?

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Next Chapter Second Volume: , Chapter 160 - Death of Arcturus (2), Chapter 161 - First Phase of God's Creation Plan (1), Chapter 162 - First Phase of God's Creation Plan (2), Chapter 163 - First Phase of God's Creation Plan (3), Chapter 164 - First Phase of God's Creation Plan (4), Chapter 165 - Vellory of Arcuturus Black (1), Chapter 166 - Vellory of Arcuturus Black (2), Chapter 167 - Vellory of Arcuturus Black (3), Chapter 168 - Vellory of Arcuturus Black (4), Chapter 169 - Torture and Secrets (1), Chapter 170 - Torture and Secrets (2), Chapter 171 - Conspiracies and Secrets (1), 172 - Conspiracies and Secrets (2).

 

 


Chapter 163: Chapter 160 - Death of Arcturus (2)

Only Asterion's footsteps echoed in the room, holding Arcturus in his arms as you descended the spiral staircase.

"Grindelwald has asked me to succeed him." Asterion whispered to the frail old man in his arms.

Arcturus frowned at his great-grandson's words, but relaxed again. "Remember Asterion, just go on without looking back, regret is a cruel poison that runs through your mind and destroys your determination."

Arcturus knew he couldn't help Asterion for much longer, especially when his death was getting closer with every step his great-grandson took.

But he wanted to help Asterion clear up some doubts in his mind. After all, his great-grandson was just a boy who, with the blessing of his ancestors, would outlive himself.

"I know, but what he's being offered is too tempting." Asterion sighed, commenting on the Dark Lord's proposal. Even he felt his heart race at what he would gain by succeeding Grindelwald.

The smallest gain was the colossal power of the Dark Lord's organization - the Acolytes.

The greatest gain was to personally possess all the knowledge that Grindelwald had amassed. This was not just knowledge, but hundreds, perhaps thousands, of years of research into witch gods and other beings beyond human comprehension.

This was the most attractive thing to Asterion, this knowledge was so tempting to him to create a god that he almost accepted Grindelwald's proposal on the spot. Fortunately, he said he would think about it, and then the two of them would meet in a certain place.

"You already know your answer, you just need a nudge to accept it." Arcturus laughed when he heard Asterion's helpless tone.

Asterion rolled his eyes and didn't deny his words, he already knew his decision.

"You have to be careful Asterion, taking on something like this makes you a Dark Lord in the eyes of the world, your image that you've created so much will crumble like a sand castle. Your enemies will use this to undermine your foundations and destroy everything you've built so far." Arcturus closed his eyes and said in a gentle tone that he would not influence his great-grandson's choices. Everyone must bear the consequences of their actions. That's what he taught Asterion the first day he came to Black Manor.

Asterion answered in silence after a while. "I know, I'll try to control the acolytes from the shadows, I am going to be a Dark Lord in the shadows and a Light Lord in the daytime."

"If that doesn't work, I'll steal all the knowledge Grindelwald has accumulated and be a good boy in the eyes of the world." Asterion finished with a laugh.

A laugh Arcturus shared. "Fooling Grindelwald will never be so easy, you impertinent brat."

Asterion nodded and fell silent.

Arcturus asked with a smile. "How is your relationship with Daphne?"

"It's going well, but she wants me to marry Rose." Asterion commented, remembering what Rose was like, the woman was not at all feminine, but she was pleasant to live with, with her bold aura.

"Henry's great granddaughter." Arcturus laughed as he remembered the white-haired girl, or at least what he had heard about her from his great-grandson Asterion. "Henry was a good man, unlike me, maybe that's why his political career was a complete mess. Especially after he took his Pro-Trouxa stance. His son and grandson inherited it from him, it seems his spirit still lives on in his great-granddaughter."

"Accept the marriage, having a witch of special rank at your side when the chaos of this world begins will be precious." Arcturus finished, hearing Asterion finally stop in front of the old metal door.

"I just think my life will be a complete mess with two completely different women." Asterion sighed at his words.

"At least it will be a fun life." Arcturus commented with a weak laugh.

Asterion didn't answer and said quietly. "We have arrived."

"Yes, we've finally reached that point." Arcturus replied in a calm tone. At his age, after living between life and death for so long, death never seemed frightening to him.

He would gladly let death come for him, he was a bad husband, his wife had been waiting for him for a long time.

Asterion bit his lips and opened the iron door, which moved with a loud creak, revealing a stone chamber of dark stone, lit by torches.

In the center of the stone chamber was a red pentagram, and in the center of the pentagram, a coffin lay cold on the cold floor.

Walking over to the pentagram, Asterion crouched down and gently placed Arcturus' frail, skeletal body inside the coffin.

Asterion smoothed out the wrinkles in his great-grandfather's clothes and made them perfect. Arcturus wore an elegant black suit from the last century, shoes and his favorite pocket watch.

As he looked up at the ceiling where his ancestor Corvinus Black had looked when he was about to die, Arcturus whispered with a peaceful smile. "I am in the same place where all my ancestors came before me."

For some reason, something so simple brought a sense of peace to the dying Arcturus.

"Asterion."

"Don't hesitate any longer."

"Do it."

Arcturus said, looking at his great-grandson beside his coffin.

Asterion gritted his teeth and made a cut on his wrist, he reached out and red blood ran down his wrist and dripped onto Arcturus' forehead.

When the drop of blood hit Arcturus' forehead, the entire pentagram lit up.

"I, Arcturus Black, third of my name, Patriarch of House Black, like my ancestors before me, pass on the sacred and honorable right to lead House Black to my great-grandson, Asterion Black, from this day forward." Every word that left Arcturus's lips seemed to add weight to Asterion's shoulders.

"I, Asterion Black, like my ancestors before me, accept the sacred duty to honor and lead House Black forward."

Hearing his great-grandson's words, Arcturus closed his eyes in satisfaction and smiled softly as the red light of the pentagram began to expand, forming a ball of red light that covered the entire coffin.

"Melania, my love, I have finally come to find you. Let us burn in the fires of hell together." Arcturus, seeing the red light, seemed to see his beautiful sword for a moment and murmured with a peaceful smile on his face. His heart beat less and less, until finally the last beat of his heart stopped and his heart no longer beat.

Asterion wanted to cry as he watched the scene, but he felt that if he cried, he would dishonor his grandfather, who had faced death so bravely.

Suddenly, thousands of cursed ghosts emerged from Arcturus' body, all released when House Black's Innate Technique was undone.

One skeleton in particular was a cursed spirit of a special degree. It emitted its terrifying aura and spread throughout the Black House.

However, whether it was him or the other cursed spirits, none of them managed to escape from the pentagram, all of them seemed trapped and unable to be truly free.

Asterion showed an unparalleled coolness when he saw this, he waved his hand and exorcised them all at once, his simply unparalleled magical energy rising into the sky like a pillar of blue light, attracting the attention of every witch and wizard in England at that moment.

Rose, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and all the wizards and witches of the Special Grade raised their heads and looked at the blue pillar rising into the sky with thoughtful expressions.

"Another of my generation has died, I seem to be getting lonelier and lonelier." Dumbledore muttered as he watched the pillar of blue light cross the clouds in the sky.

He raised his wine glass to the pillar and muttered. "Go in peace, old rival."

Arcturus Black was a difficult political rival to defeat, Dumbledore didn't know how many of his plans had been thwarted by the cunning fox's mind.

Rose, standing by the window, looked at the magical energy and knew almost immediately that it was Asterion's. She clenched her fists and stared at the pillar without saying a word.

In the library, Daphne looked up at the pillar of light in the sky with a worried and sad expression. She knew that Arcturus had died, and looking at her fiancé's hand, she couldn't imagine what Asterion was feeling right now.

"I'll be there as soon as I can, Asty, I won't leave you now." Daphne muttered as she hurried out of the library.

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