My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?

In fact, Emma didn’t look much older than Olivia.

She had her momma delinquent charm, much more developed curves, and overall mature appearance. However, her skin was still smooth, her eyes gleamed in longevity, and she knew how to blend with a younger generation.

Anyone would think that two sisters stood atop the bed at first glance. Only after more probing people would realize that mother and daughter faced each other.

Olivia felt much better after her mother’s story, even though it was still not over. And as Emma taunted her delinquent side, Olivia wanted to try fighting her mother head-on, for she had never had such an occasion.

‘I have an excuse to punch her face with my whole strength…’ Olivia narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing her mother’s countenance, ‘What prettier face? I’m sexier than you already!’

Emma didn’t have the skills to see through her daughter’s mind, yet she could read her thoughts like a book, just from her expression.

And as Emma’s smile was provoking, Olivia didn’t stay idle. She threw a punch, aiming for that perfect hit!

Alas, her mother was too good, even if she didn’t use guardian mana. She caught her fist while limiting her senses to that of an average human.

And thus, these two girls started fighting on the bed, making some mess below each other.

At the same time, Emma continued her story, “I won’t describe my adventure in the game world, so fast forward to the end.

We were losing against hungry demons and their forces. Our alliances couldn’t keep up with their tactics and schemes. We were basically only winning on three fronts.

Yasir’s frontline.

Yumi’s frontline.

Harvey’s frontline.

Those were the top three players back then. We knew that we fought against real people and had the fate of two worlds on our backs.

But even the winning fronts didn’t have flawless victories.

In long years of our struggles against the antagonists, we lost people we loved,” Emma said, her eyes growing sadder.

The girls stopped fighting, gazing into each other’s eyes.

Emma could talk about everyone from her side, but as she knew Olivia’s problem, she focused on one man, “Harvey lost nearly everyone from his family.

He only had two girls left; one was known as Ivonne, a resident, and the other was Lavinia, a player,” Emma recalled familiar faces, the girls she also had deemed rivals.

[I can’t… keep going…]

[You won’t give up, will you?]

[I will… Yasir… I will meet the Goddess…]

[HARVEY!]

[I want to live a normal life… That’s what I always wanted… I always wanted an everyday life with my beloveds… For years, we didn’t taste any of it… It’s been just a constant struggle against the antagonists…

I want… a family… You know, I never had parents… That’s why… I will take this chance to leave this war…

Haha… Ivonne is pregnant, you know? She’s expecting a boy… We will live around one hundred years in another alternate world similar to ours. And when my son calls me a cool father, I will have half of my life fulfilled.

And when my grandchildren call me a cool grandpa, I will be able to die with a smile.]

[YOU MORON! WE CAN WIN!]

[Sorry… I can’t lift up the sword in this world anymore.]

“We all listened to their talk,” Emma said, recalling the expressions of various players. “Most of them called him a traitor. But a few people, including me, just wanted to stop fighting.

My mother died of cancer. My father followed her shortly after…

I couldn’t find happiness after that, too. No one managed to make me smile or my heart throb, so it was a lone struggle. I wanted a new life in another world, too. I wanted to be a human again. I followed Harvey… to the Goddess’ Statue.” Emma explained.

It was an event that heralded the imminent fall of the players.

The top three player, Harvey Mao, left humanity’s ranks. Top seven player, Emma Mai, followed him. Top fifteen player, Lavinia Rose, stood by her beloved’s side. And a few more from the top 100 made the same choice.

[For your contribution to the damned humanity’s sake, you have been rewarded with the Last Wish System, Harvey Mao. Your wish can not go against the ten universal rules.]

“He couldn’t answer the Goddess,” Emma said, her eyes glazed in hatred, “The Antagonists barged into the divine hall, their goal to snatch our classes and items bound to our souls.

In that battle, the strongest antagonist, Blackburn Blade, pierced through Ivonne’s heart, killing her.

She died in Harvey’s arms. And he couldn’t use the Last Wish System to bring her back, for that goes against the ten universal rules.” Emma explained with a weak voice as if she was about to lose it.

And then, she whispered the end of her story, “I could only watch him. No, I could only watch them. Lavinia stood by his side, crying in abundance. She loved Harvey from the bottom of her heart. She always wanted him to be happy.

She was a player, yet she didn’t even question his harem. She became closer with everyone for his sake, genuinely wanting to form a good bond with them. She was selfish, only caring about her love and herself.

And as her beloved’s love stretched toward his harem, she developed family feelings for them.

At that time, she was the only one who could embrace him. Only she understood his pain the most… Only she was his support.

We were outsiders. We could only stare at them, waiting for Harvey’s words… You might find it funny, but at that time, I realized I loved him all this time. I wanted him to forcefully draw me into his harem.

I wanted to share pain and love with him. But because I didn’t want to share him with anyone, I lost that chance. Even after being alone for years, I kept those feelings hidden in my heart, not even realizing them… until it was over.

And when I understood them, Harvey uttered his wish.”

[I don’t want him to suffer the same fate.]

A melodious voice followed after.

[You have been appointed as the Guardian for the world, Earth.]

[You will develop your Guardian Mana in the Purgatory first. Your fear will become your weapon, your demon.]

And then, the system message flashed in everyone’s eyes.

[You have been transported to Purgatory.]

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And after everyone disappeared from the divine hall, the Goddess’ voice faintly echoed, reaching no one, “Blackburn Blade. You are truly worthy of your antagonist title.

No one other than you and your blind followers would dare to step into my divine hall…

An asinine choice, however.

At this rate, your victory over damned humanity is certain. But for you to be so presumptuous in my place, you must be punished.”

The Goddess’ powers were unquestionable. She saw the past, the present, and the future. She governed the system, which stretched toward every world in a vast universe.

And while Harvey and other players started their change in the purgatory, The Goddess visited this place, her eyes hovering on a man who had just lost his beloved.

He screamed in agony, his fear developing in abundance.

He also had a woman on his side, lost in misery.

“Should you two name your son Alexander, he will inherit you two’s swordsmanship talent. A soul of a woman known as Ivonne will become… his demon,” The Goddess’ voice swept through the couple.

It was questionable whether the couple heard her voice, for they were lost in agony and misery, recalling their pain, turning it into their weapon.

The future would tell.

But as The Goddess saw it, her mesmerizing laughter momentarily soothed the pain of everyone gathered in the Purgatory, “May he kill Blackburn Blade. May he create a new timeline, foreign to even me.”

It was not the first time she had said those words.

The Goddess questioned her identity and origins a few times, for she came from even before ‘the past’. She had no access to the past, so there should be a timeline where she couldn’t have access to the future.

Many seeds could bring her such an event.

Would Alexander Mao be one of those people?

The Goddess didn’t dwell on this topic, for Alexander Mao was not the first or last seed favored by the heavens.