The next day, Klaus woke up refreshed. The previous night had been great. He finally started making progress on modeling the monastery. He still had two days to work on his side project before training and testing resud.
For now, his only tasks were to model the monastery, share ancient mythologies with Queenie, and watch the sunset with her. Basically, his entire day was going to be spent with the Leader of the Overlords.
Klaus had his priorities set, knowing he had to make the most of it. He knew for a fact that Queenie wouldn't be becoming his woman anyti soon, but he was enjoying the ti he was spending with her, so he didn't really care much.
About an hour after he woke up, Queenie arrived for the monastery modeling session, but Klaus knew she had sothing else in mind. Of course, he had spent the last hour arranging everything with the senior.
Klaus had expected to be told certain things verbally, but to his surprise, the information was transmitted to him by the senior. When Klaus asked why, the senior simply said they were fairy tales, so there was no need to waste ti narrating them.
Klaus knew the real reason—it was about the Karma involved—but he wasn't too concerned. He had seen how Fruity tanked the Tribulation, and he knew he had to do better. Even though the bead wasn't yet active, he had the Lotus Flower, the Fla Dragon, and even the Tribulation Prison.
And if that wasn't enough, he also had 120 needles under his control. Those lightning monsters were just another battlefield waiting for him to clear.
"Are you ready for another day?" Klaus asked, turning on the modeling table. Queenie, for so reason, watched his actions quietly, making Klaus turn to look at her.
"You're not here to cancel on , are you?" Klaus asked again.
"No. And yes, I'm ready to get started," Queenie replied before walking back to the table.
'There's sothing different about her today,' Klaus thought, noticing her sudden shift in deanor. Queenie seed more reserved, in a down-to-earth kind of way.
Klaus didn't know what had happened, but he was sure sothing was on her mind. However, he wouldn't pry until she felt it was okay to share with him.
"By the way, thanks for moving to my bed yesterday," Klaus said with a smile.
"It wasn't ," Queenie replied.
"Then extend my gratitude to whoever did. Tell them I said they're the best," Klaus smiled before pulling up the project he was working on.
"What are we working on today?" Queenie asked.
"I'll be building a temple. You can just stay beautiful and watch work," Klaus said with a grin, knowing the next phase wouldn't really need her expertise—she'd only be needed for the flowers.
Queenie smiled slightly but didn't say anything. Klaus resud his work, starting to build the Soul Temple where he had obtained the Nine Divine Soul Beads Art. He also planned to put so skills and techniques there—for sale, of course, but he had more plans in mind.
"So, want to hear about the Immortal who ca down from the Immortal Realm to hunt down a thief who stole her heart?" Klaus asked with a playful smile.
Queenie's eyes perk hearing what he had just said. She nodded slightly ready to hear about this mysterious Immortal and the Thief who was bold enough to steal from her.
Klaus smiled and then began the epic tail.
"Long ago, in the highest realm of immortals, there was an Immortal woman nad Elara. She was known for her beauty and unmatched strength on the battlefield. However, her heart was cold—untouched by love for centuries. No one could get close to her, not mortals, not gods.
She ruled over the Immortal Realm with elegance, her dominion spreading far and wide. But there was one thing she kept hidden: a heart made of pure crystal, locked away in a temple, guarded by the fiercest of celestial beasts."
Klaus paused, glancing at Queenie to see if she was following, and she was. Her eyes were fixed on him, curious.
"Enters the thief," Klaus continued. "A man nad Darion. He was a mortal, quick with his hands, quicker with his wit, and notorious for stealing treasures no one else dared to even look at. His reputation spread across realms, and soon enough, he heard about Elara's heart—a prize unlike any other. The heart of an Immortal."
He smiled, watching Queenie closely.
"Of course, Darion didn't know the full story. He thought it was just another priceless artifact, hidden away in a sacred temple. So, one moonless night, he slipped into the Immortal Realm. Avoiding the celestial guards, he broke into the temple, and there it was—Elara's heart, gleaming under the soft glow of the moonlight, encased in crystal."
Queenie leaned in slightly, her interest piqued.
"But as Darion touched the heart, sothing happened. The mont his fingers brushed against it, he felt an overwhelming warmth surge through him. It wasn't just a treasure—it was alive, pulsing with emotion, with life.
However, in that instant, Elara knew. She felt it, miles away in her palace. She felt a strange sensation she hadn't felt in eons—her heart, missing, her coldness lting."
"Did he steal it?" Queenie asked softly, already invested.
Klaus grinned.
"Oh, he did. He wrapped it in silk and fled the temple. But the mont he did, Elara descended from the skies, her fury, unlike anything the realms had ever seen. She appeared before him, her silver hair flowing like a storm, eyes burning with rage.
[Return what you've taken!] she commanded, her voice shaking the heavens."
Queenie's breath hitched slightly, absorbed in the story.
"But Darion, ever the charr, didn't flinch. He looked at her, and for the first ti, Elara saw sothing different in his eyes—sothing more than greed. He wasn't afraid of her. And that confused her.
[Why should I?] he asked with a smirk. [You never used it anyway.]"
Queenie raised an eyebrow. "Bold."
"Very," Klaus agreed.
"So what happened next" She asked
"Elara was furious. But instead of striking him down, she hesitated. For the first ti in centuries, soone had spoken to her, not as a goddess, but as a woman. And Darion... well, he couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty, her strength. He didn't know what he was getting into."
"And so began their chase. Darion ran, but Elara was never far behind. Across mountains, oceans, and dinsions, she pursued him, demanding her heart back. But as the days passed, sothing changed between them.
"Their chase beca sothing more. Elara, once cold and distant, began to smile—at first, a small smile, then sothing warr. And Darion, who once sought only riches, found himself more interested in Elara herself.
She was no longer just the Immortal whose heart he had stolen. She was Elara, the woman he had sohow fallen for."
"Did she ever get her heart back?" Queenie asked, her voice soft.
Klaus smiled, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"That's the thing. She didn't need it back. Because Darion, without knowing it, had given her sothing else. He'd awakened feelings she'd long forgotten, a warmth she thought she'd never feel again. And as for Darion, well, he realized that the greatest treasure he'd ever stolen wasn't her heart—it was her love."
Queenie blinked, clearly the story was having so impact on her. "So, what happened next?"
Klaus grinned.
"They kept running. But this ti, together. Darion still had her heart, but she didn't mind anymore. They beca partners in cri, slipping through the realms, outwitting gods and mortals alike.
And as the legend goes, they were never caught—not because no one could catch them, but because they had finally found sothing worth running for."
Queenie smiled, the hint of warmth in her expression unmistakable. "Not bad," she said softly. "Not bad at all."
"Glad you enjoyed it," Klaus replied, returning to his work, but not before giving her a wink. "Maybe one day I'll tell you how it ends."
"Wait, that Is not the ending" Queenie asked clearly hungry for more.
"Oh my dear, there is more to just a mortal and an immortal running around stealing from demons and gods alike," Klaus said with a grin.
"I want to hear it, "Queenie said and for the first ti, Klaus saw so emotions in her eyes.
"No can do my Overlord" But he wasn't falling for that.
"You..." Queenie pointed but Klaus just laughed as he focused on bringing out the finest details of the Soul Temple. Clearly, he had accomplished yet another task.
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