After Dying for his Life, I Became the Abyss Queen Chapter 06
The crimson blood moon spilled through the obsidian dome as I sat on my throne in the heart of the Abyss.
Below me, thousands of demon dragons and high- ranking demons bowed low, their guttural chants resonating with my name.
This surge of absolute power sent a dark thrill through my veins.
My fingers drummed against the dark–gold dragon scales on the armrest while suspended abyssal crystals refracted scenes from across the realm.
The Silvaris Clan had descended into beautiful chaos-
Roran was in the dungeons torturing Zephyra like a man unhinged, while those self–righteous elders scrambled in terror over my upcoming coronation.
The dragon flames that consumed me in my past life ad paved my bloody path to power. Time to settle the score,
“What’s on your mind, my queen?” Cassius’s low voice drifted from the shadows.
I turned to meet his gaze, those dark–red demonic flames burning with barely restrained intensity.
The Abyssal Lord who struck terror across the continent–he always kept that destructive edge leashed around me.
“Just wondering if fate would’ve brought us together again if I hadn’t been pushed over the edge.”
Cassius approached, his black–gold armor swallowing the light around him. “Fate has a way of correcting itself.”
Fifteen years ago, I’d stumbled near the Abyss border by accident.
Demons closed in from all sides until a boy with Abyssal fire in his eyes emerged from the darkness and carved a bloody escape route.
When we parted ways, we swore a blood oath to find each other again.
But that memory got buried deep, locked away by forbidden clan magic. I never imagined that steady
shadow–boy would grow into the legendary tyrant lord.
Not until three months ago. In that blood moon sacrificial circle, when I severed my mate bond and prepared to leave with my awakened ancient bloodline–everything suddenly clicked.
“Megan, did you forget our blood oath?”
Cassius had stepped out of the darkness. Those locked away childhood memories came flooding back all at once.
“You were always meant to be mine,” he said without hesitation. “The moment you entered the Abyss, the dragon flames recognized you.”
Phantom pain from the soul–split still tore through me. I took half a step back. “I just destroyed my mate bond.”
“For that blind fool who threw away a pure–blood true dragon for some inferior knockoff?” Cassius’s voice cut like ice. “Megan, all he ever gave you was a cage.”
Yes. Under the blood moon, Cassius had extended his hand. “I’ll unlock your true power. We’ll rule the dragon realm together, I won’t force you I’ve got eternity to wait.”
That kind of unwavering devotion? Roran never offered it. Not in this life or the last. I placed my hand in his.
The performance in that dragon–binding circle had gone off without a hitch.
The moment my past–life memories surfaced, I’d secretly reached out to the Abyss, drawing Cassius into my scheme for that sacrifice.
I needed to force Roran into an irreversible choice while fully conscious–make him publicly abandon me.
Only extreme betrayal could generate enough backlash to completely shatter that destined bond.
The second he let go to choose Zephyra, I’d already won.
Everyone thought demons were tearing my soul apart.
But really, through that excruciating pain, I was ripping Roran out of my soul by the roots. Agonizing. But god, it felt good.
“I choose you.” That night in the Abyss, I’d looked at Cassius and said those words.
These past three months–no condescending charity, no twisted control games.
What Cassius gave me was absolute devotion. He never asked me to dull my edges. He just sharpened my claws for revenge.
“Invitations for the coronation and mate ceremony went out to everyone.” Cassius handed me a dark–gold scroll.
scanned the names that made my blood sing: Holy Light Commander Roran, Shadow Leader Drakon, and the Council of Golden Elders.
“Perfect. Let them come witness this.”
Cassius wrapped his arms around me from behind, his dragon aura cocooning me like armor. “Wonder what Roran’s face will look like when he opens his invitation.”
“Shock. Pure terror. And…” He pressed a kiss to my hair. “Soul–crushing regret.”
“Beautiful.” I traced the sharp line of his jaw. “Let’s give them a ceremony they’ll never forget.”
The abyssal crystal zoomed in, freezing on Roran’s hair–turned ashen white from our severed bond.
He clutched the invitation in shaking hands, kneeling in the ruins like a desperate, broken thing.
My smile widened.
Never saw this coming, did you, Roran? That half- blood waste you shoved into the Abyss just became a queen you can only look up to.
“The armies are ready.” Dangerous light flickered in Cassius’s vertical pupils. “Three days from now, at the blood moon’s peak, the continent bows to us.‘
“And my revenge officially begins.”
Pure–gold ancient flames danced in my palm, perfectly tamed. “Ready, my queen?” Cassius asked.
stared at the lifeless Silvaris territory in the crystal, battle hunger coiling tight in my chest. The humiliation of my past life, the agony of burning alive–tonight, every wrong gets repaid.
“I’ve been ready,” I murmured. “Let’s make thisstorm one they’ll never survive.”
The Megan who bent and broke under the Holy Light dragon clan died in that sacrificial circle.
Now standing at the peak of the Abyss was the unshakeable Dark Dragon Queen who controlled everything.