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Chapter 89: "I Am Just That Unfathomable"



Adams sat on his throne, the grand seat almost dwarfed by his presence. His expression was calm, but his eyes, sharp and calculating, took in every detail of the situation before him. As John spoke, Adams\'s lips curved into a subtle, approving smile. He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the arms of the throne, his fingers interlaced as he regarded Hera.

A moment of silence hung in the air, filled only by the faint crackling of energy that always seemed to accompany Adams\'s presence. His gaze shifted from Hera to John, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement.

"Thank you, John," Adams finally said, his voice smooth and commanding, yet carrying a warmth that was reserved for only his most trusted. "This is why you are here—to handle these small yet necessary tasks. You haven\'t disappointed me, not even once."

Adams\'s eyes twinkled with a silent, deeper understanding as he acknowledged John\'s success. He leaned back in his throne, his movements graceful and fluid, exuding an air of supreme confidence. The smile on his face grew a fraction wider, a gesture that, to those who knew him, was as close to outright praise as Adams ever gave.

John inclined his head slightly, a gesture of acknowledgment to his master\'s words. There was a subtle, almost imperceptible relaxation in his posture, a sign that he was pleased with Adams\'s approval. His serpentine gaze softened, just a bit, as he looked at his boss, the bond of mutual respect between them unspoken yet deeply understood.

As Adams turned his attention back to Hera, John\'s eyes followed, a spark of curiosity flickering within them. He wondered what plans Adams had for the fierce warrior, and how she would fit into the grand tapestry that Adams was weaving across the Divine Plane and beyond.

Adams remained seated on his throne, his posture relaxed yet commanding as he glanced down at Hera. His expression was one of mild interest, his eyes narrowing slightly as he focused on her. Without any outward sign of exertion, he spoke with a calm authority, "Hey, wake up."

As his voice echoed through the room, a powerful, invisible force surged through Hera\'s body, jolting her awake. Her eyes fluttered open, confusion and disorientation clouding her gaze for a split second before the reality of her situation hit her like a tidal wave. Her heart pounded in her chest as her eyes widened in shock, frantically scanning her surroundings to understand where she was.

Then, her gaze locked onto Adams. The sight of him, seated with an aura of absolute dominance, took her breath away. He was the most strikingly handsome man she had ever seen, but it wasn\'t his looks that left her shaken—it was the sheer power that radiated from him. His presence was suffocating, overwhelming her senses.

It was as if the very air around him was charged with energy that made even the most formidable beings pale in comparison.

A sense of dread and awe filled her as her mind raced, thoughts tumbling over each other in a frantic attempt to make sense of the impossible. *Who is this man? What kind of monsters exist in this lower plane? How have they not triggered the full force of Divine Judgment and been expelled to the higher realms?*

Before she could even finish her thought, Adams spoke again, his voice smooth and knowing, as though he had plucked the question directly from her mind. "It is very simple, actually," he said, his tone carrying a hint of amusement. "It just can\'t."

Hera\'s breath caught in her throat, her heart skipping a beat as she stared at him in disbelief. How could he possibly know what she was thinking? The realization sent a shiver down her spine, her mind struggling to process the reality before her.

Adams chuckled softly, the sound both comforting and unsettling. His eyes, which seemed to pierce through her very soul, sparkled with a mixture of amusement and something far more profound. "No need to be surprised," he continued, his voice gentle yet powerful. "Or shocked, in your case. Anything that has to do with me cannot be comprehended by any being. I am just that unfathomable."

As he spoke, Adams leaned forward slightly, his fingers drumming lightly on the armrest of his throne. His smile was calm, almost playful, but there was an undeniable weight to his words that left no room for doubt. The subtle shift in his posture, the relaxed confidence in his tone—all of it conveyed an absolute certainty in his own power, a power that defied all logic and understanding.

Hera could feel the truth of his words deep in her bones, a truth that resonated with a primal part of her being. She remained still, her body frozen by a mixture of fear and fascination, her mind unable to fully grasp the enormity of the presence before her. Adams, on the other hand, seemed entirely at ease, his expression serene as he waited for her to absorb the reality of her situation.

John, standing nearby, watched the exchange with a satisfied smirk, his eyes gleaming with approval. He knew exactly what Adams was capable of, and seeing Hera\'s reaction only confirmed what he had known all along—there was no one in the Myriad Worlds who could truly fathom the depth of Adams\'s power.

Adams leaned back in his throne, his gaze fixed on Hera with a calm intensity that left no doubt about the seriousness of his offer. His posture was relaxed, yet his presence filled the room with an undeniable weight. "I want you to work for me, become one of my Horsemen," he said, his voice smooth and unyielding. "Would you be willing to do so, or are you going to decline? It\'s your call."

His words hung in the air like a guillotine, the choice he offered her stark and unforgiving. Serve him—or die.

Hera, still lying on the ground where John had placed her, slowly pushed herself up to her knees. Her hands trembled slightly as she wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth, the remnants of her earlier battle with John. Despite her physical pain, her mind raced, trying to grasp the enormity of the situation.

She lifted her gaze to meet Adams\'s eyes, her breath catching in her throat. Even though he remained seated on his throne, his power was palpable, as if the very air around him was charged with an unseen force. She knew, deep down, that this man could end her life with nothing more than a thought. And then there was John—standing nearby, his serpentine eyes watching her with an almost lazy amusement.

She could still feel the sting of his overwhelming power, a reminder of how easily he had subdued her.

Hera\'s heart pounded in her chest as she weighed her options. Her mind flashed to her past, her allegiance to El, the loyalty she had sworn. But that loyalty seemed fragile now, in the face of the overwhelming reality before her. She glanced at John again, his casual stance contrasting with the lethal potential she knew he held. There was no escaping this.

If she chose to defy Adams, she wouldn\'t live to regret it.

Her fists clenched, nails digging into her palms as she fought to maintain her composure. There was no room for pride here, only survival. Hera took a slow, steady breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions within her. She knew what she had to do, even if it meant betraying everything she had once believed in.

With a heavy heart, she looked back at Adams, her resolve hardening even as despair threatened to overwhelm her. "I understand," she said, her voice low but steady. "I\'ll serve you. I\'ll become one of your Horsemen or whatever you call it."

Adams\'s expression remained unchanged, his gaze still locked on her, but there was a faint glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes. He nodded once, a subtle gesture that seemed to carry the weight of finality. "Wise choice," he said, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

John, who had been silent until now, finally allowed a small, approving smile to curl his lips. His serpentine eyes gleamed with something akin to satisfaction as he regarded Hera. "Welcome to the fold," he said, his voice dripping with a dark humor that made Hera\'s skin crawl.

Hera swallowed hard, her heart still pounding, but she forced herself to nod in acknowledgment. She had made her choice, and there was no turning back now. She could only hope that, in time, she would find a way


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