Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2585 Shiloh tasted the metallic taste in her mouth as she slowly loosened her jaw. She said coldly, "Let me go." Andrew shook his head. "No." Shiloh gave a sharp, humorless laugh. "You don't seriously think you've won, do you? Andrew, once my energy recovers, killing you won't be hard at all." Andrew sighed and finally released her. "Then tell me, what will it take for you to let this go? | really am sorry about what happened." He had no excuse left. Somehow, without realizing it, he had forced himself on her, and the thought alone made him feel both sick and absurd.

Back then, when Shiloh's memories were incomplete, she would often speak and act like a mischievous child. He had never once thought of her that way. But now, she was different. She was colder, darker, and strikingly beautiful. She had become like a goddess of the night, mysterious and untouchable. Still, he never intended to claim her. This whole mess felt like a cruel twist of fate. ---- Shiloh bit down on her lip hard. "You think one apology is enough to fix this? Andrew, you're dead. I'll make sure of it." Andrew looked down at the greatsword lying beside him.

Then, he picked it up and handed it to her. "Fine. Then kill me. | won't fight back." However, Shiloh did not take it. Her eyes narrowed in surprise instead. He waited for a while, confused when she did not move. "What's wrong?" She reached out to touch the sword, but the moment her fingers brushed against the metal, she hissed and pulled back. "It's burning hot! Don't tell me this sword has chosen you as its master?" Her tone was a mix of frustration and disbelief. Andrew froze for a moment before realizing what she meant. "I-I don't know. Wait...

Could this be the same rusted sword from before?" Shiloh stayed silent for a while, staring blankly at it. When she finally spoke, her voice was filled with irritation. "Damn it. After all that, | got nothing out of this. Andrew, we're not done. I'll settle this with you next time." ---- With that, she turned and dove into the lake, vanishing beneath the surface in an instant. Andrew did not chase after her. Even if he did, with the way Shiloh was right now, she would not listen anyway. He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temples. Had he really just lost control like that?

The thought of the marks left on Shiloh's skin made him wince and laugh bitterly at the same time. "Guess | really was... a bit rough," he muttered under his breath. Regret stirred in his chest. If only he had been conscious when it happened, maybe he would have appreciated the sex. After all, Shiloh truly was a woman unlike any other. Before the thought could linger, he shook his head hard and scolded himself. He had wronged her, and now he was still thinking like a fool. "You pervert," he muttered to himself. Even so, he could not deny it. He could not get her out of his. mind.

If she had agreed, he would have brought her back to Chetvine without hesitation. However, thinking about it would not change anything. He turned ---- his focus to the greatsword in his hand. Compared to what he saw underwater, it looked much larger now, nearly half his own height. Its blade shimmered with a cold metallic gleam, covered in intricate markings that seemed to pulse faintly in the dim light. He could not understand what they meant, but he could tell they were not ordinary. The hilt, once battered and plain, was now beautifully refined and heavy with power.

Andrew gripped it, feeling a strange sense of familiarity and excitement. He swung it twice in the air, clean, sharp motions that sliced through without making a single sound It was clearly built for attack, a weapon made for destruction. Andrew's eyes widened slightly. "Godslayer," he whispered. That had to be its name, the one Shiloh mentioned before. He still could not figure out how the sword had ended up with him after that chaos underwater. Maybe, in his frenzy, he had pulled it free and carried it unknowingly.

After taking a few steady breaths and making sure his body had fully recovered, Andrew dove back into the water, dragging the greatsword with him as he searched for an exit. ---- It did not take long before he broke through the surface again. This time, he found himself in another lake, smaller than the one before, not the same Sword Lake where everything began. Above him, the moon hung high and bright.