I Will Conquer The World!

He dropped the sword in his hand and shouted out loud, "I GIVE UP!", which caught the happy family's attention, who were playing tag.

They all looked at Arnold collectively, when a voice echoed in Arnold's head,

"Very well."

The sword in Arnold's head disappeared.

His father said with fear visible in his eyes, "Y- Y- YOU?! Why are you still alive?!"

Arnold's eyes widened as he stood rooted to the spot while looking at his father with confusion. What did he mean by that?

His three siblings hid behind his father, while shivering slightly.

Arnold did not understand what was happening and slolwy walked towards them when his father growled, "STAY AWAY!"

Arnold flinched as he looked at his father blankly. He did not understand what was happening. This was not the welcome he had expected.

He had expected his father's loving gaze, and then a hug from him.

But what he got was a fear filled gaze and an anger fueled growl.

Arnold felt his heart beat extremely fast as he looked at his father with sheer confusion.

He asked with a soft voice, "Father, why are you so angry and afraid on me? Did I do something wrong?"

This seemed to make him extremely furious as he shouted at the top of his lungs, "WHAT DID YOU DO WRONG?!"

While shivering due to sheer anger, he shouted, "WHAT DIDN'T YOU DO WRONG?! WHY DID YOU KILL HER?! SHE WAS YOUR MOTHER! YOUR MOTHER!"

Arnold did not understand what was happening as he asked, "Mother? Didn't mother die when she gave birth to Kara and Maxine?"

This seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back for his father, as he growled furiously while running at him, "YOU MONSTER! NOT ONLY DID YOU KILL HER, BUT YOU ARE BLAMING KARA AND MAXINE FOR HER DEATH NOW?! DIE! DIE!"

He started raining punches at Arnold after reaching him, all the while shouting 'die' like he was possessed.

Arnold, however weaker than adults he may be, was still a cold blooded murderer who knew the weak points of humans.

Unable to bear the barrage of punches that were raining down on him, he kicked his father's private area as that was the only area he could think off which would not cause instant death yet pain a lot upon striking it.

After all, striking his neck or other places would cause him to die, which he did not want to happen.

His father clutched his private area as he rolled on the floor.

Looking at their father who seemed to be in immense pain, Maxine and Ethan shouted at the top of their lungs and charged at Arnold, ready to kill him.

But, the Ethan and Maxine of this world were pitifully weak. They couldn't even lay a punch at Arnold as he dodged all of them and punched them down instead.

Maybe if it was the Ethan and Maxine of his world, they could have defeated him.

But for the Ethan and Maxine of this world who were so weak, they can only defeat him in their dreams.

He opened his mouth to ask the three men laying on the ground why they were so angry at him and so afraid of him. He got the basic gist of it from his father's shouts that he had killed his mother, but wanted to know more of what happened.

He cursed the Arnold of this world in his mind countless times by now. How could he kill his own mother? But he didn't feel that angry or sad as he had no attachment to his mom as she died when he was extremely young.

He asked the men laying in front of him, "Why did I kill mo- AGH!"

He groaned out of the sudden pain that was emanating from his stomach.

He looked down at his stomach to see a sharp rock protruding out of his stomach.

He turned around and looked at the person who had stabbed him with the rock, his sister, Kara.

His eyes became blurry as tears dripped out of them. He muttered only one word in a soft voice which was almost inaudible, "Why?"

Kara could hear it though, as she said with tears dripping from her eyes, "This is for my mother, you murderer!"

She then took out the sharp stone out of his stomach, as he fell onto the floor.

He felt his vision slowly darkening, as he laughed crazily at the top of his lungs.

He laughed at his naive hope of a peaceful life.

He laughed at the fact that he trusted the words of his reflection.

He laughed at the fact that he had lost everything.

He laughed at himself.

He closed his eyes as he lost all hope and had given himself to the void.

The surroundings dissapeared as the older version of Arnold appeared next to his body and smiled maliciously.

He said with mocking pity laced in his voice, "What a pity. You actually believed that those four were real and willingly destroyed your soul yourself? That wasn't even hard you know. Well now is the time to take over your body I guess!"

The older version of Arnold waved his hand, which caused Arnold's lifeless body to vanish.

He sighed as he disappeared into thin air too.

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Meanwhile in the throne room of Lyria.

Harry stared at the two men with faked worry. He couldn't show that he didn't give a sh*t about whether they died or not, and only cared if they gained the powers in front of their brother, could he?

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