MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C105: BEAST OF THE NIGHT X CELESTIAL BLADE X BLOOD MONARCH X HERO(??)
As Adrian made his presence known, the reactions from the three formidable women were diverse.
Elaniel, who seemed to recognize him, displayed a hint of surprise, followed by a warm smile.
Siena, on the other hand, appeared as if she had witnessed a ghost; her body, usually poised and confident, froze in place.
Amusement and intrigue danced across Elizabeth's face, curious about how a seemingly ordinary human could endure the immense pressure emanating from the combined mana and aura of the trio.
Even Herton, one of the eldest and most robust high-ranking vampires, struggled under the force but remained kneeling in deference.
Despite the intense atmosphere and the weight of the supernatural forces at play, Elizabeth's curiosity got the better of her, and she smiled at Adrian, intrigued by the enigma he presented.
In an attempt to further assess Adrian's capabilities, Elizabeth unleashed her mana and aura with even greater intensity. The atmosphere around them darkened further, the reddish hue deepening as her potent pressure impacted the surroundings. The blood rain seemed to freeze in midair, unable to defy the force of Elizabeth's dominance.
However, to her surprise, Adrian continued to approach, his eyes reflecting a cold determination. Their gaze locked, and Adrian's eyes conveyed a lack of apprehension or acknowledgment of Elizabeth as a formidable adversary. Just as Elizabeth contemplated pushing the boundaries of her power to gauge his response, an unexpected development unfolded.
A sudden burst of radiant light enveloped the entire area, disrupting the ominous ambiance created by the interplay of their forces.
The diminishing light unveiled a startling transformation in Adrian's form. Golden flames enveloped his entire body, casting a radiant glow that seemed to rival the brilliance of the sun. In his hands, he wielded a sword forged from pure light, its intense radiance illuminating the surroundings. A white, translucent veil cloaked his figure, adding an ethereal quality to his presence.
The three women, Elizabeth, Siena, and Elaniel, were collectively taken aback by this unexpected revelation. The atmosphere crackled with tension as they struggled to comprehend the astonishing display before them.
"H-hero???"
A random utterance from a bewildered demon resonated in the charged air, capturing the incredulity that gripped everyone present.
The mere suggestion of Adrian being a hero, especially in the midst of such powerful beings, created a surreal and perplexing moment.
…..
"I need to move faster" I muttered under my breath, exhaustion evident in my voice.
Escaping from Elaniel's room, I sprinted towards the summoning area near the plaza.
Each step felt like a monumental effort, the fatigue from Elaniel draining my essence slowing me down considerably.
"If only I weren't so tired, I would've reached there in seconds" I lamented in my thoughts.
Elaniel's voracious appetite for my essence had left me considerably weakened, and every ounce of energy was crucial at this moment.
As I made my way towards the summoning area, a sudden, powerful pressure descended in the vicinity. Panic seized me as I considered the possibility that the confrontation had already begun.
"Shit, are they already fighting? I better hurry up!" I quickened my pace, my determination overriding the weariness that threatened to overwhelm me. Ignoring the nagging exhaustion that permeated my body, I pressed on, aware that time was of the essence.
Despite pushing myself even harder, I soon found myself coughing up blood, collapsing to the ground. "Agh! Damn it, what's with this intense pressure?"
I groaned in frustration. The force in the surrounding area intensified further, signaling that whoever came here was an entity either incredibly powerful or of divine nature.
'I sure hope it's not that bitch as goddess
While I typically shrugged off potent presences, it seemed my body couldn't keep up with my indomitable spirit.
Gritting my teeth, I swiftly rose to my feet, utilizing whatever residual aura I had left to fortify my body.
The fatigue and strain were palpable, but my determination to reach the summoning area spurred me forward.
Each step became a struggle, yet the urgency of the situation fueled my resolve. I couldn't afford to stay down; I needed to get there before things escalated further.
Demons swarmed the area, their fearful demeanor evident as they sprawled and kneeled on the ground. The intense pressure and power emanating from someone grew stronger the closer I got.
Observing from a distance, this person appeared to be a woman, remarkably beautiful, assuming a martial arts stance that seemed unparalleled even among the gods of war. Strangely, she bore a slight resemblance to me, but my curiosity had to take a backseat to the imminent threat.
Despite my sprint to intervene and prevent an impending battle, the skies turned red, signaling the arrival of another formidable entity.
"Shit, now what?" I muttered under my breath, realizing that the situation was becoming increasingly complex. The tension in the air heightened as I raced against time to reach the summoning area.
As the unfolding chaos continued, the once serene skies transformed into a deep blood-red hue. The reddish clouds that filled the heavens unleashed a torrent of blood, falling like a gruesome rain. The winds, now violent and unyielding, forced even the flying demons to descend, lest they be swept away.
In the midst of this chaotic symphony, red lightning streaked across the skies, casting an eerie glow on the unfolding spectacle. Suddenly, two tornadoes, so vividly red that they seemed crafted from blood itself, descended onto the ground. Like a cocoon giving birth to a butterfly, these tornadoes contracted and transformed, revealing a figure within.
The lady that emerged bore an ethereal beauty, her hair as red as the crimson skies above, with a subtle shade of black akin to pure blood. Her eyes, a piercing red, surveyed the surroundings with a playful glint, treating the two other women as if they were mere toys for her amusement. Her red dress, a delicate blend of seduction and elegance, highlighted her remarkable features, teasing the imagination with concealed allure.
'Charlotte?' I first thought as she reminded me of the vampire I kinda kidnapped? But unlike Charlottes early 20s like look the lady who just suddenly arrived seemed to have a more mature look? Is she her mom?
The unfolding scene presented a formidable duo, and as my gaze fell upon the lady, it became evident that she wielded a power beyond ordinary comprehension.
The vampire accompanying her, clad in a butler's attire, paled in comparison to her might. It was a stark contrast, akin to comparing an elephant to an ant.
There was only one being in vampire society known for possessing such overwhelming power—the progenitors.
A sense of disbelief and urgency surged within me.
'Why, in the actual fuck did this unholy being come here? was the progenitor of vampires here to find out what happened with Charlotte and Peter?'
Even my parents, powerful entities themselves, tended to steer clear of direct confrontations with these progenitors.
The reason was simple yet terrifying—their ability to manipulate essence and origin. This meant they could tamper with one's soul, exerting control to an extent that even the majestic dragons, considered mortals closest to perfection, would pale in comparison.
The unfolding situation rendered all the meticulous preparations I had made for Charlotte and Peter utterly useless. The intended inquiries I harbored about the vampire queen, which I had planned to pose to them later, now seemed insignificant in the face of the queen's unexpected arrival. The meticulous schemes I had devised for their benefit were now forcibly placed on hold. If, by some unfortunate twist of fate, she had indeed come here searching for Peter and Charlotte, then my carefully laid plans were, in a word, nullified.
My pace quickened as I raced toward the unfolding confrontation, a silent prayer in my mind that Elaniel, in her current state, would refrain from uttering anything that could needlessly antagonize the formidable vampire queen. The energy and power emanating from her were off the charts, leaving me with the certainty that Elaniel understood the perilous nature of provoking her without due caution.
'FUCK, PLEASE DON'T SAY ANYTHING PROVOCATIVE.'
As I pushed my weary body forward, a new and eerie pressure enveloped the area. Another bout of coughing ensued, blood escaping my lips.
It became apparent that Elizabeth, the queen of vampires, had unleashed her own formidable aura and mana into the surroundings. My weakened state left me defenseless against this overwhelming force. It felt as if every drop of blood in my veins was writhing in agony, attempting to escape my body and reach the queen of blood herself.
To add to my distress, the system screen abruptly manifested before me.
[Warning!: User is under excessive mana force and aura field, body damage critical, heart rate abnormal, conclusion danger! Advising user to leave the area immediately.]
"Great advice, system. Real helpful," I muttered sarcastically, choosing to disregard the translucent blue screen obstructing my view. I couldn't afford to retreat now; I needed to intervene and prevent a clash between these formidable beings.
[Warning!: User is under excessive mana force and aura field, body damage critical, heart rate abnormal, conclusion danger! Advising user to leave the are immediately]
[Warning!: User is under excessive mana force and aura field, body damage critical, heart rate abnormal, conclusion danger! Advising user to leave the are ….
[Warning!: User is under excessive mana force and aura field, body damage critical, heart rate abnormal, conclusion danger! Advising user t….
The screen kept popping up but I chose to ignore it.
[Emergency actions invoked: current user status under stress forcefully evoking authority upgrade]
Authority upgrade what the heck is that? suddenly I could feel something tensioning up inside me, I felt like a peculiar warmth inside me, a sensation as if my soul were being subjected to intense heat. Despite the discomfort, I noticed a gradual replenishment of my mana and aura.
[Authority: Lionheart [passive] forcefully invoked upgrading authorities' effect]
[Authority: Lionheart: {Passive}] [UPGRADED]
[Effect: Gives you the courage to face any situation without fear]
[New effect: (Synergy) [active] allows user to synergize all divine authority to evoke new active authority {Hero's will}]
'Wtf is this?'
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C106: BEAST OF THE NIGHT X CELESTIAL BLADE X BLOOD MONARCH X HERO(???)
[New effect: (Synergy) [active] allows user to synergize all divine authority to evoke new active authority {Hero's will}]
'Wtf is this?'
Upgrade? Synergy? and a new Authority upon activation? What the hell is going on? I've never heard of authorities getting upgraded, can authorities even be upgraded in the first place?
'Sis!'
'Yes?'
'Can authorities be upgraded?'
'Under the right circumstances, Yes'
'Really? Then why haven't you guys upgraded mine?'
'The authorities we blessed you with are already within the highest level any more than that would result in your death'
'Is that so what about synergy then? Can I synergize all of my authorities?'
'YES!' sis said excitedly.
'So, I can?'
'What no!'
'Which is it?'
'I wasn't talking to you'
'Huh?'
'Hey you clearly cheated!!!'
'Sorry?'
'Ah no not you sorry about that Ian…. it's just that when I finally thought I'd get to see an annoying pricks face crumble in defeat he came back even merciless than last time'
Is sis not alone? Is she talking with one of the people I brought there?
'Anyways you were asking about synergizing the authority we blessed you right?'
'Yes'
'Then, no, you can only synergize multiple authorities that come from one God. Synergizing authorities from different high-level beings would cause the authorities to explode, resulting in your soul breaking apart. It would be a literal end, as there is no afterlife for you to enjoy, and your soul fragment would dissipate like thin air'
Disappointed by the limitations of the synergy feature, I resigned myself to the fact that I could only combine the authorities bestowed upon me by the goddess. It dashed my hopes of creating a new authority by merging the powers of my family.
Despite this setback, I couldn't help but feel fortunate to be blessed by such powerful beings. It was a bit disheartening that my family couldn't share all their authorities with me. Still, reflecting on all they had done for a simple human like me, it seemed a bit too greedy to ask for more.
'By the way Adrian why are you so tired?'
''You didn't saw what happened to me sis?'
'No, I was a bit pre occupied with an annoying guest you see even right now his smile is annoying, I wish to rip him apart'
So, she really had some guest over.
BOOM!!
'Talk to you later sis'
Undeterred by the crumbling dead tree in my path, I pressed on toward the trio of powerful women. The surrounding demons, particularly those in close proximity to the ladies, began succumbing to the overwhelming pressure. Strange, squelching noises echoed as they imploded into mists of blood, their low-ranking status making their demise somewhat predictable.
It felt as though literal gods had descended upon the area, and anyone with a fragile soul at this moment was surely on the verge of breaking. The intense pressure weighed heavily on the surroundings, creating an ominous atmosphere that only intensified as I approached the unfolding spectacle.
Finally reaching the scene, I observed Elizabeth, Siena, and Elaniel locked in a tense standoff, the pressure between them escalating with every passing moment. It appeared that they were each waiting for the other to make the first move, creating an atmosphere fraught with anticipation.
Unexpectedly, the system screen materialized once again, delivering a message:
[User under intense pressure, heart rate above normal]
[Authority: Lionheart [passive] [On]]
As the weight of the pressure lessened and a newfound sense of calm washed over me, I marveled at the effectiveness of the Lionheart authority.
The courage to confront any situation without fear was proving to be a genuinely potent skill. Did I unknowingly harbor fears in this situation? The sudden appearance of this authority suggested as much.
And here I thought I wasn't going to use this authority anytime soon.
Summoning my courage, I cleared my throat and began to address the formidable trio.
"Alright, ladies, let's all calm down, shall we?" My voice rang out, surprisingly carrying a sense of authority that seemed to momentarily quell the intense atmospheric pressure.
The three powerful beings turned their attention towards me, their expressions shifting from hostility to curiosity. Elizabeth, Siena, and Elaniel eyed me with varying degrees of interest, and the surrounding demons and creatures, still reeling from the oppressive pressure, shifted uncomfortably on the ground.
I took a step forward, maintaining a confident demeanor despite the immense power radiating from the three women before me.
Elizabeth, the blood monarch, regarded me with a curious smile, Siena looked bit intrigued but why is she looking at me as if she saw a ghost or something? Now that I'm seeing her closer this time she really seem to look exactly like me, Elaniel on the other hand tilted her head, studying me with an unreadable expression but I could see a little bit of excitement in her eyes.
'Why is she even excited?' 'This whole situation got a lot worse than what I hoped it would'
As I took a step forward, the already intense pressure emanating from Elizabeth heightened. Her eyes locked onto mine, a predatory gaze that sought to test my mettle.
The deep, penetrating stare of a vampire progenitor threatened to grab hold of my soul. However, thanks to the Lionheart authority that had been forcefully invoked, her attempt felt more like a playful gesture.
I continued walking, maintaining eye contact with Elizabeth while seemingly unaffected by her imposing presence.
The surprise flickering in her eyes hinted that my reaction had caught her off guard. The others, Siena and Elaniel, observed the interaction with growing interest.
Elizabeth's crimson eyes bore into mine, searching for any sign of weakness. It was a power play, a subtle test of dominance.
But with the courage bestowed by the upgraded Lionheart authority, her attempt seemed almost endearing. I stood my ground, refusing to let the pressure get to me as I continued to walk forward.
What she did was a bit surprising but not as surprising by the sudden pop of window screens in front of my eyes I can't even see ahead of me seriously what now?
[User under intense pressure advising to evoke [Hero's will]]
[Yes/No]
[No]
[User under intense pressure advising to evoke [Hero's will]]
[Yes/No]
[No]
[User under intense pressure advising to evoke [Hero's will]]
[Yes/No]
[No]
'Aghh! fuck it get this out of my face'
Click!
[Yes]
The warmth in my body surged, a telltale sign that something profound was happening within. The remaining shreds of my mana and aura began to combust, creating a radiant blaze of energy.
[Synergizing authorities]
The system message displayed before me, and a cascade of authorities appeared on the screens:
[Sword of Light: [Active]
[Lionheart: [Passive]
[Stellar Solaris: [Active]
[White Veil: [Active]
[Completed]
[New authority acquired]
[Hero's will: [Active]] [Temporary]
[Effects: Allows the user to spread their divine aura in a limited radius, inflicting a 50% stat reduction on all beings associated with the dark scales of power. User's stats are boosted by 1% for every evil entity present.]
My eyes widened in disbelief. Wasn't this a bit too overpowered? The synergy of these authorities granted me unprecedented abilities, an arsenal of divine power at my disposal.
A surge of confidence coursed through me as I contemplated the potential applications of my newfound authority. It was time to test the limits of Hero's Will and see how it would impact the intense standoff unfolding before me.
As the windows screens popped up in front of me, a profound transformation occurred. A white veil enveloped my head and draped across my entire body, giving me an ethereal appearance.
In my hands, the sword of light gleamed even more brilliantly than before, its radiance casting a divine glow.
The aura surrounding me took on a wholly divine nature, and I could feel a surge of power coursing through me.
Turning my attention to the formidable trio – Elizabeth, Siena, and Elaniel – I noticed their varied reactions. Elizabeth, in particular, had assumed a peculiar stance, and wisps of smoke seemed to rise from her form.
Was she burning or undergoing some transformation? Siena appeared to be deep in thought, her expression revealing the complexity of her emotions. Elaniel, on the other hand, regarded me with curiosity, her tongue gently flicking across her lips.
A random demon in the vicinity couldn't help but blurt out, "H-hero!"
The exclamation caught the attention of all three women, and their gazes focused on me with a hint of seriousness. The atmosphere hung heavy with anticipation as I stood there not sure what to do exactly.
'Did in make this situation more troublesome than it already is?'
"Hero?" Elizabeth's curious inquiry hung in the air.
In response, I met her gaze with an icy stare, locking eyes with the vampire queen. Suddenly, the blood from the rain responded to my unspoken command, swirling and reforming on her back into twelve bloody wings. Each wing exuded a formidable energy comparable or even a bit higher than the energy output I used on the magic bullet I used on Kaksan last time, yet it felt strangely incomplete.
The potency of the energy emanating from her wasn't as overwhelming as it initially appeared. The influence of Hero's Will seemed to be exerting its effect, even on a powerful progenitor vampire like her.
"Leave…." my voice, calm and cold, resonated through the tense atmosphere. A hint of amusement flickered across my face as I observed the powerful vampire queen, Elizabeth, visibly shivering at the sound of my words. Purposefully, I raised the sword of light, pointing it at her with a stern gaze.
"Unless you want to witness the extinction of your entire race" I added with a stoic demeanor.
Elizabeth's eyes, once curious, now shook with uncertainty and transformed into a deep, bloody red.
Yet, instead of retaliating, she swiftly moved, seizing her fallen aide Herton, who appeared burnt to a crisp. In an instant, both of them melded into a swirling ball of blood, and with a dramatic puff, Elizabeth and Herton vanished from the scene.
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C107: Finding Adrian
"Y-you, who are you?" asked Siena with a slightly perplexed voice. I looked at her, slightly confused, thinking, 'Seriously, why is she making that face? She's not even bothered by the aura I'm currently releasing right now'
"Father! What is that magnificent form you've taken? You look so marvelous and handsome, hehe," giggled Elaniel, her grip on Mila tightening, causing the already unconscious Mila to cough up blood.
"Release her, Elaniel," I commanded with authority. The urgency of the situation left no room for unnecessary complications.
The form I currently possessed was temporary; I could feel my mana and aura reserves depleting rapidly. While the form granted me some excess energy, it would only last for one more minute. I couldn't afford to provoke Siena at this moment.
Elaniel, displaying her dissatisfaction, relinquished her hold on Mila, causing her to descend to the ground. The air was fraught with tension as Elaniel leisurely approached me. Siena, fortunately, appeared oblivious to Elaniel's actions, maintaining her unwavering focus on me, a detail that might be attributed to our uncanny physical resemblance.
"Adrian Vulter Tellus," I declared, breaking the palpable silence. Siena's gaze momentarily quivered, followed by a subtle smile. However, her attention quickly shifted to Elaniel, who continued her gradual advance towards me. Siena's eyes bore a subtle undercurrent of bloodlust as she glared at Elaniel, yet after a few moments, she dismissed her and turned her attention to the fallen Mila.
"Haha... so you're the hero, huh? That's quite unexpected," Elaniel remarked with a playful yet slightly surprised tone. She offered a subtle smile, a mix of amusement and genuine concern coloring her expression.
As she spoke, a dense white aura, accented with hints of blue, began to surround her form. With a sudden explosion of energy, she gracefully disappeared from sight.
I couldn't help but look upward, my gaze following the parting clouds. Did she fly through the air, or was it an extraordinary leap that took her away? The mystery of her departure lingered briefly in my thoughts.
In any case, she was undeniably Adrian's master. The descriptions from the novels seemed inadequate compared to witnessing her true presence.
Her beauty exceeded any preconceived notions, perhaps even surpassing the famed Tristan, as the author had hinted. It left an indelible impression, a visual spectacle that transcended the limitations of mere words.
I cast a gaze at Elaniel, who was gracefully circling around me with an inquisitive expression etched on her face.
"Father?" she inquired, curiosity dancing in her eyes. The effects of Hero's Will began to fade, and my body returned to its usual state. I felt a noticeable drain on my strength, and with a final glance, I locked eyes with her, uttering, "Take care of my body."
"F-fathe—"
Her concerned calls echoed in my ears as the surroundings blurred into a cascade of indistinct shapes, and I succumbed to the unconscious embrace that awaited me long enough.
…..
"He's still not back," Louise remarked, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.
A heavy sigh escaped Aria's lips as she spoke, also laden with weariness and sorrow. "Haah, just where are you, Adrian?"
Aria's fatigue resonated in her words. Both Aria and Louise found themselves seated on the comfortable couch, savoring each other's company.
The room, adorned with warm hues and soft lighting, provided a haven for their thoughts and concerns. It had been a week since Aria had taken up residence in Adrian's room, and with Louise's presence as well, the girls had naturally grown close over this period.
Louise, attempting to assuage her concerns, delved into a summoning book related to her studies. Despite being labeled as missing by the entire school and her student status under scrutiny, she found solace in Aria's consistent support. Aria, without any obligation, continued to bring her books, a gesture that Louise appreciated deeply. Aria's kindness, coupled with the sincerity in her words, had gradually opened Louise's heart to her.
Their shared time together allowed a connection to blossom between them, an unexpected companionship in the midst of uncertainty. Whether it was Aria's innate warmth or the common link of having Adrian as a sibling, Louise couldn't pinpoint the exact reason for the bond. However, it was hard to ignore the similarities in Aria and Adrian's mannerisms, down to the food preferences that Aria mirrored from Adrian.
Louise couldn't help but release a small sigh as memories of Elena's occasional visits crossed her mind. While she appreciated the company and camaraderie Elena brought with her, there was an undeniable tension that accompanied these visits.
The atmosphere in the room would invariably become charged whenever both Elena and Aria were present simultaneously. This tension, particularly when the topic of Adrian was broached, resembled a subtle contest—a silent battle for his attention.
It felt akin to witnessing a conflict between a wife and a mistress, each vying for the affections of the same man. The situation, however, proved to be a wearisome one for Louise.
She often found herself in the role of a mediator, striving to diffuse the mounting tension before it escalated any further.
Despite the strain that occasionally accompanied these moments, Louise endeavored to keep a sense of equilibrium, ensuring that the interactions between Elena and Aria did not spiral into a full-fledged dispute.
Living together with Aria revealed another endearing quirk—the fact that Aria was, without a doubt, an avid hugger. Louise vividly recalled the first night they shared a bed, an experience that nearly bordered on a life-threatening ordeal due to the intensity of Aria's embraces. Despite Louise's suggestion that she could sleep on the couch that night, Aria insisted on them sharing the bed.
Louise couldn't deny that Aria's tight hugs were both surprising and, at times, overwhelming. Despite her noble background, Aria seemed to have an innate and unreserved way of expressing affection through physical touch.
The idea of sleeping in the same bed was initially challenging for Louise, given the stark contrast in their social standings, but Aria's insistence and the lack of alternative sleeping arrangements left Louise with no choice but to share the bed.
The confined space of the bed, coupled with Aria's propensity for hugs, created a somewhat comical yet occasionally exasperating situation for Louise. However, over time, she grew accustomed to Aria's affectionate gestures, recognizing them as a genuine expression of camaraderie and friendship.
Louise gave up after the second night and just chose to accept her fate of sharing a space with the enthusiastic ducal princess.
Intrigued by the unexpected knock on the door, Aria and Louise exchanged curious glances before turning their attention to the entrance.
It was an unusual occurrence for someone to visit them at this hour, especially considering Elena's usual nighttime visits. Moreover, Principal Victoria typically forgoes the formality of knocking, opting to teleport directly into the room.
"I'll check it out young ladies"
Feeling a sense of curiosity and perhaps a bit of excitement, Annalise volunteered to investigate the source of the mysterious knock. A playful smile adorned her face as she found amusement in the reactions of the two girls.
As Annalise opened the door, a polite inquiry escaped her lips. However, her eyes widened with a mix of recognition and surprise when she beheld the figure standing before her. In an instant, she instinctively lowered her head in a respectful bow, an almost reflexive response to the presence of the distinguished guest.
With a voice that exuded both grace and curiosity, Lilliana addressed Annalise. "It's been a long time, Analise. You look as lovely as ever."
A hint of nervousness laced Analise's voice as she replied "Yes, I'm doing fine, all thanks to your grace, young lady Lilliana." The unexpected visit caught not only Analise off guard but also the two girls behind her, their expressions betraying a subtle sense of discomfort.
Curiosity sparkled in Lilliana's eyes as she continued "By the way, Analise, why are you not letting me enter yet?" Her gaze was directed toward the collection of women's shoes and slippers neatly arranged at the corner, a silent inquiry demanding an explanation.
Caught in a moment of uncertainty, Analise gulped, unsure of how to navigate this unexpected turn of events.
…..
As Victoria idly twirled the potion that Euphemia had handed her a few days ago, a sigh escaped her lips, carrying the weight of concern for Adrian. "He's still not back... Haah, seriously, where is that kid?" The worry in her voice was evident as she contemplated the current situation.
The potion in her hand seemed to beckon her attention, a potential solution to the mystery of Adrian's whereabouts. Euphemia had assured her of its efficacy, claiming a one hundred percent success rate. The temptation to use it now crossed Victoria's mind.
"Should I use this now?" she pondered aloud, her eyes fixed on the small vial. Reflecting on her recent attempt to provoke Euphemia into creating the seemingly impossible concoction, Victoria couldn't help but marvel at the alchemist's skill.
Another sigh escaped her as she sank into her chair, the weight of responsibility settling heavily on her shoulders. Her gaze shifted to the stacks of paperwork strewn across her desk, a constant reminder of the myriad issues demanding her attention.
The atmosphere within the school had undergone significant shifts following the recent incident. While things were gradually calming down, the ripples of the event had reached international borders, becoming a topic of discussion across various countries. The news had spread far and wide, bringing the academy's name into the global spotlight.
Victoria, being at the helm of the academy, found herself in the midst of the storm. The repercussions of the incident had even reached the emperor himself, who expressed his displeasure with a terse message:
"Clean up your mess." The golden parchment carrying those words arrived just two days ago, and every time Victoria revisited the message, a shiver ran down her spine.
It became apparent that other nations were using the incident to mock and ridicule the empire. Despite the academy's status as a neutral entity, independent of any particular nation, it was a known fact that the empire basically owns the academy.
"Agh! Fuck it… I'll find him myself" said Victoria as she drank the potion.
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C108: Gods and Gods
Victoria found herself in an unfamiliar and ominous place after consuming Euphemia's potion. The effects were instantaneous, guiding her senses directly to Adrian's location.
However, the surroundings she found herself in were perplexing and disconcerting.
The atmosphere exuded an overwhelming darkness, with every element shrouded in blackness. The air carried a putrid smell, and the entire landscape seemed devoid of life.
Even the trees, the ground beneath her feet, and the skies above were tainted by an eerie stillness, giving the impression of a desolate cemetery.
As Victoria took in her surroundings, a sense of foreboding crept over her. The inexplicable nature of this place left her with more questions than answers.
Determined to find Adrian, she pressed forward, navigating through the unsettling environment that seemed to defy the very essence of life.
Victoria found herself in a location significantly distant from the academy. Despite her prowess as a high-class mage and an archmage, teleporting over such vast distances was an exerting feat.
She had reserved her magical reserves, anticipating potential challenges that Adrian might be facing. However, the reality of the place she now found herself in exceeded her worst expectations.
A pungent odor of blood hung thick in the air, enough to make even those with a strong constitution nauseous. Yet, it wasn't the stench that perturbed Victoria the most.
Rather, it was the demonic miasma saturating the surroundings that heightened her sense of concern. Thoughts raced through her mind as she pondered why Adrian would willingly venture into such an ominous place.
'Why the hell are you here Adrian?' she wondered as she couldn't fathom Adrian going here willingly.
"Oya?" A voice, laced with surprise, echoed behind Victoria. She turned around to discover a mysterious boy with jet-black hair and captivating golden eyes, his gaze fixed on her with a curious intensity.
His words, unconventional and seemingly insightful, caught her off guard.
"For a mere human, the amount of mana you possess is comparable to Skadi. The only distinction lies in the purity and divinity of hers, which surpasses yours. Perhaps, with another thousand years, you might approach her level," the boy remarked, his eyes appraising her as he scanned her from head to toe.
Victoria, though intrigued, maintained her composure.
"Who are you?" Victoria demanded, instinctively stepping back and preparing her magic. There was an unsettling aura around the boy, and every aspect of his demeanor set off alarm bells within her. The way he smiled, spoke, and observed her, it all conveyed a disdainful superiority, as if he regarded her as nothing more than an insignificant creature.
"Me? ….Oh I'm LOKI!"
The boy, introducing himself as Loki, the way he spoke he spoke his name, made a sharp ringing noise reverberate in Victoria's head.
It intensified, causing her body to convulse involuntarily. The sudden onset of weakness and the taste of blood in her mouth alarmed her.
Before she could comprehend the situation, she collapsed, still expelling blood as her strength abandoned her.
"Oops, her strength was quite similar to someone I knew. I completely forgot that I was talking to a mere mortal and ended up using my true voice to speak my name," Loki thought, a twinge of guilt crossing his mind as he observed the fallen Victoria.
"Loki…." came a creepy voice from behind him, and when he turned back, he couldn't help but squeal in surprise.
"EEEKKK!"
"What's wrong?" said a crow with multiple eyes on its body and head. Its mature feminine voice indicated it to be a woman.
"So, it was you, Avian…. Haah, don't scare me like that," said Loki, feeling relieved that it wasn't the crow he initially thought it was. After being bossed around by Odin so much, he had developed a trauma of crows along the way.
Not many gods knew of this weakness, and he was kind of glad that only Avian was here to witness it.
"What's wrong?" asked Avian again.
"Nothing…... your form just reminded me of someone. Anyways, what should we do with this girl?"
"Did you break her soul?"
"O-only by accident. I was quite surprised as someone suddenly teleported here, you see. She was a bit strong, so I completely forgot I was talking to a mortal. Her strength is comparable to some of the finest warriors and mages of Valhalla" Loki explained. "Should I kill her?"
Although Loki appreciated Victoria's strength, that didn't mean he had any personal likings for her. For him, she was just another mortal he could see in the next few centuries, which is a time quite long for humans but minuscule in front of gods.
"Hmm? Wait… don't kill her yet. I can feel traces of Nyarla's divinity in her," the crow landed on Victoria's head before suddenly a black portal appeared under Victoria, swallowing her whole.
"Wow, no matter how many times I see it, Nyarla's expertise in popping out Astral portals with ease is really something else. I only know a few beings in the cosmos that might rival her in that."
"Oh? You're impressed even though you're one of the few beings who can give her a run for her money when it comes to portal making?"
"I appreciate talent, strength, beauty, and skill wherever I go, Avian. Besides, the way she opens portals is different from mine. Although it might look similar, the process is entirely different. So, you could say I'm highly impressed by the way your sister can casually pop portals like that without any magic circles or runes. As far as I know, only high-ranking space gods could do that."
"Well Nyarla is quite Unique, and she is still quite young for a ##### ### so you'll probably be more surprised in the future"
'So, she's still not a fully mature God? That explains why her divinity seemed a bit unstable. I thought it was because she was blessing a human, but it seems it was because she was continuously growing. I just played chess with that literal monster. I feel like my life's messed up for some reason if I ever piss her off again' Loki thought as he gulped 'I better prepare a plan for a grandiose funeral'
"Let's go back," said Avian as she flew back to the castle.
"OK," replied Loki while casually smiling up above the skies, which made the peeping Goddess of the Elves shiver in response, her eyes widening.
'He noticed me? How?' thought Calissia, the Goddess of the Elves. She saw Loki gesturing something with his nose.
"THE NOSE KNOWS!" he screamed at her in a lively voice.
Before Calissia could react, a low growl crept up behind her. Her body shivered—no, her soul shivered in fear. She could feel that whatever was behind her could kill her permanently if it wanted to. Calissia cried silently.
"Don't kill her, Fenry~! She might be useful!" Loki screamed in her direction once again. Noticing her predicament getting worse, Calissia tried to teleport away, only for her divinity to refuse her will.
'W-what's going on?' Calissia thought.
"PFFT! AHHAHA!" Suddenly, Loki appeared right in front of her and laughed hysterically while spinning around in midair.
"Did you really just try to teleport away from the beast of Ragnarok? I must say your cowardice reminds me of Odin."
"Loki…," Avian called out to Loki as she noticed he teleported in the skies above.
"Oh hi, Avian! I found this cute little rat," said Loki with a sinister smile as he looked at the scared goddess.
Although Avian was curious about how Loki sensed her when even she couldn't, that wasn't important right now. What mattered was that someone managed to hide from her eyes, which was very insulting for a goddess like her.
As Avian underwent her transformation, the entire process was a mesmerizing display of divine power. Bones cracked and shifted, and the intricate reshaping of her form unfolded gracefully. The metamorphosis continued, each moment marked by a profound transformation until she stood as a stunning woman with the only exception being her multi-eyed crow's head.
Reaching out towards Calissia, she intended to invoke her divine abilities. However, before the process could complete, a radiant golden light enveloped Calissia, whisking her away through teleportation. The sudden disappearance of the goddess frustrated Fenrir, whose growl echoed ominously, causing the very skies to tremble in response to the mighty god-ender's displeasure.
As Loki soothingly patted Fenrir's enormous head, the monstrous wolf's agitation began to subside. Loki, seemingly unfazed by the earlier encounter, struck up a conversation with the colossal creature.
"Was that the Goddess of this world?" Loki inquired, his tone casual yet curious.
Avian, with her monstrous yet articulate lady like voice, responded
"Yes, it seems she's aware of the threat that's coming to her now."
"Haha, I guess so. But it doesn't really matter, right? After all, you're all so great; Mother already decided her end," Loki stated, a mischievous grin playing on his lips.
A heavy silence settled between them as the weight of Mother's wrath loomed in the air. Loki's acknowledgment of this worlds pantheon spoke volumes about the gravity of the situation.
Avian, still wearing an enigmatic smile, muttered, "Yes... Mother is quite angry this time."
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C109: Louise Obelia
"Long time no see Aria how have you been?"
'Why is she asking a question she already know the answer of? Aren't you spying on me and Liam in the first place?'
"Yes…. I've been well elder sister"
Despite Lilliana's meticulous efforts to deploy experts and even some students who could seamlessly blend into the surroundings to spy on her siblings, these spies found it nearly impossible to elude Aria's naturally strong sense of awareness.
Aria's mana and magical resonance were off the charts for a normal student, enabling her to detect any suspicious presence or individuals observing her for extended periods.
Though Aria grew tired of constantly being watched and the persistent nagging of her heightened senses, she realized that defying or complaining about the situation would only lead to more problems.
Aria understood that, beyond personal interest, her elder sister Lilliana orchestrated this elaborate surveillance to provide comprehensive reports to their father about their situation and status in the academy.
However, she couldn't help but grumble slightly at how excessive Lilliana's monitoring had become over the past few months especially after her secret meeting with Adrian.
'Probably, only Adrian and I noticed people watching us all the time. Liam is a lost cause; he may be a bit above average in terms of martial arts, but that's only with his peers. He probably doesn't realize that elder sister is aware of all his secret fiascos'
'Father will probably call for him soon…'
Though Aria was quite surprised to see Lilliana visiting here so late, as Aria was quite aware of Lilliana's feelings towards Adrian that bordered on obsession.
'Is she also one of Adrian's secret lovers?'
"It's been a long time as well miss Louise…. I didn't know our prime suspect was hiding inside my brother's room…... it's quite perplexing don't you think?"
Although Aria raised an eyebrow finding it slightly funny how her sister could lie so confidently without stuttering,
"Yes? …...I mean yes long time no see, Lady Lilliana…... I mean no---"
Bewildered and at a loss for words, Louise struggled to find an appropriate response to Lilliana's unexpected confrontation.
In her mind, she toyed with the idea of explaining that she hadn't intentionally hidden in Adrian's room, but a sense of caution held her back. Louise feared that any attempt at clarification might only fuel Lilliana's suspicion further.
The intensity of Lilliana's gaze sent a chill down her spine. It was unnerving to think that someone as esteemed as Lilliana, often regarded as the epitome of grace and nobility in the empire, could harbor such animosity toward her.
Louise found herself trapped in a tense situation, caught in the scrutiny of the student council president, Lilliana. As the school's number one suspect in the recent events at the commercial district, Louise considered herself fortunate that Lilliana hadn't yet involved the authorities or taken matters into her own hands. Despite Louise's confidence in her own strength, she couldn't shake the feeling that a confrontation with Lilliana would be a losing battle.
Currently, the three ladies were gathered in a room, seated across from each other. Aria and Louise occupied one side, their heads slightly bowed, while Lilliana sat in front of them, her gaze piercing and intense.
'I knew Aria kept coming to Adrian's room ever since he disappeared, and some of my spies even told me they saw the saintess entering as well. But I didn't expect to see Louise here. Did Adrian plan this all along? I knew I should've come here much sooner. That damn principal passing most of her tasks to us!!! I knew we're the student council, but isn't she abusing her power too much?'
'And she even gave Aria permission to live here for the time being as Adrian's away'
As the tension escalated in the room, an inadvertent manifestation of Lilliana's emotional turmoil occurred. The couch she occupied was now enveloped in frost, a visual representation of the rapid fluctuations in her mana. Salik, ever loyal to Lilliana, voiced his concern, attempting to bring her attention to the consequences of her unbridled emotions.
"My lady!" Salik exclaimed, a note of urgency in his voice, as he sought to remind Lilliana of the magical aftermath she had caused.
In response to Salik's words, Lilliana, without offering any apologies to the two girls sitting before her, managed to rein in her emotions. It was as if she aimed to project an air of control and superiority, proving a point that her authority remained unchallenged.
Aria and Louise found themselves gripped by a chilling sense of unease as cold sweat trickled down their spines. The brief but potent fluctuation in Lilliana's mana left an indelible impression on them. Aria, who was already privy to her sister's formidable abilities, couldn't help but grudgingly admire her even more.
'If only I was blessed with this level of mana, then I could've—'
In that moment, the room seemed to crackle with an unspoken tension, the air heavy with the weight of their individual powers and the complex dynamics that governed their relationships.
'Calm down Cecilia! Tulan!'
Louise urgently communicated through telepathy, seeking to pacify her two fiercely protective high-ranking spirits, Cecilia and Tulan, who was about to attack Lilliana.
Despite Louise appearing seemingly defenseless, the room was filled with an array of spirits—ranging from low-ranking to dozens of mid-ranking entities, alongside the two formidable high-ranking spirits.
Louise found herself in a challenging situation, struggling to focus on Lilliana's words amidst the cacophony of spirits chattering and criticizing Lilliana.
The saving grace was that only Louise could perceive and interact with these spirits, sparing others from the supernatural discourse occurring around her.
Observing Louise's expression, which appeared both perplexed and distracted, Lilliana inquired
"Are your spirits around?"
"…. Yes"
Louise nodded in confirmation, and Lilliana responded with a simple, "I see."
However, this time, Lilliana discreetly reinforced a mana barrier around herself, an invisible shield meant to be prepared in case the situation took an unfavorable turn.
Despite Lilliana harboring suspicions regarding Louise's involvement in the events at the commercial district, she chose to approach the situation with caution.
The seemingly cute and innocent girl before her did not alter the fact that Louise was the academy's most wanted terrorist and a notorious murderer, responsible for the deaths of numerous individuals on that fateful day.
Lilliana, sharp and perceptive, understood that there had to be a purpose behind Adrian bringing Louise here.
Assessing the unfolding scenario, she swiftly grasped the reasons behind Louise's presence and her sudden disappearance. Lilliana lacked details on how Adrian managed to conceal Louise without anyone noticing, but an intuition nagged at her, warning that harming Louise might incur Adrian's wrath. She couldn't shake the feeling that Adrian had a plan or reasons for orchestrating this situation.
'He must have his reasons, but I can't help but be annoyed by it, what is up with this girl that he's wiling to protect her to this extent?'
'And does he have a thing for blonde hairs?'
Lilliana internally grumbled while looking at the two blonde beauties in front of her.
Despite Lilliana's meticulous efforts to conceal the mana barrier enveloping her body, Aria detected it almost immediately.
While Louise and her spirits remained oblivious to this hidden layer of defense, Aria's heightened awareness picked up on the subtle traces of magic weaving around Lilliana.
'Why did she cast a barrier? Is she preparing for a fight?'
The tension in the room escalated as Aria, perceptive as always, questioned the sudden appearance of a protective barrier.
Suspicion lingered in the air, prompting Aria to ready a defensive spell, anticipating a potential conflict.
The silence that enveloped the room was finally shattered when the intense gaze in Lilliana's eyes softened and her countenance shifted.
Lilliana's gaze shifted between Louise and Aria, and with a sense of formality, she extended a key toward Aria.
"Here"
"Elder sister this is?"
Aria, puzzled by this unexpected gesture, inquired about the purpose of the key.
"It's the key to a currently vacant room here at Lucian Hall. You may keep the room; I've already asked the school head for permission, so feel free to use it" Lilliana explained, her tone carrying a mix of politeness and calculated intent.
Aria, while appreciative of the offered accommodation, couldn't help but feel a tinge of discontent. She quickly realized that this was, in essence, Lilliana's way of orchestrating her departure from Adrian's room.
"Elder sister, I appreciate your gift, but as you already know, the principal assigned and gave me the privilege to use this room as Adrian is still away. Besides, it may not look like it, but Louise needs me right now" Aria asserted, her voice holding a firm yet respectful tone. She directed a meaningful look at Louise, prompting her to nod in agreement.
"T-that's right, Lady Lilliana. Aria has been a great help, and I feel safer with her around" Louise added, her words expressing gratitude for Aria's support.
"And besides—"
But Louise couldn't finish her words as she saw a green-haired woman with emerald eyes floating in mid-air. Their eyes locked, and the green-haired woman smiled at her. Louise could sense that the beautiful woman in front of her wasn't human but a very powerful high-ranking spirit.
"Are you Louise?"
"Y-yes?"
"Louise?" called out Aria.
Aria and Lilliana looked at Louise as if she was crazy. Louise suddenly looked up mid-sentence and seemingly talked into thin air. Although they were aware of Louise's special gift of seeing and hearing spirits, they still found it weird seeing someone suddenly talking to nothing.
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C110: Where is Adrian?
"Are you Louise?"
"Y-yes?"
"Who are you?"
Cecilia exclaimed in surprise as she didn't even notice another high-ranking spirit, like her, entering the room without her knowledge. She didn't sense or notice the lady-like spirit.
But one thing she did know was that whoever this spirit was, she was on par with her if not stronger. Luckily, she could also feel that the green-haired spirit's nature was more akin to nature itself reminiscent of the forest, so fighting her wasn't a problem.
As a fire spirit, she would have the advantage. The only reason she didn't burn her right away for suddenly approaching Louise was that she could feel no animosity coming from her.
"Hmm… are you two the spirits my master kept telling me to be wary about?" asked Meralda curiously as she scanned the gigantic stone gorilla and the gigantic flaming serpent.
Meralda landed on the floor and lifted the ends of her dress upwards with both hands while gesturing a graceful bow. "Nice to meet you, oh great spirits. Nice to meet you as well, Lady Louise. My name is Meralda, the great spirit of the forest. My master, Adrian, has sent me here to aid you for the time being that he's away."
"But it seems you didn't really need me to begin with…." Said Meralda as she looked at the abandunce of people in the room right now.
And looking at the way Louise looked Adrian's worry for neglecting her for a week wasn't really necessary in the first place.
'It seems she can take care of herself and she even has a lot people looking after her, master's worries weren't really necessary huh, well I guess it's a good thing to make sure, as I was one of the reasons as to why she got neglected in the first place'
"Nice to meet you as well… But wait, Master Adrian? Are you Adrian's spirit? Why did he send you? And what do you mean away? Is he not coming back yet?" said Louise as she stood up, finding it absurd and worrying about what happened to Adrian and what's taking him so long.
He didn't even tell her or anyone, for that matter, where he had gone after the incident. Louise was also slightly furious as to why Adrian never told her he was contracted with a high-ranking spirit.
'Just where is that big dummy? And how many more secrets does he have? First, I found out he has some weird portal-like ability, as well as the fact that he can use auras comparable to high-ranking knights. Now I later find out that he's in a relationship with the saintess'
'Although Aria never confirmed it, her subtle actions and the way she never confirms nor denies fondness over Adrian made it obvious that she had a thing or two for Adrian'
'Not to mention Lady Lilliana in front of me right now. Adrian was hiding too many things, and above all, most of it was questionable, especially his relationship with Aria and Lilliana'
Although Lilliana, Aria, and everyone else in the room were slightly creeped out when Louise spoke in mid-air upon mentioning Adrian's name, everybody's attention was captivated.
Recognizing that the situation was becoming more complex, Meralda materialized herself, unveiling her ethereal beauty to every ordinary person in the room. Lilliana, Aria, Analise, and Salik were all taken aback, surprised by the sudden appearance of the stunning green-haired lady.
With a graceful bow, Meralda introduced herself once again, her emerald eyes glinting mischievously. The reactions of those in the room varied, providing her with some amusement. Lilliana, in particular, regarded her with a hint of bloodlust, prompting Meralda to wonder what might have irked the elegant lady.
'What did I say that made her mad?'
As for Aria, her response was peculiar. Meralda caught her grumbling, "I don't care at this point," while shooting her an odd stare.
Analise, on the other hand, greeted Meralda's introduction with a warm smile, radiating a genuine friendliness.
Salik, the ever-reliable butler, appeared momentarily taken aback by Meralda's ethereal beauty, his usual composed demeanor showing a crack.
"So where exactly is Adrian?" asked Louise in a serious voice.
Everyone in the room waited for Meralda to answer.
…..
With heavy breaths, a girl as pale as freshly fallen snow and eyes as deep and crimson as the finest rubies, abruptly woke from her slumber. Her long, beautiful, and slightly curly blonde locks cascaded down her back as she swiftly raised her body in a fluid motion. Taking in her surroundings, all she could perceive was an impenetrable darkness that clung to the air.
The red gleam in her eyes intensified for some inexplicable reason. Despite just rousing from her sleep, an unquenchable thirst gripped her very essence, a longing so profound that it surpassed the capacity of consuming an entire barrel of wine. It was a thirst that seemed to reach into the very core of her being, hinting at a profound and mysterious nature.
"So, you're awake…."
Uttered a voice that slithered beside her. The girl instinctively covered her ears, as though the gentle tone carried the weight of thunderous resonance, causing discomfort to echo through her senses. Turning her gaze to the source, she found a woman with fiery crimson hair, possessing a similar ethereal paleness.
The crimson-haired woman's mouth seemed to salivate at the sight of the blood coursing through her neck. Strangely, though, the girl couldn't muster the will to attack. Instead, an overpowering compulsion to serve the person standing before her dominated her thoughts. The inexplicable force held her in thrall, bending her will to the mysterious figure.
Suddenly, a searing headache gripped her skull, threatening to shatter it into a million pieces. As the pain intensified, a flood of images rushed into her consciousness – memories that had been dormant until now. Overwhelmed, she recoiled from the figure before her, instinctively crawling backward. However, her retreat was abruptly halted by an imperceptible barrier.
"Where am I? Who are you?" she stammered, her confusion evident.
"Me? Let's just say I'm your mother for now," the enigmatic figure replied.
"Aghh!" The girl screamed in response to the voice, its intensity piercing through her mind like a relentless siren.
"Are your senses experiencing overload? It makes sense, considering you aren't a natural-born vampire. Those newly upgraded senses must be overwhelming for you at the moment."
Suddenly, the crimson-haired lady snapped her fingers, capturing Schwi Heiron's attention. The red-haired woman's eyes glowed a deep red, and she locked eyes with the bewildered girl.
"Schwi Heiron, daughter of Duke Heiron, remember well, you are human," the mysterious lady declared.
"I... am... human" Schwi repeated slowly, her mind processing the revelation as she momentarily drifted into a daze before returning to her senses.
As she looked around, everything seemed clearer, the noise, the itchiness, and even the overwhelming thirst were gone.
"Feeling better now?" the crimson-haired lady inquired.
"What did you do to me?" Schwi asked with a hint of suspicion.
"Don't worry. I simply applied a bit of hypnosis with my natural charm to make you think and believe you are human. Though your strength is still that of a vampire, so be cautious with things you grip; you could probably crush a stone with your bare hands right now."
"Hypnosis, vampire... Don't tell me?" Schwi's voice trembled with disbelief.
"What did you do to me!?" she screamed, attempting to rise, only to be forcefully brought back to her knees.
Charlotte knelt down and patted the fallen Schwi with a somewhat sarcastic clap. She looked at Schwi with an air of pity.
"Yes... Congratulations, Schwi Heiron. You're probably the first person in history to become a mid-ranking vampire after just waking up. Maybe you were born to become a vampire?" Charlotte remarked, her tone laced with a hint of irony.
"Now then rise up…... someone's waiting for you"
"W-wait"
Schwi couldn't even resist as the red-haired lady grabbed her hand dragging her out of the dark room against her will.
In reluctant compliance, as they walked inside the smoke of darkness the scene changed and Schwi found herself being led through a labyrinthine corridor. The air was heavy with an unsettling atmosphere, and Schwi's senses, though numbed by the mysterious hypnosis, still tingled with an unexplained tension.
As they walked, Schwi stole furtive glances at her captor. The crimson-haired lady, Charlotte, exuded an air of regality mixed with an unsettling allure. Her movements were calculated, and every step seemed deliberate, echoing a predator's grace.
Questions swirled in Schwi's mind, a tempest of confusion. 'Where am I? What is this place? And why does this woman claim to be my mother?'
The revelation of her vampiric nature added another layer of complexity to her already befuddled state.
Finally, they reached a grand chamber, adorned with opulent decorations. In the center, a figure stood shrouded in shadows. Charlotte released Schwi's hand, allowing her to approach the mysterious presence.
As Schwi stepped into the dim light, the figure revealed itself – a man with dark hair and piercing grey eyes that seemed to pierce through the veil of her confusion. His gaze locked onto Schwi, and a sly smile played on his lips.
"Y-you???"
"Welcome, Schwi Heiron long time no, see?"
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C111: Unexpected life
Life, with its unpredictable twists and turns, often unfolds in ways that defy expectation. It's a tapestry woven with threads of chance, luck, and the unforeseen. Take, for instance, the tale of a struggling salaryman navigating the harsh rigors of daily life.
Each day may feel like a relentless battle, a constant struggle for survival in an unforgiving world. Yet, hidden beneath the surface of this arduous existence, a stroke of luck might be waiting to alter the course of his destiny.
Imagine waking up one day, the monotony of your routine shattered by the incredible news that you, the weary salaryman, are now the grand winner of a lottery.
Suddenly, the burdens of financial strain are lifted, replaced by the promise of a brighter future. The once elusive dreams of a comfortable life, free from the shackles of financial struggle, become attainable, all thanks to an unexpected stroke of luck.
On the other side of life's spectrum, picture a child confined to a hospital bed, grappling with the challenges of a chronic illness that has defined their existence.
Days blend into nights as medical treatments and the relentless fight against pain become the norm. Then, in a miraculous turn of events, a breakthrough occurs.
The child, whose life was once overshadowed by the specter of illness, is now cured because a kind hearted sponsor helped you. The darkness lifts, and a new chapter, vibrant with health and possibilities, begins.
These stories remind us that life's greatest surprises often unfold when we least anticipate them. Whether it's a sudden windfall or a miraculous recovery, the unexpected has the power to transform not only individual lives but also the lives of those connected to these twists of fate. It's a testament to the unpredictable, awe-inspiring nature of the journey we all navigate through the labyrinth of existence.
Life is an unpredictable journey, and mine took a turn I never saw coming. Imagine graduating from college, ready to face the world, only to find that most of your friends chose a path of adventure, becoming raiders in a world filled with dungeons/monsters and uncertainties.
Meanwhile, there I was, engrossed in reading a cliché yet popular novel, unwittingly setting the stage for a series of unexpected events that would redefine my existence.
The novel, which I hadn't even finished, became the catalyst for the most peculiar predicament I'd ever faced – a sudden transmigration into the body of a character named Adrian Vulter Tellus.
The assimilation of Adrian's memories within me blurred the lines between his experiences and mine. It was as if I had been granted an extra life, thrust into a world with odds seemingly stacked against me.
The circumstances of this world were far from favorable, and I couldn't help feeling that the universe had a peculiar grudge against me. The transmigration wasn't my doing in the first place "FUCK!"
And the goddess responsible for this cosmic twist spoke of "memoirs of the universe" a concept so bizarre and probably utter BS, that even my parents were oblivious to its existence.
From being an abandoned baby on the streets to a child raised by gods, my life had taken unexpected turns, each chapter marked by unforeseen events.
I'm probably the living embodiment of life's capacity to surprise.
The world I found myself in was far from ordinary. The very sight before me defied all expectations, a surreal blend of the fantastical and the eerie.
Where one might anticipate the warmth of a familiar face, I was greeted by the visage of a gigantic crow head with a multitude of eyes staring intently in my direction.
"You're awake, Ian" spoke my aunt, her voice carrying a peculiar blend of avian characteristics and human resonance.
For most, the sound would be a disconcerting mixture of gentle tones and nerve-wracking nuances, but for me, it was a familiar melody that provided a sense of comfort amid the unfamiliarity of this realm, a temporary escape from the absence of my family.
The pain in my body was momentarily forgotten as I attempted to express my joy.
"Aunt! ... Ugh! ... Ouch"
I exclaimed, scrambling to rise and envelop her in a hug. However, an unexpected surge of pain coursed through my body, a stark reminder of the physical toll of my current situation.
"Calm down, Ian. I'm not going anywhere," she reassured me, her gentle touch patting my head. "I've missed you... No, we all missed you."
"Same goes for me, Aunty" I responded, my senses gradually sharpening as the fog of confusion lifted. The realization dawned on me that my aunt was indeed right in front of me.
"Wait, this isn't a dream, right?"
In a moment of confirmation, she pinched my cheek, and the sting served as a tangible reminder that the surreal circumstances were, in fact, my new reality.
"It isn't."
"H-how are you here? What happened? Don't tell me you did the same thing as Sis. You know that's dangerous even for you, right? I can understand Sis' situation as she can hide even from the gods above. Manifesting an incarnated body isn't exactly the right choice right now. You know the goddess of this world is hellbent on killing us, right? And—"
"Okay, shut it," said my aunt as she closed my mouth with her fingers. "Didn't I tell you to calm down? Geez, that worrywart nature of yours when it comes to us really hasn't changed much, huh, Ian?" She chuckled a little. "First of all, don't worry about me. The goddess won't come and harm me even if I present myself in the open."
"Huh, what do you—"
"Shush... let me finish... Did Nyarla already tell you about our situation?"
"Yes."
"Then that makes things easier to explain. Right now, Mother and our other family members are currently having a stalemate in the breach between this world's divine realm and ours. Although one of us is all it takes to erase this world's inhabitants, including its incredibly weak deities, even with the goddess being provided energy from the law of causality, forcefully breaking the barrier she placed is easy if we were to undergo our true forms. But you know that has multiple risks, right?"
"One of them is because of me, huh?"
Aunt didn't even have to answer, as the small smile she made clarified everything. So, what she's basically saying is they can't go all out because of me. It makes sense, as the moment their true forms come into this realm, this whole world would probably shatter by their sheer presence alone, killing all of its inhabitants and me in the process. Although they had the option to take me to our personal realm if the situation were ever to come to that, it seems the promise I made for them during my 8th birthday prevented it, huh.
….
In a dark but lively room, I was looking at a pretty luxurious cake that had 8 candles on it. Five other people were around me.
"Ian, what's your wish?" asked an extremely beautiful black-haired lady dressed in an outfit reminiscent of galaxies – it was my adoptive mother… no, she was my mother.
"I—I…."
Everyone waited for my answer, and I'm sure everyone here can, somehow, one way or another, grant it.
I couldn't answer right away, as throughout my life, I've never received or even had a cake. Everything just changed when the lady in front of me took me and chose to take care of me 2 years ago.
At first, I thought she would just take care of me for a few weeks like any other adults who seemingly adopted me at the orphanage only to return me. But this lady was different – she was kind, caring, gentle, and above all, she really made me feel like family in just a span of a few months.
During that whole process, as I got introduced to her family, a whole new world was introduced to me. In the two years I've spent time together with them, I've learned things that I shouldn't even probably see or hear about in the first place.
I even know beneath the beautiful human-like faces, everyone in the room had a cosmic horror hidden inside. But it didn't bother me one bit because, for me, they were family.
It didn't bother me, but the way they treated human lives really bothered me. Although I can understand it from their perspective – only humans that hold significant importance can be treated like actual humans, like in my case, for example. The way they did awful and despicable things to a person that even downright touched them made even the 8-year-old me find it despicable.
As such, although it was a bit greedy, I made a wish that changed their whole view and aspect, not just on humans, but on life itself.
"I wish that this family stays strong and united… and… I wish that my family would never harm the innocent… that's all."
I closed my eyes as I made my wish in a nervous voice, but their loud laughter made me confused. I was so sure I would get scolded for making them adjust to my request.
"HAHAHAHA, is that all you really wished for, Ian? A bit simple, don't you think?" said my dad with laughter.
"Indeed, even humans can fulfill that promise, wish more, Ian," said my brother.
"I think it's a cute wish though?" said my sister.
Aunty just chuckled in the corner, while Mom looked at me with caring eyes.
"Is that all you really wish, baby?" she said while hugging my small body from behind.
"Y-yeshh—"
"Hahhaha." The room was filled with laughter as they laughed and chuckled at me for slipping my tongue.
Mom chuckled in a soothing voice.
"Then this, we promise to you, Ian. Your wish is our command."
…..
Now that I think about it, wasn't I really lucky for randomly going out that night, even ignoring the orphanage curfew, to see the first snow of winter? If I wasn't around the backyard playing in the middle of the night, I probably wouldn't have met Mom. Anyways, even if Aunt said that the goddess won't harm her, we can't be too sure and complacent. Even with all the things she said making sense, I still don't get why she would risk coming here. If it was just to visit me, I'm very thankful, but I can't have them risking their very souls because of me.
"What exactly is everyone planning, aunty?"
She smiled while looking at me. Although her bird-like head didn't have lips, the subtle curve of her lips was enough of an indication.
"Since we can't face the goddess head-on, let's just say we used a very barbaric method of fighting her – by using her methods straight back at her. Soon, a fight between gods would probably happen in this mortal realm."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll tell you the rest later; your face is really stressed out right now. For now, sleep. Your body is still tired from the summoning ritual."
"Summoning ritual?"
I asked, seemingly confused. Although I did faint somewhere in that area, I'm pretty sure the main cause of my tired body was Elaniel. Speaking of which, where was she?
Then, that's when I noticed the runes that surrounded my body.
"Don't tell me... Did you guys use my body as a catalyst to summon you into this world?"
"Yes."
I couldn't even find words to reply as my vision darkened, and I fell asleep once more.
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MY FAMILY IN THE NOVEL?C112: Plans for the future
Waking up once again, I found myself alone in my room.
The good thing was that the pain throughout my body was gone now.
'But seriously though, did she really have to make me her catalyst?'
'Can't she just use sis's energy for that? Is she punishing me or something?'
I got up quickly and noticed that I was completely naked.
'Did they not even bother to dress me up after the summoning ritual or whatever'
But now that I look at it, it seems all the runes embedded on my body was gone now.
"Wow! You probably could put Zeus to shame if he sees that."
Surprised by the voice that came from behind me.
I turned around and saw a young boy with black hair and completely golden eyes that somehow reminded me of Analise.
I would've found his appearance quite cute if not for the fact that he's staring at my sword right now.
"Y-you, who are you, and please stop staring."
"Haha, sorry, got ahead of myself there. My name's LOKI, the Norse pantheon's god of mischief, trickery, and deception. Nice to meet you, Ian Astrea."
He introduced himself with a slight bow while making small eye contact with me. The aura that exuded from his body indicated that he was indeed telling the truth, as I could sense divinity from his words.
Why is a god like him even here? Dad did mention that he was friends with one of the gods from the Norse pantheon, but I didn't expect it to be Loki, though. Is he part of the plan?
"So, you're that Loki?"
I said while looking at him up and down.
I was actually expecting Loki to look like a tall, handsome man with slightly long black hair, wearing a green Asgardian armored suit with a helmet that has huge pointy horns.
Not a child in his pants...
I guess I consumed too much media and cinema, huh.
"The one and only," he said proudly while tapping his chest.
"The one that impregnated a horse?"
"We don't talk about that!"
Loki exclaimed in embarrassment, getting closer to me while covering my mouth with both his hands. He looked rather ridiculous floating in mid-air in front of me, with a panicked look written across his face.
'This really isn't something you would expect to see from a god.'
"Seriously, why do humans make up the most absurd stories about the gods… Though most of it were true though…" grumbled Loki in a hushed voice.
'I guess that story about him impregnating a horse was true huh? Does that mean most mythological stories about the gods were true then? How interesting…'
It seems my gaze both suspicious and intrigue got under Loki's skin too much as he changed the subject right away.
"A-anyways dress up already, your aunt is waiting for you at the dining room"
Realizing that I was still completely butt naked while a floating child was right next to me, did I only realize how creepily disgusting the whole situation looked.
"U-uhm can you please stop staring at me?"
"Oh oops. Sorry couldn't help it" said Loki as he scratched his head.
As I was making my way to the large wardrobe by the side of my bed Loki called out to me.
"Hey what are you doing?"
"Dressing up?"
'Can't he see the obvious?'
"Don't tell me your parents didn't teach you divine garment yet?"
"Teach me about what?"
"This"
SNAP!
With a snap of his fingers, my body was engulfed in an intense glow of golden light, a brief spectacle of radiant energy that transformed my attire and overall appearance.
In the blink of an eye, I found myself clad in a meticulously tailored, luxurious black suit.
The ensemble exuded sophistication, complemented by the presence of an exceptionally handsome watch that outshone even the most prestigious timepieces from my previous world.
Surveying myself in the mirror, I marveled at the impeccable styling of my hair, which now bore the refined essence of a distinguished CEO from one of those captivating office dramas seen on television.
The transformation was nothing short of remarkable, prompting a subtle whistle of appreciation to escape my lips.
With a mischievous grin, Loki inquired.
"Like it?"
Astonished by the sudden transformation of my attire, I responded with an enthusiastic.
"Yes"
Curiosity sparked; I couldn't help but question.
"But wait, you can use divine energy to manifest clothes?"
The realization struck me – this ability could have proven incredibly useful during my college days, especially when I found myself rushing to classes, grappling with the daily dilemma of selecting the perfect outfit.
Recollections surfaced of my ex-girlfriend playfully pointing out my repetitive wardrobe choices, a predicament that might have been effortlessly alleviated with such divine sartorial skills.
"Yes, divine energy—no matter its concept or origin—finds its roots in the very essence of creation itself. To wield it, all you have to do is access its memories, extract it, calculate the requisite energy, and compress it carefully to prevent it from overpowering or consuming your own divinity. Then, you can use it to manifest and create various things, like this."
As Loki elucidated the process, I found myself in awe of the intricate nature of divine energy manipulation. Expressing my amazement but at the same time….
"That sounds a lot more complicated than I imagined."
Loki, with a hint of frustration, responded.
"I know, right? It's exasperating to think that gods of creation can perform these feats by instinct. Why wasn't I born with the concept of creation?"
The whimsical complaints of a god added a touch of humor to the conversation.
"I think your concept is more than plenty enough"
Loki turned out to be quite different from my preconceived notions.
Among all the gods I had encountered, he appeared to be the most nonchalant.
His demeanor lacked the typical arrogance that gods often displayed when dealing with mortals.
Instead of casting disdainful glances, Loki regarded me with an expression akin to that of an uncle looking at his nephew, a surprisingly reassuring demeanor.
Meeting gods with Loki's disposition was a refreshing change.
I'd gladly opt for encounters with such gods any day over the prickly and irritating deities like Ra or others of the sort.
"Does that mean essentially all gods can access the divinity of creation?"
"Yes, but only a small amount of it, around 0.01 perhaps? Only gods of creation have the privilege to use and access it too its full potential"
"I see, I guess I should ask sis or aunt to teach me later"
Chuckling slightly Loki floated behind me and pushed me forward.
"Now let's go your aunt has a lot if things to tell you"
….
"Good morning, Adrian, or should I say good afternoon now, fufu," my aunt chuckled a little.
"Yes, good morning as well, Aunty… And Charlotte?"
I turned to the side and saw a woman dressed in a princess-like white dress.
Her crimson hair and eyes complemented the dress, enhancing her already beautiful figure and face.
She appeared slightly startled, fear evident in her eyes, and her mouth trembled a little.
"G-good morning to you as w-well, y-young master A-Adrian. I hope you had a good rest"
She stammered, with hiccups interrupting her words.
I guess it makes sense, considering the lady—or perhaps the lady with the large crow head next to her.
"Yes…."
'Why is she even here? I was pretty sure I left her back at Sis' pocket domain'
"Master!!!"
Suddenly, a person grabbed me from behind, and I immediately recognized who it was based on her soothing warm voice and a scent reminiscent of flowers in an open field in the forest.
"Meralda."
I turned around and hugged her, and in turn, she hugged me even tighter.
Well, this was unexpected.
I never would've thought that there would come a day that Meralda would be this open in her care about me.
She seemed to be slightly teary as well as she continued to hug me.
"Thank you master"
She said in a hushed voice.
"…. Thanks?"
She just smiled while looking up at me, the gentle and loving look she had, only added more confusion for me.
'Since when was she this affectionate for me?'
'Did something happen?'
'And why is she thanking me all of a sudden is she that relieved about me waking up?'
"Okay…. Spare the small talk later Meralda, we have a lot of things to talk about Ian"
"I-I'm sorry Lady Avian…. I shall take my leave now"
Bowing her head in apology Meralda quickly left the room in a rush, even Loki who was whistling in mid air left the dining room.
The doors closed on their own, and now only Aunt, Charlotte, and I were left in the room.
If anyone were to see Charlotte right now, one would think only two people were here, as she looked so pale in nervousness that she almost seemed like a translucent ghost.
"Don't worry about her, Adrian. I took a liking to her back at Nyarla's domain, so I made her mine."
It seems Aunt noticed me staring at Charlotte with a curious gaze and provided me with an answer. But...
"Did you just say you claimed her because you took a liking to her? She's not a toy, you know."
"Of course, that's not all, you know. This kid's got a lot of potential, especially her metamorphosis. You should've seen her transform into a flock of crows; they were really beautiful."
So basically, you liked her because she can transform into a crow.
I just stared at her in silence, not knowing what to say back to my aunt.
Suddenly, the door opened once again, and the moment I turned around, all I saw were massive, huge bundles of fluffiness, breasts bouncing up and down coming straight at my face.
"Father~!"
Elaniel exclaimed while hugging me so tightly that I could feel my bones breaking at any point, my head now completely inside her ample melons.
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