A warm gust of air brushed across Malon’s graceful sleeping face, slightly swaying his mushroom hair to the side.
As the bright rays of sunlight broke through the mushroom canopies to hit his face, his eyes slowly opened.
He felt pain radiating through his entire body at once, so he knew he couldn’t move. Still, he forced himself to lift his head and look down at his body.
He was covered from his hip down with a blanket, but above that, his entire body was bandaged. It seed the bandaging was head-to-toe like a mummy.
He was on a bed in a fair-sized room. There was a window right beside him which he looked out of.
Down in the field below, he saw a training ground with 4 figures seemingly dueling together. Spread out around the large field were also more groups of other Hunter’s training.
Multiple light footsteps approached from the hallway.
"Finally woke up huh?" Tyr said, entering the room and walking to the side of the bed.
"Tyr... w-where am I? What happened?" Malon’s voice was still a bit coarse from all the screaming the day prior. But, he sounded a bit relieved to see Tyr.
"Well, you passed out after fighting your uncle."
"D-did I win!?" Malon’s eyes expanded. He tried to sit up, but nearly threw up from the pain and had to imdiately lay back down again.
"Chill man, you won. Take it easy, you won’t be able to do much for a while. You’ve been out for a day."
Malon let out a large sigh of relief as he heard this, letting his body sink into the bed.
"Wierd... your shield suddenly multiplying in size by such a degree," Tyr exclaid, making Malon’s eyebrows furrow.
"That’s right... That’s why I won." Malon paused, thinking back to that mont and rembering why that happened.
"It wasn’t just larger in size, but Aura coated its every surface. It was much, much stronger than a normal shield that size. Still, the size was incredible. I doubt I can do it again even if I tried my hardest."
"Maybe it was a last-ditch effort by your body to survive," Tyr replied as another voice suddenly sounded from the doorway.
"Life isn’t a movie where that random fantasy crap happens, Tyr." Hanzo said, walking into the room.
"W-wait a minute... you’re Hanzo! Hanzo Elec, Mother Gaia’s Gift!" Malon’s expression changed to excitent and shock as he saw Hanzo.
"Uh... right. Nice to et ya’, Malon was it? Tyr told all about you as I was patching you up..."
"Yes! Thank you very much! Im a big fan! You are the human who received Mother Gaia’s boon... how exhilarating to see you in person!" Malon exclaid in eagerness.
"No problem."
"What were you talking about a second ago?" Tyr continued, curious, "Do you know why his shield increased in size?"
Hanzo paused, "Not exactly, but I have an idea. Ancestral Abilities are unique and are still a mystery mostly to humanity and in fact every other species on Subworld. But, from what I understand, our Ancestral Abilities might not just be randomly chosen."
"Really? That’s different from what you told outside of Drance." Tyr replied.
"Well, I was trying to simplify it then. And for all we know, it could be random as well. But from the evidence so far, that doesn’t seem to be the case." Hanzo replied as the two in front of him silently gawked at him with intrigue filling their pupils.
"Most likely, your own ancestors choose your Ancestral Ability. And since the Gods are also our old ancestors, sotis the ability is chosen by them. That is why I believe so of us get their Boons."
He looked at Malon.
"That is also why I believe your Ancestral Ability awakening had to do with your ancestors. You probably haven’t noticed it yet yourself, but you’ve broken into the next Rank, Malon."
"What?" Malon was taken aback, "But I wasn’t even close... I needed a lot more Aura and ti to cultivate it before my Aura Core was strong enough to break through."
"Yes, and that’s why what happened was so confusing. But, the only explanation is that your ancestors gave you their own Aura. It obviously doesn’t happen often, but it seems it isn’t an impossible occurrence. You got so much Aura from them that it was enough to make you break through into another Rank, which, of course, evolves your Ancestral Ability. Hence why you could summon a giant shield, and probably still can when recovered."
Tyr was amazed to hear all of this. ’To think that’s possible... how insane. Scan.’
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Na: Malon Hevest
Age: 21 Years
Power Level: 105
Rank: Adept
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’So its fully true...’ Tyr said to himself in astonishnt, ’He got so much Aura that he leveled up in taphorical power levels by 25 goddamn levels.’
However, Tyr noticed sothing that caught his attention, ’Still... he’s weaker in power level than his uncle, who was level 110.’
"Even if you ranked up, Malon, you are only at the very beginning of Adept Rank. While on the other hand, your uncle was a bit farther down the line. He was stronger than you in most aspects." Tyr said to Malon, who was slightly confused by this statent.
"Yeah..." Malon replied.
"You know what that ans right? The thing that beat him was the fact that your Ancestral Ability was simply superior to even his." Tyr grinned big.
Malon couldn’t help but smile as well, "Yeah... that’s right." He suddenly broke out into laughter, "Hahaha!"
Tyr couldn’t contain himself either, "Ahaha!"
The laughter ensued for a couple seconds longer.
"How about you join Ultimatum!?" Tyr suddenly blurted out.
"Huh!?" Hanzo said, one of his eyebrows raised in confusion.
"W-what!?" Malon exclaid, utterly perplexed.
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Author Note: Yo! I want to thank you all for reading up until this point! After this Chapter, Tyr and his group will officially begin their first large hunter mission which has been long awaited. If you are excited, let know by showing your support by voting! I have a lot planned, and I can’t wait to share it with you all. Thanks again for all the support up until now!
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