The story of the tiless assassin was a taboo in the modern universe where gods were assud to be immortals.
In the last 2000 years, since the 'Great Betrayal' occured, not a single God had died, and the universe seed to have forgotten the reign of terror that the Tiless Assassin left behind, where even gods were punished and killed without rcy for their cris.
However, with the tiless assassin dead and his thods to kill gods extinct, there was no longer any check or balance to the tyranny of gods, most of whom had grown quite unruly over the last 2000 years.
In the universe, while many types of races and classifications technically existed, there was only one classification that mattered most, which was the distinction between a three dinsional being called a 'mortal', and a four dinsional being called a 'god'.
A mortal, which was the na assigned to all warriors up-till the rank of a transcendent, was a being that existed within the constraints of space and ti, a.k.a the three dinsions of reality.
They could be hurt using three dinsional weapons and could die quite easily if their physical body perished.
While on the other hand, a god was a warrior that had fully grasped the law of ti, integrating themselves fully to the origin stream, making themselves impervious to mortal weapons.
For a god, reversing their body's state to a mont before sustaining an injury was as effortless as breathing. This ability ant that, even if wounded in battle, they could simply restore themselves to an uninjured state with ease, rendering the task of killing them nearly impossible.
They lived beyond the constraints of ti and were hence not limited to existing in a single location, or a single physical body.
As long as their consciousness remained intact, a god lived on, which was why very few thods remained to kill such a being, with the Tiless Assassin having invented every last one of them.
As the reaper of gods, the Tiless Assassin was feared throughout the universe and hailed by all mortals as the upholder of justice and peace, however, after falling at the Great Betrayal 2000 years ago, his legacy was deliberately pushed into shambles.
Erased from history books and the minds of all mortals who lived at the ti, the legacy of the Tiless Assassin was slowly wiped extinct in the millennia to co, with his na completely wiped off from the collective consciousness in the modern age.
Only historic families with untouchable records now rembered the na of the God Reaper, with most of these families hailing from godly bloodlines who did not wish to see his resurgence.
A few months after his death, the god of wisdom, who was one of the architects responsible for killing the tiless assassin, suddenly prophesied his return through one of his descendants in the future, which caused a frenzy amongst all gods to hunt down all those who bore the tiless assassin's blood.
Unfortunately for the gods however, the Tiless Assassin proved to be a prolific womanizer, with his blood running strong in many noble families, making it impossible for his genes to go completely extinct.
However, with the gods having knowledge of the exact traits to look out for when searching for potential candidates bearing the Tiless Assassin's blood, every single one of the Tiless Assassin's descendents were rcilessly killed when any of them even showed slight promise.
The trait [Parallel Processing] was one such genetic ability, which was known to be passed down only amongst descendents of the Tiless Assassin, which was why when Mu Fan read the report in her hand, felt as shocked as she did.
The captain that had sent out the ssage was sure to be a low levelled individual who did not understand the true significance of such a bloodline trait erging in one of his passengers, as according to protocol, he was supposed to execute the possessor of such a skill on the spot.
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(Mu Fan's POV)
Mu Fan tapped the heels of her feet rapidly when she read the letter, as her brain began thinking about the potential consequence of letting such a man live at full speed.
Designated as the point of contact to recruit Leo Skyshard into the Mu Clan, Mu Fan knew that she was the only individual who currently knew about the kids true genetic heritage, which was why she found herself in the unique position to do sothing unorthodox.
'Earth?' she wondered, as the image of a backwater planet on the fringes of the universe, cut off from the bustling veins of the Rainbow Stream popped into her head.
'How could the blood of the Tiless Assassin, one of the most powerful and feared beings in history, survive and erge in such an isolated, insignificant corner of existence?' she thought, her teeth grinding softly.
Earth was a mana-less planet, a place where no self-respecting god or transcendent warrior would bother setting even a single foot on.
And yet, here it was—a report confirming that a child, a passenger from Earth, bore the [Parallel Processing] trait.
Mu Fan couldn't suppress the chill that ran down her spine. This wasn't just so anomaly; it was fate laughing in the face of divine authority.
"Did the Assassin plan this? Did he foresee his blood spreading to the most remote corners of the universe, far beyond the prying eyes of the gods?" She mused, her fingers crumpling the edges of the ssage paper.
For thousands of years, the gods had hunted down every descendant, every flicker of the Assassin's legacy. And yet, in the forgotten ruins of Earth, a spark seed to have survived.
A spark, which if used correctly, could help Mu Fan achieve her long-standing dream of revenge.
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