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In due ti, Irauk as well as the others arrived back at the seated area. Initially, their section only housed the Great and Supre Family mbers, however, with this odd situation, they made an exception. Irauk convinced them to allow Apollo's family mbers to co forth.
Specifically, they did so to ask a few simple questions—for one, who this person's parents were and secondly, what type of cultivation technique did he practice. Compared to the rest, he was the only anomaly there. Besides Irauk and his results from the potential assessnt, they were unaware of who this person was.
Hence, they needed to collect information and fast. After all, Nivel had alerted them of the "prophetic words". The birth of such a Supre Child with unnatural talent was sure to be an unpleasant on. Perhaps, the prophecy was already in motion.
Nevertheless, both Kayn and Cynthia arrived in haste. But, when she saw the vacancy on Aaron's right side, she trembled and turned extrely pale. Painfully, she lifted her arm and touched her son. Like the rest, when they lost sight of the image, she was unaware of what was taking place.
Now she knew; terrible things happened. Not only did his body seem damaged, she felt a familiar aura from him, "D-...did they do this to you, dear? Was it them? Please, tell it wasn't them," Cynthia muttered with a shaky voice.
anwhile, Aaron raised his head from looking at his own wound. "Mom, do you know soone nad Aran? Also, why did he insist that I was from so clan known as the Dongguangs? Also, he used this type of strike that damaged , but I could feel none of the strikes were truly fatal. Instead, it was as if he was seeking to verify my identity."
"Erm… that's because… Aran, I believe that's the na of your older half-brother," Cynthia replied, but her eyes remained stuck on his absent shoulder. This type of injury was known to present adversity in the pursuit of cultivation. After all, to cultivate, one needed to utilize all their ridians.
This was true for the ones in the arm as well. Without a complete structure of ridians, his potential would fall to a much lower level, unless he grasped so type of special thod. Such as the harmony of Spiritual and Natural Essence, or the lding of Intent into Essence. Be that as it may, it was harder said than done.
Each of these routes created a new path of energy, however, the difficulty to master this ability was unfathomable. This can be seen by the fact no other person had achieved what Irauk save a few unntioned existences.
"That ruthless individual is my brother? Why didn't I feel a deep familial connection with him then? Even the connection between and Apollo is stronger than that. And, I don't understand why they use such thods," Aaron said, gritting his teeth. The golden light in his eyes flashed as a sharp aura danced across his fingertips.
Upon noticing this Irauk raised an eyebrow, "You have rudintary control over Intent already? Interesting, how would you like to beco my pupil alongside Apollo and a few others? However, I must warn you, the training is nothing short of perilous; everyone needs to be prepared."
His answer didn't co imdiately, after all, he was focused on the information his mom disclosed. This ant his origins were split between a small noble family and a Supre Family. But, if that was the case, why didn't anyone co to look for him? Nurous thoughts circulated in his mind as he looked around.
"I'll beco your pupil, but I would like to know; are you able to get an audience with this Dongguang Family? I think I need to et my father, whoever he is," Aaron responded, turning towards Irauk.
For a mont, Irauk was silent before pondering this matter, "I'm afraid I can't. If Aran is your half-brother, then that ans your father is Suren. And, he is soone that never leaves Catastrophe Line. If you'd like to et him, it will have to wait until after graduation."
"I see, then I'll seek him out when the ti cos," Aaron nodded.
In the anti, Sirius and a few others approached this small circle. Most of their attention was focused on both Irauk and Apollo. Firstly, they were overly interested in the thod Irauk used to attain harmony. Secondly, they wanted to understand whose progeny Apollo was.
Soon enough, Sirius carried an unusual reverent expression, "Sir Irauk, is it possible to disclose to the Crux how you were able to harmonize your inner Spiritual and Natural Essence. As you know, as stated in the tablets, that's the prerequisite to liberating the potential of achieving the Empyrean Realm."
"Hmm, you must understand yourself and co to terms with your true inner self. Once you abandon your desires and embrace your fears—you reach the serene state required to ld the intricacies of your essence. Of course, everyone's essence is different, therefore, I can't walk you down your own path. In my case, it was always clear to what I wanted to achieve, and how to get there. You could say my ancestors left a path," Irauk answered.
"I see, but who are your ancestors? This, we have never known," Sirius continued.
"I'm unable to say as even I am not privy to this information. It is a sha that I can be of no more assistance to you," Irauk answered while shaking his head. Since the answered were finished, Sirius switched over to the silent Apollo.
Although he seed to be normal, there was an issue with him—the was an ever-present rage on his mind right now. Part of it stemd from sothing stopping before he could achieve his vengeance and the other ca from the overutilization of the Infernal Ira Stigmata. But, luckily it wasn't as bad as it looked.
Ouroboros continued to siphon the excess while also distributing his own energy to supplent it. Although it was just a temporary fix, it was enough for now. His current enemies weren't at the leave that welcod his dread. Luckily, there was enmity between the Paragon, Scions, and him.
"Very well, young lad—tell , who are your parents? I don't see them here. While these two carry similar bloodlines to you, it's not close enough to be your parents," Solomon questioned but then fell silent.
He narrowed his eyes and inspected Apollo closely. Then, he took a step closer, still questioning, "Is that Sapphyr and Xezym's aura on you? How are you related to my daughter and her spirit?"
"Dead and she was my administrator," Apollo succinctly replied.
"That isn't what I'm asking. Their aurae are embedded in you. In other words, you have had prolonged contact. Not to ntion, you used a technique similar to Xezym's; how do you explain that?" Solomon inquired further, placing his hands behind his back.
For the first ti in forever, he took interest in sothing once again.
"It's simple; I was trained by him for a day. Now, stop with your questions. If she is so dear to you, why do you allow her to be embarrassed by that...what was her na? Sarai? It's truly disgusting how you allow your family to function," Apollo scoffed before taking a leave.
His irritation, lack of power; being here reminded him of it all. Thus, he took a walk. At first, Solomon wanted to stop him, but Irauk intervened, "Leave the child, who knows what they all just went through."
"That may be true, but his parents, we still know nothing about them. Certainly, they should possess so background, or at the very least, one of them," Solomon insisted.
For this, Kayn stepped forth, "If that is what you'd like to know, I can tell you. His father was deed Abaddon by the World Reclamation Task Force. However, his real na is Zarel Kaiser. As for his mother, she wasn't known too well I believe, but her na was Reili Sima; an abandoned daughter of the Sima Family."
"Wait, did you say Abaddon?" Sirius paused, affected by the na. It appeared he carried so history with it as he turned toward Kayn.
"I did, that was the title he was given," Kayn assented.
"I see, so it's him—the wolf in sheep's clothing who unleashed himself at unforeseen monts to reap death and destruction. That is why I gave him that na. So it appears I have so history with that boy. Sadly, it appears his father has perished according to that lad's words. Where did you all bury the body?" Sirius asked.
Surprisingly, Kayn was unable to answer this question. For a while, he remained silent. This was sothing they never told the family mbers. While they recovered the body Aiden, the older brother—the rest was amiss.
"Actually, after he fell against a Terror," Kayn paused for a mont, "We never recovered the body. The only thing we saw when we went back to where his body should've been was destruction," Kayn uttered.
Upon hearing this information, even Cynthia was shocked. This made her recall an event that her father had once told her.
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