"Holy shit... That was aweso..." Kael could not help but scream aloud. His heart was still pounding from the overwhelming vision he had just experienced.
Even now he could not understand how the woman in that vision managed to beco a God. Where did she get the power of faith and divinity?
And that attack which sucked everything into the void of nothingness.
That was amazing.
It alone showcases her standing.She isn’t just any weak God...
"Wait..."
A sudden realization struck Kael and it sent a cold shiver down his spine. The entire scene he witnessed was not unfamiliar to him except for that one woman. Every single person looked familiar, every place, every battle, every mont, but she remained an unknown face.
"Since everyone is familiar then why isn’t she?"
The more Kael tried to rember her, the more goosebumps crawled across his arms. No matter how hard he pushed himself he could not recall anything about the woman. Not a na, not a face, not a mory. It was completely blank.
Then he rembered her words. The words spoken by the sa woman who saved him from that bitch of the Crimson Choir.
"Concealed..."
"Mother of Concealnt..."
He had not even finished whispering when the world around him exploded. It felt like the vision he was watching shattered into pieces.
.....
Eric stared at him with a venomous glare as man..no,Leonard Valcrest raised his middle finger.
"Fuck you. Go lick the Goddess’s feet with utmost reverence after all who knows, maybe she’ll let you experience what it’s like to lose your virginity card to Go-"
BOOM!
His words were cut in half as that son of a bitch sliced off his head. Yet before dying Leonard compressed all of his energy and detonated himself.
BOOOOOOM!
A massive surge of light swallowed Kael’s vision. His eyes burned and he thought everything had ended but the next mont voices echoed again.
"Argh... What’s wrong with him?"
"He isn’t crying?"
[Crying...]
[...]
[Now which son of bitch is this...]
He cursed silently and forced his eyes open. Huh...
His eyes widened as he stared at a magnificent ceiling above him. Then he saw a small wooden fra that looked like a cradle. Beside it were three images.
One was a handso blue-haired middle-aged man. The second was a grey-haired person who looked like a cold-blooded demon who feasted on the hearts of people.
[Hey, who the hell are you?]
That was what Kael wanted to ask but what ca out instead was a string of baby noises.
"Bub... Wayyaaa... Buuuu..."
"..."
[Now what is this shit]
"What is he babbling about?"
"I don’t know?"
"Shouldn’t children be quiet? Adele looked quite good but why is his face like this as if he stepped on so shit?"
"I don’t know..."
"Then what the fuck do you know?" The middle-aged man, or rather young Ramos, roared at young Ruth who stood there acting completely calm.
"Fuck.. Are you even human?"
"I don’t know."
"Then what do you know!"
Ruth paused and looked at Ramos. Ramos stared back with a strange expression, almost as if waiting for so kind of wise reply. But Ruth only said one thing.
"I don’t know."
"Ahhhh!"
"Kyaaaa!"
Two roars burst at the sa ti.
One was Ramos who lost his temper and the other was the tiny boy inside the cradle. Ramos froze and looked down at the crying child. The small boy flailed his tiny hands but they paused in the air.
[Huh...]
[What is going on?]
[What is this sorcery... Or is it an illusion.]
[After all this... The great falling into such childish emotion... What the fuck...]
"Gugumm..."
"Bubbb..."
Multiple screams and cries erupted from him and for so reason he could not tolerate it and began crying even louder.
[Waaahhh... Now why am I crying]
[Wait... Why is it getting harder to control... bbuuu...]
His cries were forced to stop when Ruth shoved a small sucker into his mouth. Kael blinked and went silent. Ruth and Ramos exchanged looks.
"I think we should let this boy adjust," Ruth said calmly.
Ramos let out a long frustrated sigh and nodded. They signaled the maid to take over and soon the two walked out of the room.
Kael, who rembered all of this... no, Kael who was now watching everything from a third-person perspective, felt his jaw drop open.
"Are you kidding ?"
"So that ans there isn’t any original Kael. Rather it’s from the very beginning..."
The realization slamd into him and left him stunned. He felt a bit guilty for taking over this child’s body. It was a bit wrong... not much, but still sothing.
But that thought faded quickly when another question rose.
If he was truly reincarnated from birth then why did he not rember anything? If he rembered all this early then he could have trained and reached a far higher stage by now. So what wiped his mories? What happened?
As if answering his thoughts he felt a cold sensation brush across his back. A chilling wave blew across.
Kael slowly turned his eyes forward and what he saw made his heart freeze completely.
A strong wind blew and the curtains fluttered violently. Darkness crept into the room like ink spilling across water and it spread until the entire place felt swallowed by a chilling domain.
Amidst that darkness a tall woman materialized.
She had six hands. Six hands that were holding different weapons. Her presence was terrifying and overwhelming and Kael’s body reacted instantly. His breath hitched and his muscles tightened.
His heartbeat quickened as her silhouette rose clearly from the shadows.
Kael’s eyes widened.
A deadly divine aura pressed against him and he felt as if even blinking would trigger his death.
In that mont Kael realized sothing without anyone telling him.
This was no vision or illusion rather the distant mory buried in his mind.
The Mother of Concealnt,and Goddess Of Shadows,Elaris.
"Wait!"
"What’s with this look?"
"Why are you spreading your six hands...Damn!"
"Is she trying to kill ?"
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