《Noble Rebirth: Ends Dawn》


 The Start of All

    "It was a cold and dark winter night as I made my usual journey home. I walked quietly, looking at the world with disinterest and not caring about my surroundings, after what had been a long day for me.


    When suddenly, I heard the footsteps of a man approaching me. Despite this, I continued to walk undeterred, paying no attention. But once he got close enough, he spoke to me in a cold and threatening manner, with a gun pointed at my head: ''Give me all the money in your wallet or I''ll shoot you!'' Faced with this threat, I immediately decided to surrender and hand over what he had demanded. After all, it was much better to lose the money I had at that moment than to risk losing my life.


    After handing over the money, he let me go, and he left. It was useless to call someone to report the robbery since I had no idea who the thief was or what I would get involved in, as most of the criminals in this city work for someone else, and it wasn''t worth making enemies and risking worse reprisals for so little.


    So I sighed resignedly, unaware of what would happen next, wondering if the day would end like that or if something else would happen.


    Unaware that something else would indeed happen. In fact, I was being watched. Not just now, but before, when I had been robbed.


    Even though I no longer had money in my wallet, a person who had witnessed everything that had happened was not satisfied. He wanted more, he didn''t want me to just hand over the money I had at that moment; he wanted to take everything from me. Everything I owned.


    You might think he desired a car, a house, or something else, but you would be wrong. He wanted my life.


    So, as I was turning into an alley to continue my way back to my lonely house after a sad, boring, and resigned day, I was stabbed.


    Probably, since I had no one waiting for me at home and had never been particularly altruistic, my death will go unnoticed, so no one will care about it.


    But even so, I did not deserve to die this way, or at least, I did not want to die this way ¨C a useless and pathetic death dictated by the madness of human greed and perversion, which in this world cannot lead to anything.


    Because one can die every second, every moment that passes regardless of what we do to avoid it because our life is limited.


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    We cannot extend it indefinitely and avoid its end, regardless of who we are, what we do, and what we hope for, because death is the only certainty we have. So all the benefits and all the things we gain are only temporary.


    Moreover, there is and has never been, and I doubt there will be, a sure way to defend what we have earned.


    Especially if you have earned it because of your greed and perversion, because strength alone is not enough since there is no power, no force, or whatever you want to call it that can be defined as supreme and absolute and can be completely and exclusively yours.


    You might think of getting help from other people, forming a group together, but that doesn''t work either. Because the only person someone can really rely on is themselves.


    In fact, even if you ask for help from others, who will not be different from you, you will be betrayed at the first opportunity.


    In fact, since they are already greedy, selfish, and perverse, they could become so even towards you, betraying you.


    They might do it because they now consider you useless, because someone has offered them something in exchange for your death, or even because they have become jealous of you.


    Even if you ask for help from those you consider friends, you could be betrayed because maybe you were never that important to them, they might put personal gains first, or in general, the same things listed before.


    In the end, it doesn''t matter who they are or what their motivation is, the most important thing is that they could betray you and that only you would never betray yourself.


    Even when you commit suicide, you do not betray yourself, because at that moment you decided to do it, regardless of what or who caused it. Because you chose to end it. The only people you could betray in that case are those who care about you, and your death causes them pain.


    When you fall into madness and die because of it, you cannot say that you betrayed yourself. It was others who betrayed you, because for them you were no longer important enough, because they didn''t have enough time to dedicate to you or enough money.


    If you die from effects derived from drug and alcohol consumption, even then you cannot say that you betrayed yourself. You can''t even say that others betrayed you. You did it because they gave you something, something you wouldn''t have had normally and wouldn''t have felt. You did not betray yourself because you were aware of what it would lead to and decided it was worth it.


    Despite all the talks I''ve given about betraying oneself and being betrayed by others, I had the most pathetic death. Despite considering the death of those who were betrayed and then killed to be pathetic.


    Because I was killed just for the sake of it, without him gaining anything from it. Moreover, without even thinking about possible and eventual consequences, as if he already knew that in the end, nothing would happen to him.


    As if he only cared about taking my life. Not even trying to keep me alive, torturing me until I agreed to give him what I owned to then kill me much later, making my death look like an accident.


    But none of that mattered anymore, I was dead, and that was what was important.


    And so, in the relentless darkness of the night, my life went out like a flickering flame, leaving behind only a faded and insignificant memory. There was no hero coming to my rescue, no guardian angel or rescuer rushing to save me, no happy ending awaiting me on the horizon.


    No earthly or divine justice would resurrect my being from that cold asphalt grave. My fate had been sealed by the cruelty of fate and the insatiable greed of a faceless stranger.


    Only the eternal silence of a world that continued to turn indifferently, while I got lost in the abyss of oblivion.


    By now, I no longer even had regrets, I had lived my life making my choices, they might not have always led to what I hoped for, but each time I didn''t care. Because I always managed to understand where and why I went wrong, ensuring that the next time I wouldn''t make the same mistakes, and therefore, it would go well."

 The Oblivion

    "I could never have imagined what would happen next."


    Until that moment, I had always been quite skeptical about what comes after death, believing that there was nothing, just oblivion.


    That the various religions speaking of life after death served only to give people hope, to control them better.


    At the same time, I wondered if the fact that something exists beyond death is entirely coincidental or not.


    But let''s go back to right after I died and fell into the void.


    Immediately after my death, I found myself in a strange place. One I had never seen, and which I doubt exists on Earth.


    "So, I''m dead," judging by the pain that had disappeared and the landscape I was seeing, it probably was so.


    "In the end, it seems that religions were not wrong, but even so, I would never have followed them." I decided to admit my ignorance about what lies beyond death, acknowledging my mistake, but this does not mean that if I were to go back to life from when I was a child on Earth, I would have chosen to follow them. For me, it is simply absurd to follow those religions, seeing the various scandals that occur, and that in the end do not change anything in everyday life.


    At that point, I decided to refocus on the scene. There were various semi-transparent figures that I normally would not have been able to see on Earth. Along with them, there were also several people who seemed to have a certain familiarity and proficiency with the place and appeared to be carrying out specific tasks.


    In fact, they seemed to be guiding people who seemed less familiar, hitting those who refused to comply. Acting as guides.


    Indeed, several people were saying things like: "Do you think you are worthy of giving me orders?" only to be struck and say things like: "Wait until I regain my original strength" to be struck again. Some seemed to decide to obey in order to start planning their revenge.


    They had understood that they were dead, and that no matter how glorious they had been in the past, in death, they now had nothing.


    Shortly after, I was struck as well, so I decided to hurry and follow the guide. But, thanks to listening to several of them speak, I realized that in addition to coming from different places, we all spoke the same language, which should be very unlikely. This led me to the conclusion that there was a universal language, "The language of the soul."


    Although I usually did not believe that something like this could exist, here I had the chance to understand my ignorance and accept it.


    Wondering what other beliefs of mine would change soon.


    I continued following the path made by the guide for a very long way; it seemed endless when the guides suddenly stopped.


    Many began to wonder why, as they could not see what was in front of them due to the large number of souls present.


    This sudden pause was due to a change. We no longer had the previous guides but guardians, as could be noted from the weapons they carried.


    These guardians were strange because they seemed to have both a solid and mystical form.


    Indeed, they had a solid form with their armor, which seemed to be made of the most resistant metal I had ever seen, but at the same time mystical, as it emitted an ethereal pressure more magical than logical.


    Thus, I began to increasingly believe that magic existed.


    If what I was going through now and the "language of the soul" were not enough to convince me, I also had these sensations from these new guardians.


    I had not even finished thinking when one of these guardians'' voices was heard, saying:


    "Now it is time to evaluate your willpower and behavior in the face of an obstacle."


    Simultaneously with the end of his sentence, he immediately spread his pressure, giving no one time to say or do anything.


    This caused us all to fall to the ground, unable to do anything.


    Among the people who had fallen, there were those who screamed in despair, pain, and cried because of the pain caused by it.


    Although they were the majority, they were not everyone.


    In fact, despite the pain, there were some people who did not flinch, and who made it seem as if there was no pressure on them, or simply as if the pain was null for them.


    And among those people, I was also there.


    Indeed, although I initially felt excruciating pain, I soon realized that it was not real, or at least it was not beyond my capabilities.


    Thus, I came to a conclusion: "The pain we feel must be the limit of what we can endure."


    And this must also be the reason why some of us manage to withstand it.


    And so time passed, it flowed slowly, indeed, it seemed not to flow at all, and the pain experienced by each one seemed to increase.


    No, it was not it that increased, but we who could no longer endure it.


    When we were all at our limit, suddenly the pressure disappeared. And the guardian said: "End of the First Part of the Trial, you have a little time to rest.


    After the rest, the Second Part awaits you, the Trial of the Mind."


    The tension in the group eased slightly after the end of the first part of the trial, but it was evident that what awaited us was still challenging.


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    I looked around, trying to grasp any clues to understand what it might consist of, but everything seemed to be shrouded in mystery.


    So, some time passed, during which we were recovering, and while reflecting again on these guardians and the power they showed when they spread their pressure, a desire was growing in me.


    And finally, I tried to connect with any energy that might be here.


    "If the language of the soul exists, this place exists, and apparently magic exists, why not try?" This is what I told myself.


    But, just as I was about to make significant progress, one of the Guardians said: "It is time for the Second Trial."


    At that point, my mind was full of questions and uncertainties as we prepared for the Second Part of the Trial.


    I did not know what to expect, but I was sure it was something within our capabilities, so I proceeded.


    The guardians led us towards a well-decorated building with Doric motifs and imposing columns rising towards the sky. We entered through a majestic gate and found ourselves in a vast hall decorated with enigmatic symbols and candles casting a soft light.


    The guardians indicated a series of seats arranged in a circle around an enormous inlaid wooden table. They told us that the Second Part of the Trial would involve our ability to discern and wisdom, and that we would have to solve a series of puzzles and mental tests.


    I sat with the other participants, feeling the tension in the air as we prepared to face what awaited us. The guardians placed before us a series of scrolls containing complex puzzles and strange diagrams, which I had no idea what they were.


    I carefully reflected on each puzzle, trying to grasp the hidden meaning behind the words and find an answer that met the trial''s requirements. It was as if my mind was being tested in ways I had never imagined.


    With each puzzle solved, I felt my confidence grow and my mind open to new possibilities of understanding and knowledge, and above all, I was starting to make sense of those diagrams.


    It was an intense and profound experience that made me feel more alive than ever, despite being beyond the veil of death.


    When we finally finished the series of puzzles, the guardians nodded approvingly and told us that we had successfully passed the Second Part of the Trial. I finally felt the connection with the energy of this place, and suddenly my soul, which had been almost transparent, turned red.


    Everyone started looking at me, trying to understand what was happening to me. The guardians, who until a moment ago had an indifferent expression and inspired strength, frowned. They were about to speak when suddenly my soul began to absorb everything around me, thousands of other souls, guardians, and guides were devoured in what was an unprecedented phenomenon.


    I felt overwhelmed by the power manifesting through me, unable to control the explosion of energy that was happening.


    As everything around me was engulfed in a vortex of red light, I realized that something extraordinary was happening.


    The guardians frantically tried to stop the chaos that was occurring, but they seemed powerless in the face of it all.


    The red light continued to grow, enveloping everything in a dazzling brilliance. Then, suddenly, everything calmed down. I found myself in a silent void, surrounded by an unreal calm. The red light slowly dissolved, leaving me in a state of astonishment and confusion.


    A few seconds passed, and nothing happened anymore. At that point, the initially frightened guardians gathered courage and began to charge at me to kill me.


    While the phenomenon of the red light was happening


    Inside a majestic building, with walls clad in dark marble, adorned with intricate decorations carefully carved.


    The high ceiling was lost in the darkness, while imposing columns rose upward, supporting majestic arches that created a solemn and enveloping atmosphere.


    In the vast hall, the light was dim, filtering through tall, narrow windows that cast dark shadows on the marble floors. Scattered candles added a faint but sinister glow to the environment.


    In the center of the hall, a carved wooden table dominated the space, surrounded by empty seats wrapped in darkness. Figures in the shadows, dressed in dark cloaks with hidden faces, moved with an air of mystery and authority.


    Their voices echoed in the silent atmosphere, discussing animatedly how to deal with the phenomenon of the red light.


    Their actions and words revealed a deep understanding of events that transcended human comprehension, suggesting knowledge and experience that went beyond the boundaries of the known world.


    Some seemed worried and uncertain, while others exuded an aura of power and determination.


    But they all agreed on one thing:


    They needed to understand more, as something they considered impossible had just happened.


    So, in the end, they all reached the same conclusion: to let the one who caused it reincarnate, as should normally happen, to put an end to that event which for them was unexpected.


    And to experiment in order to try to replicate the same phenomenon, they decided to create a sealed space to put thousands of souls inside, and among those was the soul of Dietmar van Namivoli.

 The Last Test

    Thus, thanks to the decision made by those mysterious figures hidden in the shadows, my life was spared.


    BACK TO MC


    As the soldiers began their advance, an individual who seemed to be a high-ranking officer appeared out of nowhere. His armor gleamed intensely, and his presence radiated a sense of command and supremacy. He moved with firmness, leaving an aura of authority and dominance in the air.


    At the arrival of this man, everyone watched him with great anticipation, as if they had already understood his intent to kill me.


    Even I, at that moment, wondered if it was possible to die after already being dead.


    But just when everyone expected him to attack me, he stopped and exclaimed in a serious tone, pointing at me: "It has been decided that this one will live. Anyone who opposes this decision will have to deal with me."


    The remaining guardians seemed incredulous and bewildered, not only because this meant sparing my life but because it meant no action would be taken against me, allowing me to reincarnate.


    Nevertheless, no one dared to oppose, knowing that the high-ranking officer was not joking and would kill anyone who challenged him.


    Seeing this, the officer nodded with satisfaction and added: "He will participate in the third and final trial, reincarnating like all the others."


    After uttering these words, he walked away as suddenly as he had appeared.


    Even though the high-ranking officer had left, his words and my destiny, along with that of the other remaining souls, made me reflect.


    A feeling of surprise and doubt washed over me. I did not know why someone would want me to continue living, but surely they had a purpose; I did not believe they did it out of mere compassion or curiosity.


    Thus, although I felt grateful for the decision made by that mysterious individual and whoever ordered him to do so, I was skeptical because I did not fully understand why I had been spared, even though it was surely related to the phenomenon of the red light.


    However, it reassured me to know that I would have the chance to reincarnate after facing the third and final trial.


    Indeed, even after seeing this place, it seemed incredibly foolish to me to think that after death one could have a second life and that there would be the opportunity to reincarnate.


    For this reason, the words of what seemed to be a high-ranking officer were shocking to me.


    And, despite having heard them, it was still difficult for me to know where I would reincarnate.


    In fact, no matter how much I thought about it, it was impossible for me to know if I would live again on Earth or on another planet.


    With my heart filled with determination, I prepared to embark on the next chapter of my existence. The time had come to reincarnate and face whatever fate had in store for me.


    I looked around, observing the faces of the other participants in the trial. I could see a mixture of emotions in each of their eyes: surprise, gratitude, but also some anxiety about what awaited us and disdain and fear towards me.


    "But these looks lasted only a short while because the guardians decided to announce that we would soon begin the third trial, saying: "The Third Trial will officially begin shortly."


    Thus, as the guardians gathered all the remaining souls, they decided to start it, saying: "Now begins the Third and Final Trial, the trial of Reincarnation."


    As we prepared to face this final trial, I felt excitement and anxiety growing within me. I did not know what to expect, but I was determined to face any challenge that was put before us.


    The guardians led us to a place that seemed to be a vast open field, surrounded by a diffuse and enveloping light. The air was charged with the same energy I had managed to connect with, which had caused the phenomenon of the red light.


    I could feel the accelerated heartbeat of the others, all ready to discover their new fate. At that moment, I realized that this trial was not just about my reincarnation but also my renewed commitment to walk the path of life with wisdom and determination.


    With a mix of emotions swirling inside me, I prepared to leave my past behind and embrace my uncertain future with courage and hope.


    The Third Trial had just begun, and I was ready to face it with all of myself.


    As I stepped into the open field, I felt something strange.


    It was not just the sensation of being watched, but also a sort of dissonance between what I saw and what I perceived.


    The field seemed too perfect, too uniform, too far from the reality I had known. I wondered if it was a trap, a deception, a test.


    I decided to test my hypothesis. I focused my mind and energy, and tried to probe the field with my senses.


    Little by little, I began to notice cracks, inconsistencies, anomalies.


    The field was not solid but a projection. A very sophisticated projection, but still a projection.


    I realized it was an optical illusion, similar to those I had studied in the past.


    Indeed, an optical illusion is a phenomenon where our brain incorrectly interprets the visual information it receives, creating a false image of reality.


    There are different types of optical illusions, such as geometric, motion, color, and perspective illusions. Some of these illusions have also been used in art to create surprising and original effects.


    The illusion of the open field was probably based on a combination of these principles and used the diffuse and enveloping light to create an effect of depth and distance.


    But it was not enough to deceive me. I had a connection with the energy that went beyond sight, allowing me to distinguish true from false.


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    I decided to break the illusion and see the truth. With a thought,


    I created a rift in the air, and it collapsed like a house of cards.


    In its place appeared a stone wall with a metal door at the center.


    It was the real portal that would lead us to our reincarnation.


    Fortunately, the test was individual for each person, though I did not know if it could be different based on our past experiences and our world of origin or if it was actually the same for everyone but each had a separate space from the others.


    Since it was an individual test, there were no other participants who could be astonished, look at me with wonder and admiration, and then ask me how I did it.


    Thus, I managed to avoid what I considered a nuisance.


    So I decided to approach the portal, and I opened it with a push. An intense, blinding light hit me, making me close my eyes. I felt an irresistible pull and let myself be carried away. I did not know what awaited me on the other side, but I was sure of one thing: it was my new life, and I was ready to live it.


    But before fully entering the portal, I stopped.


    I realized I was not the only one who had to face reincarnation. There were still the other souls who had participated in the trial and who perhaps were not yet ready to leave their world.


    I wondered if I should wait for them or go ahead alone. I wondered if there was a difference between reincarnating together or separately, and if there was an advantage or disadvantage in one choice or the other.


    I decided to wait. Not out of altruism or solidarity, but out of pragmatism. If the other souls had information or skills useful for my new life, it would be a shame to lose them. If, on the other hand, they had hostile intentions or dangerous ambitions, it would be better to keep an eye on them. In any case, I did not want to leave anything to chance and wanted to be prepared for any eventuality.


    Even if this type of choice turned out to be useless, as the guardians came to tell me: "You cannot pass yet; you must wait until all the other souls have finished with the illusion. Only then can you reincarnate."


    So, I stopped at the threshold of the portal and began to meditate. I tried to improve my connection with the energy I had discovered and understand how to use it to my advantage. Thus, I focused on the energy, trying to feel it, understand it, and control it. It was a long and difficult process, but also gratifying and enlightening. I discovered that the energy was actually the life force of all living beings, capable of transforming and creating new forms of life.


    I tried to remember my past experiences and draw lessons from them, understanding how they would be useful after reincarnating and especially if I would retain my memories of this life. I tried to imagine my future and plan.


    I tried to be as ready as possible for my reincarnation, and to do so, I even decided to ask others if they had useful information or skills.


    Unfortunately, not everyone decided to give me information that could be useful in a new world, but I still acquired diverse knowledge in various fields.


    Moreover, I did not bother those who refused to give me information because the cons outweighed the pros, and there could have been unexpected variables.


    After what felt like an eternity, the portal lit up even more, and we all heard a voice saying: "The trial is over. You are ready for reincarnation. Cross the portal and reincarnate. Good luck."


    I did not know how much time had passed, but eventually, I saw the other souls approaching the portal. Some were serene, others were agitated, others were indifferent. Some greeted me, others ignored me, others challenged me. Some entered the portal without hesitation, others thought for a bit, others gave up. I watched them all and tried to memorize their faces, names, and characters. I did not know if I would ever see them again, but I wanted to be prepared in case of encounter.


    When all the souls had made their choice, I was the only one left. I looked around and saw that the place I was in had changed. It was no longer a stone hall but a circular structure over ten meters high, emanating a white and pulsating light.


    It was the portal that would lead me to my reincarnation. I felt drawn to that light, like a magnet calling me.


    Before entering, I turned to look at the place where I was. It was a vast hall with stone walls and ceiling, decorated with symbols and sculptures representing the various phases of life and death. In the center of the hall, there was a large fountain from which clear and refreshing water flowed. Around the fountain, there were twelve thrones, probably one for each individual who had accompanied us. Now, however, those thrones were empty, and those who had accompanied us had disappeared.


    I wondered what had happened to them and if I would ever see any of them again, and if in that case, I would be able to discern their appearance.


    I also wondered about the criteria for where we reincarnate, making me question what had happened to the other participants, how their reincarnation would be, if they had reincarnated in worlds different from the one they were originally from, and if each of them had reincarnated in a different world.


    Then, I focused on my future and the infinite possibilities that lay before me. I did not know what awaited me on the other side of the portal, but I was ready to face it with courage and determination.


    I knew I would find a new life, a new adventure, and I hoped to gain absolute strength that would guarantee me absolute freedom.


    With these thoughts in mind, I crossed the portal and let myself be enveloped by the light.


    And, just as I took the final step to enter the portal, I saw an interface, but it disappeared immediately.

 Rebirth [part 1]

    When I died, I didn''t know what to expect. I didn''t know if there was anything after death, or if I would simply vanish into nothingness. I didn''t know if I would meet my loved ones, or if I would have to face divine judgment. I didn''t know if I would have a second chance, or if I would have to accept my fate. Even though I had decided to accept it.


    But when I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was no longer in the place where I had died. I was no longer in a dark and dirty alley, but in a place where souls were brought to reincarnate after undergoing various trials. I had completed them, and thanks to that, I had the opportunity to reincarnate through a portal. But most importantly, I had managed to connect with the energy of that place. Now I was no longer the man who had died pathetically, but a fetus of a few weeks.


    So, I remembered my previous life and the trials I had faced. Images of the open field, the portal, the red light came to mind. I remembered the words of the high officer and his permission for me to stop reincarnating. I remembered the other souls and their choices. I wondered based on what the world in which to reincarnate was chosen and if the other souls had reincarnated in the same world. And above all, I wondered how much time I had spent there.


    Then I decided to experiment with the energy I had discovered, which had caused the phenomenon of the red light. I wondered if I still had it and if I could use it. I wondered if it was a blessing or a curse and if it would bring me luck or misfortune.


    I decided to try to connect with the energy and see if it had changed. I focused my mind and soul and tried to feel the energy flowing within me. Gradually, I began to perceive a familiar yet different sensation. The energy was still there, but it was weaker and more unstable. It was as if it had adapted to my new body and had lost part of its original power.


    I wondered if it was a good thing or a bad thing and if I could recover my lost energy. I also wondered if I could use the energy to do extraordinary things, as I had done before. I wondered if I could create new forms of life or destroy existing ones. I wondered if I could change the world with my power.


    But before experimenting again with that energy, I stopped, thinking about the unexpected thing I had seen just before.


    It was an interface, probably the interface of a System.


    I wondered what it was and where it came from. I wondered if it was normal in this world and if it had to do with the energy I had. I wondered if it had a natural or artificial origin and if it had its own identity or will.


    So, I tried to ask it these questions, but the results were disappointing.


    "It seems like it can''t answer, and that I have more and more questions and fewer and fewer answers," I sighed.


    At that point, I decided to think about the word "Status," but nothing appeared. "I understand, it should be because I''m still just a fetus."


    At this point, I didn''t have much else to do, so I tried to actively connect with the energy of this world, since it flows passively into every fetus.


    Furthermore, I hypothesized that the amount of energy one received and the time it took to connect depended on the strength of the mother.


    However, despite this, it was impossible for me to understand if my mother was strong or weak because I had no reference and therefore didn''t know what the average amount of energy a fetus received in this new world was.


    So, I began to try to connect with the energy of this world, which I felt flowing passively within me.


    I didn''t know how to do it or if it was different from what I had connected with before, but I relied on my instinct and my experience with a different type of energy.


    I tried to establish contact with the energy, to feel it and guide it.


    I tried to make it circulate within my body, to strengthen and improve it.


    I tried to make it become part of me and to become part of it.


    It wasn''t easy. The energy of this world was different from what I had used before.


    It was wilder and more chaotic. It was harder to control and manipulate. It was more resistant and hostile. It was as if it didn''t want to be actively used by me, as if it refused to be controlled.


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    However, despite this, the time I spent was only many hours and several days, unlike what I initially expected.


    In fact, I thought I would have to spend many months to connect with the energy of this world.


    This was possible because, in addition to the energy that flowed passively, and I who made it flow actively, I already had experience with a different type of energy.


    "I imagine that normal fetuses take many months to reach this stage," I thought.


    In fact, even after having succeeded, I didn''t have a perfect connection.


    It was a fragile and unstable connection that required constant attention and concentration. It was a connection that could break at any moment, leaving me exhausted and tired. But it was already something.


    So I continued to connect with the energy of this world to increase my connection with it and to use it to train my body.


    I continued to experiment with the energy and see what I could do with it. I continued to try to understand the energy and discover its secrets, challenging it by trying to dominate it.


    And while I was doing all this, I noticed that my body was changing.


    It became stronger and more resistant. It became more agile and flexible. It became more sensitive and reactive. It became more alive and vital.


    It became a body that could withstand the energy of this world and use it to its advantage.


    It became a body that adapted to the world I was born into and prepared to live in it.


    But not only did my body change. My mind also changed.


    It became a mind that could understand the energy of this world and use it to its advantage. It became a mind that integrated with the world I was born into and was about to explore it.


    At that point, I had managed to obtain a perfect connection with the energy of this world, and I managed to obtain 2 cores where it was stored, one in the body and one in the mind. But despite all these changes, there was one thing that didn''t change. It was the energy I had brought with me from the afterlife.


    So I tried to create a new type of energy.


    An energy that was the fusion of Energy from the afterlife and the world. In fact, I thought that if I could fuse the two energies, I could gain an advantage and a surprise.


    I thought that if I could manipulate the two energies, I could do impossible things, considered miraculous even in this world.


    With these thoughts in mind, I began to mix the energy of the world with mine and tried to create a new energy. I felt a sensation of tension and conflict. It was as if the two energies were clashing and challenging each other. It was as if they were trying to prevail or harmonize. It was as if they were creating a new force or a new crisis.


    At that point, I decided to stop.


    "I was too ambitious. If it were so easy to connect two different energies, many of the people I asked for information before reincarnating would have done it. Moreover, I have to consider that I am still just a fetus, and if something goes wrong, I could die again. So I will try again when I know more about both energies, their effects, and when I have clearer information about all the energies in this world."


    So, I decided to continue training. To prepare myself as best as possible for when I wouldn''t be just a fetus anymore.


    Thus, I decided to try to train my soul as well as my body. Once done, it was as if my body was regenerating, and my spirit was rising.


    It was as if I were growing and maturing. It was as if I were becoming stronger and wiser.


    And as I trained, I noticed that time was passing. I felt my body growing, and my womb shrinking. I felt my heart beating, and my breath quickening. I felt my brain developing, and my consciousness expanding. I felt my spirit evolving, and my soul shining.


    And so, I obtained my third core.


    I felt that I was about to be born, and the world awaited me.


    But I wasn''t impatient or anxious. I wasn''t scared or worried. I wasn''t excited or happy. I was just calm and determined. I was just ready and decisive. I was just me and my power.


    I was ready to be born and live my new life. I was ready to challenge the world and change my destiny. I was ready for anything.


    And so, the day of my birth arrived.

 Rebirth [part 2]

    I knew it would be a painful experience, but everything went wrong.


    The pressure suffocating me from all sides overwhelmed my senses.


    There was little amniotic fluid left to protect me. Moreover, my body had grown to fill my mother''s womb since I was about to be born.


    I was squeezed in this narrow space as I had to endure it like a fragile fetus. I thought my fat was melting, my muscles were being destroyed, and my bones were being shattered.


    My soft flesh, bursting at the slightest pressure, did not protect me and was on fire as I traversed the birth canal.


    I knew screaming would waste all my efforts without anyone telling me. However, I was about to open my mouth to scream when something akin to fluid threatened to fill my lungs.


    It would have been a sin to open my mouth to scream. It wasn''t just about my death, but also the wasted opportunity.


    My mind went blank.


    The pain when my skull was compressed at the end of the birth canal was greater than anything I had imagined. My head would be crushed, and I would die, feeling my brain squeezed out through my nose and eyes. The only way to end this pain was to wrap my neck with the umbilical cord.


    It was at that moment that I heard what was like my new mother crying softly.


    I didn''t think it would be more than thirty minutes in real time. However, it felt like more than thirty hours to me, as the infinite pain slowed my sense of time.


    Maybe something really went wrong. How could birth be so painful? Did everyone go through this hell just to be born?


    I couldn''t believe humanity continued this way. The only reason I didn''t give up was because of my mother. I could feel the pain of childbirth not only from her moans but from the walls of the uterus.


    I wasn''t alone in this struggle. My mother was with me.


    My mother gathered her strength with tears, and the direction of the pressure threatening to kill me suddenly reversed. I added my power in the "do or die" moment that pushed me forward, despite being the weak attempts of a newborn.


    ***


    Before birth, my mother''s womb was my refuge. It was quiet and peaceful, full of light and energy. I felt connected to her spirit and to that of the world. I practiced with my power.


    During birth, my mother''s womb was my battleground. It was noisy, violent, and full of blood.


    I no longer felt her breath.


    I felt isolated from her spirit and that of the world. I defended myself with my power, resisting and pushing. I saw images of death and life, of past and future.


    ***


    But despite all the pain I had experienced, I didn''t cry. This was because the pain I had to endure during the First Trial in the afterlife, the Trial of Will, was many times greater than this.


    This was because the pain was meant to be the maximum I could endure, for the duration of the trial.


    Indeed, although the moment of birth is certainly one of the most painful things I''ve experienced, it was far from the most painful. Even though the pain caused by birth in this world was probably several times greater than on Earth, due to the energy flowing in everything.


    And so I emerged from my mother''s womb, after 18 months.


    The first thing I saw was a lady moving with grace and confidence, showcasing her elegance and refinement.


    Her slender body was wrapped in a simple yet tasteful dress that accentuated her figure.


    With her black hair tied in a ponytail, her face with delicate features was exposed.


    This highlighted her attentive and kind eyes, and her smile was sweet and reassuring.


    She carried me into the arms of a pale but rather beautiful woman, with hair as blonde as wheat, long and straight, framing her oval and pale face.


    Her eyes were an intense blue, contrasting with her full red lips. They were accompanied by a thin, straight nose, and slightly hollow cheeks.


    Her neck, on the other hand, was long and graceful, while her bosom was full and soft.


    The dress, however, was a pure white, with gold and pearl embroidery. Around her neck, she wore a necklace of diamonds and sapphires, and on her ears, drop earrings.


    On her finger was a ring bearing a crest, likely the crest of her family.


    She was a woman of rare and delicate beauty, but also of regal strength and dignity, now lying on a luxurious antique bed.


    The crest she wore stood proud and imposing, evoking a sense of awe, respect, and pride.


    In the center, two crossed swords dominated the crest: one pure and shining, symbolizing the absence of bloodshed, the other stained a deep crimson, symbolizing the blood shed in battle.


    These two swords serve to represent how both wisdom and brutality are necessary.


    The blades are enveloped in black flames, indicating the family''s unstoppable power and determination.


    Above the swords, there is a crown of thorns that denotes the suffering overcome and the authority gained.


    The motto "Being greedy is not a sin, as long as you have the means to support your greed" is engraved on a silver ribbon that waves beneath the arms, while a dragon and a phoenix with fiery eyes guard the sides, both symbolizing immortality and ferocity.


    This crest is not just a symbol; it is a declaration of power, a warning to enemies, and a bulwark for allies.


    Meanwhile, the luxurious antique bed on which she was lying was a true masterpiece of art and craftsmanship, worthy of a queen from my old world.


    Indeed, it was made of dark wood and carved with floral and animal motifs, with a canopy supported by four columns decorated with gold leaves and pearls. The fabric covering the bed was red and gold silk, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes.


    The mattress was soft and thick, filled with feathers and wool. The pillow was covered with velvet and lace, with a heart-shaped ruby in the center. The bedspread was brocade and quilted with silver threads.


    On the nightstand, there was a crystal lamp and a water jug. The whole scene exuded an incredible atmosphere of luxury and refinement.


    "It seems that I was born into a wealthy family, and that woman is a well-trained nanny," I thought.


    So I decided to observe the rest of the room, and I noticed various people, all quite beautiful, some even had scars in some part of their body, whose faces seemed anxious.


    So the nanny exclaimed in a calm and reassuring tone: "It''s a boy, my lady, and he''s quite curious, judging by how he looks at everything."


    Once she exclaimed this, the faces of the people in the room relaxed.


    So, the nanny who held me in her arms uncovered her chest and began to breastfeed me.


    "And to think that despite the energy of this, I still need breast milk," I thought. So, after the nanny began to breastfeed, I started sucking eagerly on the breast milk, feeling nourished and comforted as a liquid flowed into my mouth, getting lost in the dizziness of my first meal.


    After the nanny had finished breastfeeding me, a man approached the woman who must have been my mother.


    His appearance was proud and brave, with hair as fiery blonde, long and wavy, framing his harmonious and virile face, with a high forehead and a square chin.


    While his eyes were a deep blue, expressing wisdom and intelligence.


    His nose was straight and well-made, but his cheeks were only slightly tanned, and beneath them you could see soft and fleshy lips, expressing a wide and infectious smile.


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    It was possible to see a long and graceful neck, accompanied by a broad and muscular chest, surrounded by broad and curved shoulders, and strong, sculpted arms. Unlike his arms, though, his hands, although large, were delicate, with tapered and ringed fingers.


    The robe he wore instead was ruby red, with silk embroideries and precious stones, and on it there was a scabbard, inside of which his two swords were stored, which he used to fight his numerous enemies.


    "So he''s my father," I thought.


    After approaching enough, he said, "Seimei no tsurugi we must choose our baby''s name."


    My mother, after hearing that, nodded in agreement, saying, "I agree, Chi no tsurugi, what do you think if we call him Schadet Oporitorco?"


    So my father replied, "Then it''s decided, his name will be Schadet Oporitorco Ryushin."


    Once my name was decided, my father decided to check my potential.


    He decided to check how Schadet Oporitorco would react to mana. Since the better the child''s response to mana, the greater their talent.


    This way of checking a child''s talent is not entirely accurate, but it would provide an estimate of the child''s talent.


    He closed his eyes and focused his mana, delicately probing the depths of Schadet Oporitorco''s being.


    A vibrant aura enveloped Schadet Oporitorco, creating an ethereal connection between them. Like a gentle breeze, the warmth of mana permeated Schadet Oporitorco''s body, spreading through his veins and pulsing with a soothing energy.


    Initially, I was surprised by the sensation, but I soon realized that my father had established a connection with me.


    I could sense the energy flowing through his body, his magical essence intertwining with my own.


    The sensation of energy moving around my body is exhilarating and comforting at the same time. As if the very fabric of my existence were being gently caressed by mystical energy, leaving nothing untouched.


    So the bond between me and my father strengthened, an invisible thread connecting us beyond the tangible.


    This lasted until the room filled with a soft glow, and I felt my spirit lift, as if floating in a sea of pure energy. The walls, the ceiling, every object seemed to vibrate in response to their magical symphony.


    "His control with energy is masterful, many times superior to mine, moreover he is directing his energy into my three cores, I wonder if afterwards I can store it to use it later," I thought as I began to feel drowsy.


    "It seems that my son has a lot of potential and has already reached the Beginner + Vital Core Formation," exclaimed my father, with evident satisfaction on his face.


    After listening to that, most of the people present were quite impressed, but this was not enough to hold them back.


    In fact, shortly after, they all left.


    So I remained alone with my nanny who took me and laid me on the bed, after until a few moments ago there was my mother.


    After managing to imagine the energy that my father sent to my cores, I felt even sleepier.


    "Well, since I won''t be able to stay awake much longer, it''s time to see the functionalities of the System now," so I thought of the word "Status," and this time the interface was not empty.


    Name: Schadet Oporitorco Ryushin


    Age: Newborn


    Gender: Male


    Race: Human


    Energy: Mana


    Attributes: Strength, Agility, Endurance, Vitality, Perception, Intelligence and Spirit


    Strength: 8


    Agility: 8


    Endurance: 10


    Vitality: 14


    Perception: 9


    Intelligence: 15


    Spirit: 8


    ***


    The statistics are based on this planet; on a different planet, these statistics may increase or decrease depending on gravity.


    On planets with lower gravity, people would generally have an easier time moving and lifting objects with less effort, which could lead to an increase in strength and agility. However, on planets with higher gravity, people may experience greater physical endurance and may have a different perception of objects and the surrounding environment.


    Cognitive abilities such as intelligence and perception, on the other hand, mainly depend on brain structures and cognitive abilities, which are not directly influenced by gravity.


    ***


    Grade: Vital Core Formation


    Subgrade: Beginner +


    Body: 3.5 Mind: 3.5 Soul: 3


    Cultivation Talent: Mythical


    Mana Affinity: 20%


    Law Affinity: 10%


    Martial Talent: SS


    Affinities: Blood, Life, Soul, Death, Darkness, Devouring, Decay, Destruction, and Massacre.


    Affinity Grade: All divine-level affinities


    Blood: Inherited from your father


    Life: Inherited from your mother


    Soul, Death, and Devouring: Inherited from your Death, from Devouring other Souls, and Reincarnation


    Darkness, Decay, Destruction, and Massacre: Obtained from body talent


    Understanding of Laws:


    Blood: 0%


    Darkness: 0%


    Decay: 0%


    Destruction: 0%


    Life: 0%


    Massacre: 0%


    Soul: 0%


    Abilities: At the moment, you do not possess any abilities


    Innate Ability: Steal


    You are able to steal the life force of other living beings


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    Cultivation Talent: Refers to a cultivator''s physique. After all, everyone has a different physique. Some cultivators are naturally very attuned to various energies of the world. And can cultivate twice as much as others with half the time.


    Mana Affinity: Mana affinity is the ability of an individual to harness and manipulate mana more efficiently than others, allowing for casting more potent spells or using mana with less effort.


    Law Affinity: The understanding value, in plain words, is the understanding of heaven and earth by the cultivator.


    Martial Talent: It is the sum of various values such as Agility, Vitality, Intelligence, Age, competence with various types of weapons, and understanding of various energies. For this reason, it is changeable over time.


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    Strength: Strength is a value composed of various types of strength. In the final calculation, isometric, plyometric, eccentric, and concentric strength values of each muscle are involved.


    Agility: Agility is a value composed of reaction speed, reflexes, coordination, balance, body control, dexterity, movement precision, and elasticity values.


    Endurance: Indicates the ability to withstand various types of attacks, resistance to fatigue during training and prolonged combat.


    Vitality: Vitality is a value composed of cellular vitality, metabolism, and cell repair efficiency. Vitality within a body determines the speed at which it regenerates, while quality determines the extent of regeneration. The quality of vital force determines whether limbs can be regenerated and the quality of the regenerated limb.


    Perception: Perception is a cognitive process that integrates and interprets sensory information from the body''s five senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. This process allows individuals to understand and interact with the surrounding environment, to notice the slightest details, and to understand any dangers.


    Intelligence: Intelligence is a value composed of reaction speed, memory, concentration ability, mental strength, processing speed, visualization, creativity, and many other cognitive abilities.


    Spirit: Spirit is the value that determines the strength of the soul and the activities related to it.

 The Banquet [part 1]

    Seeing this information on the status screen left me confused and doubtful.


    I began to ask myself many questions like:


    "Where did it get this information? How does it know my affinities when I''m just born? Will someone have access to this information through the System?"


    Despite firmly believing that the System is linked to the energy of the afterlife and that strange event I had caused, I couldn''t help but have doubts and concerns.


    Indeed, although I had only seen a screen when I took the last step to enter the portal, it could be just a coincidence and this System is actually connected to this world where every inhabitant has one.


    And this could also explain why I saw the interface only at that moment and not before.


    However, this is something I cannot know at the moment. So, it''s better for me to focus on what it shows.


    "It seems that I have many affinities, probably due to my reincarnation.


    I wonder if the fact that even when I was a fetus, I actively absorbed Mana has something to do with it.


    Also, the energy of this world is called Mana.


    And that there are 3 centers of power: Body, Mind, and Soul and they are surely connected to the 3 cores I have."


    "Furthermore, it seems that the System doesn''t have any other functionalities, and it doesn''t have a translation function, so I have to do my best to learn the language of this world as quickly as possible.


    Due to the lack of other functionalities from the System, I will miss things like quests, items, abilities, penalties, stats out of nowhere, and things like leveling up."


    "Seeing only this room and how it''s furnished, I can tell that this family seems to be very important, probably Noble."


    "Also, the innate ability is connected to the energy of the afterlife, so I found a way to obtain it and to understand more about it."


    After thinking this, I fell asleep.


    After several hours of sleeping, I woke up again. I was in the same room as before, but without all those people. In fact, it was just me with the nanny.


    The nanny immediately noticed that I had woken up and breastfed me again.


    In the meantime, I tried to see if there were any further clues about my current situation, but there weren''t any. Although I started to think that the nanny might not be as simple as I initially thought, since I was left alone with her without anyone else to protect me.


    After she finished breastfeeding me, she started reading what should be a bedtime story. At that point, not having any other way to find out more, I decided to try to understand the language of this new world and simultaneously accumulate mana.


    I woke up and fell asleep several times, and I always did the same things. Checking the System, it hadn''t even been 1 day since I was born.


    This made me understand that in this world, days didn''t have the same duration as those on Earth, and I began to wonder in what other ways it could be different.


    But since I couldn''t have an answer immediately, I focused again on what I was doing.


    Although that day ended for me in that way, it wasn''t the same for others.


    In fact, right after my birth, they decided to organize a banquet to celebrate.


    Invitations were sent to many noble families and powerful and important individuals. Among the people who received the invitation was the imperial family.


    No person, family, or organization dared to refuse the invitation that had been sent.


    Such was the influence and fear that the Ryushin family aroused. Everyone accepted out of fear of possible retaliation and of being on their side.


    The atmosphere inside the estate was very tense and agitated. All kinds of celebrities and famous envoys were about to visit the Ryushin family to see the newborn baby and the rise of Tenk¨± no tsurugi to a member of the Twelve Stars so everything had to be carefully prepared and absolutely perfect.


    Ryushin Chi remained silent and stared at everyone, and after a while, he nodded satisfactorily. Immediately, all the swords returned to their original position, alongside some knights.


    Soon Ryushin Seimei and various members of the family appeared from behind the guarding knights.


    Behind them were the main protagonists of this banquet.


    Ryushin Tenku advanced with measured steps and an erect posture that revealed his innate elegance with his blond, soft, and shiny hair cascading in gentle waves to his shoulders, framing a face with delicate and symmetrical features.


    His skin was smooth and pale, almost translucent, as if sculpted by the moonlight. His eyes, of a stormy gray, were large and expressive, veiled by long lashes that added a touch of mystery to his penetrating gaze. His lips were thin but well-defined, often curved in an enigmatic smile that revealed a row of white and perfect teeth. His nose was straight and proportionate, while the slightly sunken cheeks gave his face a thoughtful air.


    Despite his young age, he exuded an aura of maturity and confidence that clearly distinguished him from others.


    Next to the brother who had just made a name for himself was Schadet Oporitorc, who was being watched by his brother. From his expression, it could be understood that he was not bothered but neither happy. But he seemed rather indifferent.


    Although he knew that his brother''s birth would allow to increase the family''s strength and to carry on the legacy.


    The thousand guests who had come to the family today represented the prestige, authority, and power of the Ryushin family.


    Each of them was people with great power from clans, families, or organizations very influential. When they entered the estate one by one, it seemed that it rose proudly, looming over them like a monarch on the throne.


    It was as if the building commanded the guests to show the slightest courtesy and education when they were in its presence.


    The guarding knights and servants of the family were intoxicated by this feeling of importance as they all stood with imposing expressions. They had to show that even the guarding knights and servants of the Ryushin family were not common people, but they also shared the glory of the family.


    Meanwhile, Ryushin Tenku was witnessing this incredible spectacle with Ryushin Chi. They were on the balcony watching the courtyard. Ryushin Chi waved his hand occasionally to the guests, while Ryushin Tenku bowed his head courteously.


    "How many guests do you think there are today?" Ryushin Chi asked his son, who had just become a member of the Twelve Stars.


    "My rough estimate would be a thousand, father."


    "Exactly, I was told there were about a thousand. Today there are about two hundred more guests than at the banquet we organized some origin cycles ago. Do you understand what that means?"


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    He didn''t need to think about the answer.


    "It means that in the last origin cycles, the authority and power of our family have increased."


    Ryushin Chi had a satisfied smile.


    "Exactly. Even other clans and families could easily welcome a thousand guests to their banquet... But today all the visitors are prominent and distinguished figures. We don''t allow our banquets to be attended by small fry or worthless people."


    So he nodded at his father''s words.


    Just as Ryushin Chi had said, the thousand guests today were all stars and celebrities. They were the leaders driving the world, governing the billions of people who inhabited this continent.


    But even among all these rulers, the one at the top was Ryushin Chi.


    This was because he had made his way up among the various members of the Ryushin family to become its patriarch.


    Despite this, however, he hadn''t killed any of his relatives, due to the rules and traditions of the family, where it was forbidden to kill each other to obtain the position of patriarch.


    This rule was made to preserve the unity and stability of the Ryushin family, preventing destructive internal struggles that could weaken the family.


    In fact, there was no discrimination within the family, as it was based on merit and talent.


    Even collateral descendants could rise to occupy a significant position, as it had already happened and continued to happen.


    And precisely to prevent these two fundamental things from being lacking, as soon as Ryushin children were born, they were taken to a building separate from the main estate, and they all received the same resources.


    After finishing talking with Ryushin Tenk¨±, Ryushin Chi decided to step out and see the people present.


    After seeing them, he smiled satisfied at the sight, got up, and clapped once.


    Thump...!


    It sounded more like a deep and powerful drum than a clap. When the echo resonated in the hall, the guests who were chatting on the first floor stopped talking and looked up to the second floor where Ryushin Chi was waiting.


    In the midst of silence, Ryushin Chi looked at the guests and spoke loudly:


    "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for making all this way to our estate. I am Chi no tsurugi, patriarch of the Ryushin family.


    It seems that my new baby is quite decent, and so is Ryushin Tenku. Thanks to him, I have another chance to reunite with all these familiar faces and spend pleasant time. So, let''s give a round of applause to Schadet Oporitorc and Tenk¨± no tsurugi."


    Applause and cheers followed as in any formal banquet.


    "As you may all know, there are only two simple rules to follow at Ryushin banquets. First, if a fight breaks out during the party, the people involved will be escorted to the duel arena by the guarding knights. Secondly, the loser must accept their defeat, and the winner must show mercy. Don''t forget, this is a party."


    The audience called Ryushin banquets a "single-trunk bridge party."


    The principle behind a single-trunk bridge was that if two people faced each other on the bridge, there would be a clash and a dispute until one person admitted defeat and returned from where they came.


    And that was exactly the case with Ryushin banquets.


    A thousand influential and powerful characters from all over the world had gathered in one place. Many of them harbored grudges against other guests, so clashes and controversies were inevitable as guests indulged in the available alcohol.


    In normal banquets, the two parties with animosity would limit themselves to glaring from afar or simply having mild verbal disputes. But banquets hosted by the Ryushin were different.


    If two bitter enemies, drunk, stared into each other''s eyes, they simply had to head to the arena without making a fuss.


    The only rules were not to kill and to accept the results of the duels.


    Some would find it a shame not to be able to kill their nemesis, but it was still quite satisfying for the winner to punch and throw the opponent to the ground. The loser even had to admit to being weaker and inferior to them, which was very satisfying.


    "Well, then, I hope you all enjoy yourselves before you leave."


    More applause followed, and Ryushin Tenku trembled as he watched the flushed and joyful faces below. A refreshing and electrifying thrill ran down his spine and spread throughout his body.


    Then Ryushin Chi said: "The guests have almost reached the villa. Let''s go back inside."


    Under the dark evening sky, countless lights illuminated the plains beyond the main gate of the Ryushin family.


    These lights belonged to the camps that had been set up outside the main house of the Ryushin family where the attendants of today''s visitors were staying.


    These people would have to wait under the tents for three days until the end of the banquet.


    "Yes, father."


    "Oh, and after the end of the banquet, I need to have a word with you. Wait in the house until I call you."


    The official participation of Ryushin Tenk¨± in the Great Noble Banquet.


    That''s what it was. Since he already expected it, Tenk¨± no tsurugi was not entirely surprised. However, hearing it directly from his father''s mouth was a completely different sensation.


    "Now you can go down and have fun. And if someone catches your interest, you can take them to the arena. But it can''t be someone who seems weaker than you, unless they have insulted you and the family."


    "Yes, father. And I assume I''m not allowed to lose either."


    "Of course not. If you do, I''ll take away everything I''ve given you so far.


    "I''ll keep that in mind."


    Ryushin Chi descended first and mingled with the guests. Although he had organized this banquet for Ryushin Tenku, he had no intention of taking his son everywhere with him and boasting about it to the guests.


    Ryushin Tenku chuckled as he watched his father''s back. Then he turned and descended the stairs on the other side.


    As soon as he reached the first floor, he immediately felt countless eyes on him, scrutinizing him. Some of them came from large groups of people who openly stared at him, while others were much more discreet.


    They were all surprised but interested.


    This delicate-looking boy, who still seemed so young, had really become one of the Twelve Stars?


    The guests wondered among themselves with eyes full of curiosity.


    What should Ryushin Tenku do now?


    Should he walk confidently into the crowd with an imposing expression like a lion? Or should he behave like an innocent child and approach the guests thanking them for coming today?

 The Banquet [part 2]

    Ryushin Tenku smiled to himself as he realized he had had ridiculous ideas that he would never even realize.


    He intended to walk to the center of the room and stand still with a composed look, as if he had little or no regard for the guests. His position tonight would be at the center of everything, and so it would be for the rest of his life.


    A person whose future was as bright as his simply had to stay put in his place.


    Those who had to make an effort to come and talk to him were the guests.


    So Ryushin Tenku took a glass of wine from one of the busy servants'' trays. The expensive and famous wine, which even a rich aristocrat only opened on special days, was distributed like cheap water.


    So he took a small sip of wine, feeling its rich taste spread through his mouth, and smiled as he looked around.


    He saw familiar and unfamiliar faces, all gathered to celebrate his brother''s birth and his success.


    Then another member of the Ryushin family approached, looking even younger than Ryushin Tenku.


    The young man moved with a grace that revealed his innate elegance.


    His blond hair, soft and silky, fell in light waves around his face, reflecting the light like pure gold threads.


    His skin was smooth and fair, a perfect contrast to his vibrant green eyes that sparkled with intelligence and curiosity, while his finely sculpted features were framed by a straight nose and well-defined lips that often broke into a disarming smile.


    Despite his youth, there was a maturity in his eyes that spoke of experiences beyond his years.


    His name was Kaminari no Tsurugi.


    He approached Ryushin Tenku and said, "Congratulations, brother. May I stay by your side for a while?"


    The first to speak with Ryushin Tenku was none other than Ryushin Kaminari, his younger brother. Ryushin Tenku looked at his brothers standing side by side and smiled.


    "Of course. How is your training going these days?"


    As Ryushin Tenku welcomed him happily, a joyful expression appeared on Ryushin Kaminari''s face.


    Amid all these guests, he wanted to use Ryushin Tenku''s fame to elevate his own position and reputation. Something like ''We are close to him, all of us!''


    "I''m improving these days. I think that soon I will fully comprehend a law, but then I''ll need to integrate it into my combat style."


    "Really? That''s fantastic. It sounds like your combat power will increase significantly soon. Once you''ve comprehended that new law, shall we spar?"


    "Of course! Naturally, we will. Direct experience is the best way to learn. It''s so reassuring to know that you''ll help me integrate it into my combat style."


    As he responded awkwardly, Ryushin Kaminari put his arm around Ryushin Tenku''s shoulders.


    Meanwhile, Ryushin Tenku found his brother''s awkwardness rather amusing and let him do as he pleased.


    Instead, he quietly whispered into Ryushin Kaminari''s ear.


    "Once you''ve performed enough and are satisfied, move on."


    Ryushin Kaminari sincerely smiled at his brother''s words, aware that he understood his purpose, and discreetly nodded. Afterwards, Ryushin Kaminari stayed chatting with Ryushin Tenku for another five minutes before taking his leave.


    The younger brother''s withdrawal was like breaking a dam. Once the place was emptied, the guests who had been watching the star of the night began to approach one by one.


    Thanks to him, the guests had learned that Ryushin Tenku wasn''t so irritable or irascible.


    "Nice to meet you. I am Ame no Tsurugi Munashi from the Munashi family."


    "Pleasure to meet you, Sir Ame no Yari Munashi. Is the food prepared by the Ryushin family to your liking?"


    "Nice to meet you. I am Kiri no Yari Munashi, also from the Munashi family."


    "Likewise. I am Ryushin Tenku of the Ryushin family. I''ve always wanted to meet people from the Munashi clan, renowned for their spear skills."


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    "Haha, we came here as quickly as possible when we heard that the young master of the Ryushin family had become a member of the Twelve Stars. Nice to meet you!


    I am Satsuriku no Hoko of the Doragon-¨­ no Kishi."


    "Oh, so you are Sir Kobayashi Satsuriku! My nanny often told me stories of your heroic deeds when I was younger. It''s an honor to finally meet you."


    And so, the guests greeted Ryushin Tenku formally yet warmly, one after another. Suddenly, a towering man loomed over Ryushin Tenku, ruffled his hair, and spoke loudly in a casual and friendly manner.


    "Haha, so you''re Ryushin Tenku! I was so curious to see what brat had become a member of the Twelve Stars at such a young age. Ah, you''re really just a few origin cycles younger than me. Nice to meet you! My name is Fuantei-na Tsurugi."


    Kurosuki Fuantei did not reveal his surname because he believed Ryushin Tenku would recognize him¡ªand he did. He was a talented, strong, and promising warrior from the Kurosuki clan.


    Perhaps because he was respected and esteemed in his clan, Kurosuki Fuantei seemed to have forgotten that he was in the main estate of the Ryushin family and needed to show proper manners.


    And so, Ryushin Tenku smiled gently and responded.


    "Oh, yes, nice to meet you, Fuantei-na Tsurugi."


    The tension in the air became palpable as the other guests watched the interaction between Ryushin Tenku and Kurosuki Fuantei, noting the lack of respect and the neglected manners of the latter.


    The vigorous laughter and excitement of Kurosuki Fuantei disappeared and his face hardened.


    One second... two seconds... three seconds... four seconds... five seconds...


    Ryushin Tenku waited for Kurosuki Fuantei to correct his mistake, while the latter''s expression slowly began to show displeasure.


    It wasn''t a complicated matter. Even Kobayashi Satsuriku, who was entering his tenth origin cycle this year, showed the due respect to a much younger boy.


    Therefore, Kurosuki Fuantei, who had not yet reached five origin cycles, had no right to speak informally with Ryushin Tenku.


    "Ah, I''m not sure if the food we''ve prepared is suitable for that rude and tactless tongue of yours, Kurosuki Fuantei."


    Ryushin Tenku followed up and spoke quietly, at which Kurosuki Fuantei''s ears turned red. Many guests were watching them. The anger and slander made Kurosuki Fuantei''s blood boil and pump faster through his veins.


    "Oi, Mr. Exceptional Brat. Are you trying to embarrass me just because I spoke a bit casually? You may be a Ryushin, but in the world of warriors and martial artists, I am far your senior. I just wanted to be friendly since you''re an exceptional newcomer, so don''t overdo it!"


    Kurosuki Fuantei spoke as if he couldn''t believe the boy''s absurdity.


    But Ryushin Tenku realized he had to explain the current situation in great detail to get through to that idiot''s empty head.


    "Listen carefully, Kurosuki Fuantei of the Kurosuki clan. Your behavior has been an insult not only to me but also to all the guests who have shown me due courtesy. If you truly care about senior-junior relations, then you should have been much more careful than usual."


    "What?"


    "The next patriarch and his right-hand man of the Munashi clan, Sir Kobayashi Satsuriku of the Doragon-¨­ no Kishi, and all the others. Aren''t they all your seniors? If you have the right eyes and ears, you should have noticed how they have behaved towards me so far."


    Munashi Ame and Munashi Kiri nodded in affirmation, while Kobayashi Satsuriku observed the interesting situation with gleaming eyes.


    The other spectators sighed or whispered among themselves.


    "If you behave like this, then what do you think of the others, your seniors? Acknowledge your mistake and apologize. If you do, I''ll overlook this incident, since I''ve already said my piece."


    A/N = From now on, 100.000 years terrestrials will be referred to as an Origin cycle.

 Banquet [part 3]

    After listening to that, Kurosuki Fuantei was about to explode with anger, but...


    Oooh¡ª!


    The spectators emitted sounds of admiration and amazement, while some of them even whistled loudly.


    "This time he got you, Kurosuki Fuantei!"


    "Kuhaha, see? I always told you to be more careful in front of others, Kurosuki Fuantei. My friend, it seems that the young master Ryushin has taught you an important life lesson."


    "The master saved your life, you know? I''m sure you would have gotten into big trouble later in life because of your barking trap. Ahah, listen to the teachings of the young master."


    "Don''t tell me you''ll challenge him to a duel for your embarrassment. I''d like to think you''re not that obtuse."


    The other guests naturally approached Kurosuki Fuantei and patted him on the back and shoulders to lighten the atmosphere. They were all senior martial artists and cultivators who were close to him.


    Kurosuki Fuantei took a deep breath, trying to control the storm of emotions boiling inside him. He had a very simple mindset.


    He felt the warmth of the pats on his back from his fellow cultivators, and slowly the anger turned into gratitude.


    Realizing the importance of the lesson he had received, he said with a forced smile, "It seems I made a mistake. Thank you all for opening my eyes. I won''t make the same mistake twice. I have much to learn from the young master Ryushin. Seniors and elders, I hope you will forgive your foolish junior for his mistake. I would be grateful if even the Young Master Ryushin Tenku would forgive me. Thank you all for opening my eyes. I won''t make the same mistake twice."


    "Of course, Sir Kurosuki Fuantei."


    A situation that could have escalated terribly ended warmly and amicably.


    With a nod of thanks, Kurosuki Fuantei moved away from the crowd, determined to put into practice what he had learned and walked towards the members of his clan.


    "Really a shame, I was hoping he would eventually challenge me to a duel, but in the end he only receives a reprimand from the patriarch and elders of the Kurosuki clan. But even that is good enough, I put him back in his place without even lifting a finger.


    Moreover, both the patriarch and the elders of the Kurosuki Clan were already frowning when Kurosuki Fuantei spoke to me informally. They had already realized that the member of their clan had made a mistake.


    In fact, both the patriarch and the elders of the Kurosuki clan, who were nervously watching from the table over there, would have rushed over to take him away," Ryushin Tenku thought.


    After the pleasantries exchanged with various guests, Ryushin Tenku decided to sit down and decide who would be the next people he would greet based on their importance.


    Once he had decided that, he was about to get up from his chair when suddenly...


    Clack!


    Someone placed a glass of wine on Ryushin Tenku''s table and sat down next to him.


    The young woman approached Ryushin Tenku''s table with a grace reminiscent of cherry blossoms dancing in the spring breeze. Her long red hair, smooth as silk, cascaded down her back like a fiery waterfall. Her purple eyes were deep and mysterious, as if they held ancient secrets and forbidden dreams.


    On her neck, a small tattoo of a dragon boldly stood out. The intense red of the dragon seemed to glow, almost as if it were alive. Its sinuous and articulated lines intertwined, creating a work of art on her pale skin. It was a symbol of strength and power, and anyone who saw it couldn''t help but wonder what story lay behind that design.


    The young woman wore a tight black silk dress, clinging to her body with a deep neckline that revealed the tattoo. Her movements were fluid and confident, as if she were used to moving among shadows and secrets. She had the air of someone who had seen much in her life, yet there was still a light of curiosity in her eyes.


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    When she spoke, her voice was calm and her words were polite, with a tone loaded with challenge: "May I dare to ask for a glass from the rising star of the Ryushin?"


    Ryushin Tenku looked up and made eye contact with the young woman. Then he couldn''t help but chuckle softly.


    "Of course, Lady Amari Yui, of the Imperial Guards, and member of the Twelve Stars, you are welcome. Tell me, where is the fourth prince you usually escort?" Ryushin Tenku asked, full of curiosity.


    "The fourth prince is near a turning point, so the second one came," Amari Yui replied firmly.


    "Is that so? Isn''t it because he still has bad memories due to our little encounter?" Ryushin Tenku asked, chuckling.


    "Of course it is. What proof do you have to say otherwise?" asked another person who had just intervened in the conversation.


    This person is a young man with delicate features and refined bearing who stands elegantly among the crowd.


    His black hair, shiny as ebony, falls softly on his forehead, framing a face with harmonious features that, together with his pale, almost translucent skin, seems to reflect light ethereally.


    The amber-colored eyes are the most fascinating feature of his face. Deep and mysterious, they capture the gaze of anyone who meets them. They are the eyes of someone who has lived many stories, who has seen the world through a unique lens. When they stare at you, it seems like they can read your most secret thoughts.


    The young man wears a dark tailor-made suit, where the jacket fits snugly and the pants are perfectly tailored.


    Every movement is calculated and every gesture measured, giving the impression that he knows he is the center of attention, but does not flaunt it, making it seem to others that his elegance is natural, innate.


    When he moves, it seems to others that he is dancing, as if invisible music were guiding him. His hands are agile and slender, and when he smiles, his face lights up with disarming beauty.


    "When I wondered where you were, Ky¨­i no tsurugi, or should I say your highness?" Ryushin Tenku asked.


    "For you, I am, and will always be your highness," replied Suzuki Ky¨­i firmly.


    Ryushin Tenku stared at the imposing figure of Suzuki Ky¨­i, the prince with the icy gaze and the sword as sharp as a moonbeam. The tension in the air was palpable, and the wind seemed to hold its breath.


    "Suzuki Ky¨­i, haven''t you learned to respect boundaries yet?" Ryushin Tenku said sharply. "This is Ryushin territory, and here we are the supreme lords."


    Suzuki Ky¨­i smiled, but his smile didn''t reach his eyes. "Respect is for the weak. And I am not weak."


    "Don''t confuse arrogance with strength, Suzuki Ky¨­i," retorted Ryushin Tenku, keeping his grip firm on the sword. "You can be arrogant only if you have the strength to back up what you say, but you don''t have enough strength."


    The tension between the two was palpable as the onlookers oscillated between them, trying to perceive the slightest detail of what was about to happen.


    Nakamura Ky¨­i stood up slowly, his imposing posture exuding an aura of power and determination. "Perhaps you haven''t yet understood the true nature of my strength, Ryushin Tenku. But soon you will."


    With a fluid movement, he drew his sword, and the blade gleamed in the candlelight, emanating a vibrant energy.


    Ryushin Tenku remained immobile, his hand on his sword, ready to respond to the challenge. "If it''s a lesson you seek, Suzuki Ky¨­i, I will gladly give it to you."


    The tension became palpable as the two prepared to confront each other in a duel that could change the course of the evening.

 Bet and Duel [part 1]

    Seeing how the tension between the two had risen, Lady Amari Yui decided to intervene.


    She said, "Since you are so eager to duel, do it in the dueling arena. This way, you will entertain the other guests as well."


    As she said this, she thought, "And to think that even if I had intervened to stop this, the duel would have happened anyway," she sighed mentally.


    Although she had noticed what Ryushin Tenku had planned, she decided to do nothing, as she was sure he would ultimately achieve his goal. Besides, no one would die, and she was sure the second prince was also planning something.


    Thus, Ryushin Tenku and Suzuki Ky¨­i sheathed their swords again and headed to the dueling arena.


    The dueling arena, which had been silent until a moment before, began to fill with people.


    Although fighters and spectators would usually start gathering here after midnight, due to the news of the imminent duel between Ryushin Tenku and Suzuki Ky¨­i, the arena had become crowded. Among those people were Amari Yui and Schadet Oporitorco, who was being carried by his nanny.


    Ryushin Tenku and Suzuki Ky¨­i would have the honor of holding the first duel of this banquet.


    Ryushin Tenku had a happy expression; his plan had gone as expected, and he would finally have the opportunity to fight and defeat another member of the Imperial family.


    And for him, there was no better place to do it than within the dueling arena.


    Defeating Suzuki Ky¨­i in front of countless guests would be the perfect stage to gain additional fame, respect, and to show that he hadn''t become a member of the Twelve Stars by chance.


    Once inside the arena, the guardian knights stationed there raised their swords in salute.


    "Have you come to duel, young master?"


    "Right. I have come to duel with Suzuki Ky¨­i, so pay attention to the duel and intervene if things get out of hand. Also, I would like one of you to bring us two decent swords to use."


    "YES. I wish you to have fun and a good duel."


    The shrewd guardian knight replied to Ryushin Tenku, and the young man nodded, satisfied.


    "That would be perfect."


    The doctor, too, read the room and decided to observe the duel between Ryushin Tenku and Suzuki Ky¨­i, expecting that one of them would get injured during the duel.


    Now, countless people stood in the wide, round arena, waiting for the duel to begin.


    Not long after, the guardian knight returned with two swords.


    Ryushin Tenku told Suzuki Ky¨­i to choose his weapon first.


    "Please, choose the one that best fits your hand, Your Highness Suzuki Ky¨­i."


    "Ryushin Tenku. Your arrogance reaches the skies, even though you have just become a member of the Twelve Stars."


    Nakamura Ky¨­i didn''t bother comparing the blades and simply grabbed the nearest one.


    Once he took his stance and raised the weapon, the air around him changed completely. The burning anger in his eyes was replaced by a cold concentration, and the sword he held diagonally showed no visible tremor.


    "Before we start, what do you say we make a wager under oath?" Suzuki Ky¨­i asked, his tone and expression confident.


    Intrigued, Ryushin Tenku asked, "What is the wager about?"


    Suzuki Ky¨­i pretended to think for a moment and said, "If I win, you must give me a Phoenix heart, bow to me, and tell me everything about the confrontation between you and my brother, not leaving out a single detail, understand?"


    Ryushin Tenku considered Suzuki Ky¨­i''s request and finally said, "Understood. In that case, if I win, you must give me a Dragon heart, convince Lady Amari Yui to fight me, and grant the Ryushin family access to a gold mine."


    Suzuki Ky¨­i frowned and said, "Fine, but access to the mine will be given temporarily and for only 2 origin cycles."


    Since Ryushin Tenku had already expected something like this, he smiled and promptly agreed.


    Since they had both come to an agreement, they both made an oath.


    "I swear on my Origin," they both said.


    Once the oath was made, they both had satisfied expressions.


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    Suzuki Ky¨­i was convinced of victory, given that a few months earlier, he had defeated another member of the Twelve Stars, Gens¨­ no tsurugi, who belonged to another of the Four Great Families. Thanks to that victory, he gained fame and prestige within the imperial palace. But what he gained the most was not fame or prestige, but resources.


    So, he was sure that if he defeated Ryushin Tenku as well, he would gain access to additional resources from the family.


    Meanwhile, Ryushin Tenku was convinced of victory because the reason Suzuki Ky¨­i had won against another member of the Twelve Stars was him.


    This was because a few days before Suzuki Ky¨­i''s confrontation, he had a clash with Jin Gens¨­, causing him an injury that for anyone not part of the Four Great Families or the Imperial Family would have been fatal.


    So, after winning against Suzuki Ky¨­i, he would surely gain several gold tablets and perhaps one platinum tablet issued directly by the patriarch.


    Moreover, if he managed to defeat Lady Amari Yui... No, no point in thinking about that now.


    ***


    Ryushin issues platinum, gold, silver, or bronze tablets based on their achievements. Even the bronze tablet, considered the lowest grade, issued directly by the head of the family would still bring respectable rewards.


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    Inside the arena stands


    After hearing those words, everyone was euphoric, and the duel for them acquired a new meaning. It was no longer just a duel for honor and respect; it had become a duel for resources and power. Each of the present felt involved in this epic bet between the two master swordsmen.


    The involved factions prepared intensely for the imminent duel. They decided to start a bet. Because of this, every strategic move was evaluated carefully, as the outcome of this clash would have consequences for everyone.


    So, in the end, they all placed bets. Most people bet on Suzuki Ky¨­i due to his recent victory against Jin Gens¨­. Despite this, all the members of the Ryushin family bet on Ryushin Tenku''s victory.


    After hearing the oath between Ryushin Tenku and Suzuki Ky¨­i, Lady Amari Yui frowned. Even though she was fairly certain of what Suzuki Ky¨­i was planning, she could do nothing.


    Despite this, she did not dare to complain because of Suzuki Ky¨­i''s status, as he was a prince of the Empire she served.


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    "Seeing what''s happening, it''s likely that a duel will occur soon, and that they have made a bet regarding its outcome. Not only him but many present in the stands, where one of those two people should be a Ryushin judging by the events that have transpired," thought Schadet Oporitorco.


    The nanny, noticing his attention on the duel, thought, "It seems he is quite curious about this duel. I hope that by watching it, he develops a great fighting spirit that will lead him to train hard."


    ***


    A nanny within the Ryushin family was responsible for the upbringing of a Ryushin child, and their future largely depended on how strong and reliable the child became.


    ***


    The duel between Ryushin Tenku and Suzuki Ky¨­i was now about to begin, and the atmosphere in the arena was electric. All eyes were fixed on the two swordsmen as they prepared to fight.


    Ryushin Tenku, with a confident smile on his face, grabbed the sword offered to him by the guardian knight and prepared for the challenge. His determination was palpable, aware of his goal and the consequences of victory.


    On the other side, Suzuki Ky¨­i maintained a focused and resolute expression. He had already demonstrated his skill in the past and was now determined to win this duel as well.


    With the oaths taken and the bets placed, the duel took on an even more intense dimension. Every move, every parry, would impact not only the swordsmen but everyone who had bet on their outcome.


    In the arena, the spectators held their breath, ready to see who would prevail in this epic confrontation between a member of a Great Family and a member of the Imperial Family.

 Bet and Duel [part 2]

    "Well, now that the audience has placed their bets, let''s begin," said Ryushin Tenku with an extremely calm voice.


    Thus, a blue line oscillated without hesitation.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i, who was blinking while standing still, turned around belatedly.


    However, Ryushin Tenku''s strike was much faster than expected, so much so that he could barely see it.


    A burning pain radiated from his chest. A gash had appeared on his chest, and blood was oozing from it.


    Because of this, there was a strong smell of blood that tickled his nose.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i decided to take a few steps back and, uncertain, looked at Ryushin Tenku with a stunned expression.


    He, who thought he was stronger, had proven to be weaker. Or rather, Ryushin Tenku was stronger than he had expected.


    As if nothing was wrong, Ryushin Tenku stared at Suzuki Ky¨­i with a calm gaze that was difficult for him to handle.


    "It''s a shame. I made too superficial a cut," said Ryushin Tenku dissatisfied.


    As he said, the wound caused by the sword was superficial. There was only a slight scratch on his chest, but apart from that, there were no other injuries.


    However, the injuries Suzuki Ky¨­i sustained did not limit themselves to those on the tissue, which were healing rapidly.


    Meanwhile, Suzuki Ky¨­i, perplexed and discouraged, began to think, "He seems to be much stronger than Jin Gens¨­. But even so, how did I manage to defeat him in such a humiliating way?"


    As if he could read his mind, Ryushin Tenku said with a clear sneer, while about to launch another attack, "It doesn''t take much to understand what you''re thinking."


    He paused, while a strange cold energy began to swirl around his sword, freezing the blade, and continued saying:


    "You''re surely wondering why you managed to humiliate Jin Gens¨­ in that way."


    Indeed, Suzuki Ky¨­i was not the only one wondering that at the moment. Many in the stands of the arena had become curious about the answer to this question.


    "The truth is that I mortally wounded him a few days ago," he said in a heavy voice.


    This left everyone in the arena astonished, the shock was so great that they all forgot what they were doing and remained silent.


    In that single instant, everyone listened to Ryushin Tenku''s words, and with them, everyone began to change their opinion of Suzuki Ky¨­i.


    Ryushin Tenku, with his confession, deeply shook the arena and the people inside it. The revelation of his previous action against Jin Gens¨­ cast a shadow on Nakamura Ky¨­i''s reputation and drastically changed the public''s perception of him.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i, surprised and bewildered by the revelation, tried to maintain his composure. However, his expression clearly reflected the shock and disbelief in the face of what he had heard.


    It was clear that this revelation would have a significant impact on the duel''s outcome and his reputation within the imperial palace.


    In the arena, the silence was deafening, broken only by the heavy breathing of those present and the attentive gaze of the spectators waiting to see how the events would unfold.


    Lady Amari Yui, observing from her position in the stands, was silent and thoughtful. She had feared that this duel would lead to unforeseen consequences, but she had not anticipated such a shocking revelation from Ryushin Tenku.


    She now had to carefully evaluate how to act in the face of this new situation and the implications it would have for the stability of the empire.


    After those words, Ryushin Tenku, with a malicious smile, quickly approached Suzuki Ky¨­i, with his sword still charged with that cold energy that had frozen the blade.


    He had laid all his cards on the table, revealing the reason why Suzuki Ky¨­i had won, putting him in an extremely vulnerable position due to his shock and loss of confidence.


    Moments later, Ryushin Tenku''s strike came, a perfect combination of precision and power.


    With it, the tension in the arena grew.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i, still incredulous at what Ryushin Tenku had said, could not remain in that state.


    Thus, faced with the prospects of such a rapid and humiliating defeat, he decided to gather his strength and regain control of the situation.


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    So, he decided to make a direct attack, clashing his blade against Ryushin Tenku''s.


    However, Ryushin Tenku had already anticipated that would happen, so he chose to shift slightly to the side after his feint had succeeded.


    Thus, his blade ended up next to Suzuki Ky¨­i''s throat.


    Ryushin Tenku, with cunning and skill, had deceived Suzuki Ky¨­i with the slight movement and his feint, demonstrating his total control of the situation. While the blade of his sword was positioned next to Suzuki Ky¨­i''s throat, Ryushin Tenku showed no sign of mercy or hesitation.


    In the arena, the atmosphere was charged with tension and anticipation. The spectators held their breath, unable to take their eyes off the duel unfolding before their eyes. Every move, every gesture, was observed carefully, as the fate of the two swordsmen and their families hung by a thin thread.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i, despite having been deceived, did not give up. With one last spark of determination, he tried to counterattack, but Ryushin Tenku was one step ahead of him. With a swift and precise move, he disarmed Suzuki Ky¨­i and forced him to surrender.


    In the arena, the spectators were suspended between astonishment and admiration for Ryushin Tenku''s strength and pity for Suzuki Ky¨­i''s downfall.


    In the arena, as the clamor of the victors mingled with the lament of the losers, the bets had been overturned.


    The people belonging to the Ryushin family and a few others who won a large sum of money were rejoicing and laughing with joy.


    RETURNING TO MC


    Seeing the end of this duel, Schadet Oporitorc was impressed by how easily Ryushin Tenku could win and decide the life and death of his opponent. "I want that power," he initially thought, then changed his thoughts to something else: "No. It''s not enough. I want a power that is superior to that, and to that of the people who manage the Underworld and the cycle of reincarnation."


    This duel strengthened his determination to become stronger.


    Additionally, after the end of it, he also understood other things.


    Like the fact that the Ryushin had won all the bets that had taken place, both those within the stands and the bet Ryushin Tenku had made.


    However, even though he did not understand the language of this place, it seemed clear to him that all this was planned.


    It was as if they knew he would challenge him, made a bet to encourage the audience to bet on the clash.


    Given that from their expressions, it''s easy to understand they won because they bet on him, and the confidence he showed while starting the bet, it''s clear they were certain he would win.


    The problem for me now is understanding where that certainty comes from and how strong he really is.


    ***


    Alliances had to be reconsidered, and the entire balance of power within the imperial palace was in the balance.


    **


    "Fortunately, I stopped in time, otherwise I would have ended up worse. I really have to be grateful to the seniors who advised me."


    Returning to Ryushin Tenku


    Once he won, Ryushin Tenku decided to further mock and embarrass his opponent by saying, "It seems you have lost, Suzuki Ky¨­i. I hope you won''t go back on your word."


    At that point, with a tone full of nervousness and anger, Suzuki Ky¨­i said, "How could I go back on my word given in front of so many people, after we even made an oath?"


    So, he looked in the direction of Lady Amari Yui, who immediately descended from the stands of the arena to reach the center of the arena.


    Lady Amari Yui approached the center of the arena with a determined step, maintaining her composure despite the tension in the air, and said, "Since His Highness, the second prince Suzuki Ky¨­i, has lost, I have come here to fulfill part of his oath."


    At that point, Ryushin Tenku nodded and said, "Good, Suzuki Ky¨­i, you can go now."


    So, he left without replying; the humiliation he had suffered today was enough. He did not want to make himself even more ridiculous.


    With a new duel about to take place, the tension inside the arena was charged once more.

 Bet and Duel [part 3]

    With the start of a new duel, the guardian knights brought out weapons to be used again.


    Ryushin Tenku once again chose a sword, while Lady Amari Yui selected a spear.


    After choosing their weapons, it was clear to everyone that the duel with Lady Amari Yui was about to begin.


    But, Ryushin Tenku said in a nonchalant voice, "I doubt you''re interested in betting, but I''ll ask just in case. Do you want to bet?"


    To this question, Lady Amari Yui responded in a confident tone, "Just as you said, I''m not really interested in betting. However..." she turned to the Second Prince, "it''s not up to me to decide."


    Ryushin Tenku replied in an understanding tone, "I see, so you want Suzuki Ky¨­i to choose for you."


    So, he took a moment of pause and said, "Since it ultimately depends on you, Suzuki Ky¨­i, do you want to bet again?"


    Meanwhile, Suzuki Ky¨­i


    After the humiliation suffered from the duel, the doctor wanted to confirm his physical condition, but he told him he was fine. After hearing that, the doctor didn''t insist further and left, taking his leave.


    After the doctor left, he decided to mingle with the crowd present, who wanted to see what would happen in the duel between Ryushin Tenku and Amari Yui, to think about how he should handle the repercussions of the lost bet and if the rumor that his victory against Jin Gens¨­ was due to an injury the latter received from Ryushin Tenku was confirmed.


    When suddenly he felt the gaze of Amari Yui, followed by Ryushin Tenku''s question about making a second bet.


    At that point, he had two choices: accept or refuse.


    If he refused, his situation wouldn''t change and no one could blame him for this decision after losing the duel and the previous bet in that manner.


    If he decided to accept, he could lose again and worsen his current situation.


    There could be a tie, where both were wrong, which wouldn''t change his situation.


    Or, he could win and nullify the losses from the previous bet.


    So, there were three possible outcomes for him: worsen, stay the same, or improve his situation.


    Therefore, he would have a 100% certainty of what would happen based on whether he decides to bet or not, only if he doesn''t bet.


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    If he decides to bet, he would have a 33.33% chance of winning.


    Given these figures, if the situation is evaluated solely in terms of probability and possible outcomes, the most rational choice would be not to bet.


    However, if there was even a chance for him to recover what he had lost in the previous bet, it was worth it.


    So he responded confidently, "I accept. If I win, I want the previous oath to be annulled."


    Hearing this, Ryushin Tenku frowned.


    Seeing that, Suzuki Ky¨­i thought to himself: "It seems he didn''t expect me to accept, and that he did it just to provoke me further. I doubt he''ll back out, so what will he say?"


    "I doubt I can do that," Ryushin Tenku said coldly.


    At that point, the audience was in an uproar, almost no one expected him to say that since he was the one who proposed a new bet.


    The few who expected it had grasped the deeper meaning.


    "He can''t annul the oath because it would be like nullifying the duel with Lady Amari Yui, since this duel is a reward obtained from that bet, you should choose something else," they understood.


    After hearing that, Nakamura Ky¨­i said in a cold, deep voice, "Explain yourself."


    "I can''t annul the oath because it would be like nullifying the duel with Lady Amari Yui, and since this duel is a reward obtained from that bet, you should choose something else to compensate for that part of the oath."


    Suzuki Ky¨­i carefully considered Ryushin Tenku''s words.


    What he said was correct.


    Indeed, it was true that annulling the oath would compromise the validity of the duel with Lady Amari Yui and would raise issues of fairness and integrity in the arena.


    "So, what do you suggest?" asked Suzuki Ky¨­i with a challenging tone, determined not to be manipulated and humiliated further.


    Ryushin Tenku took a moment to reflect before responding. "If you want a new bet, then we should find a different prize than simply annulling the previous oath."


    Ryushin Tenku''s proposal caused a buzz of conversations among the spectators. It was evident that this new turn would lead to a new set of negotiations and decisions by both duelists.


    "Just as you said, Ryushin Tenku," said Suzuki Ky¨­i, trying to remain calm despite the growing tension in the air. "We''re here to find a fair and acceptable agreement for both."


    Ryushin Tenku nodded approvingly. "Exactly. So, what do you suggest as the new prize for this bet?"


    Suzuki Ky¨­i quickly reflected, trying to find a solution that would guarantee him an advantage in case of victory.


    "I propose that, in case of Lady Amari Yui''s victory, you give me a Dragon''s Heart and grant the imperial family access to a Ten Thousand Years Iron Mine for two Origin Cycles."


    Suzuki Ky¨­i''s words caused another wave of conversations among the spectators. It was clear that this new bet would have long-term consequences for both duelists.


    Ryushin Tenku observed Suzuki Ky¨­i carefully, evaluating his proposal. After a moment of silence, he slowly nodded.


    "Alright, I accept your proposal. If you win, you''ll have the right to that. But if I win, you''ll have to give me a Phoenix''s Heart and grant the Ryushin family access to a mithril mine for two Origin Cycles."


    Since both had now reached an agreement, they decided to make an oath again.


    "I swear on my Origin," they both said.


    With the new bet established, the tension in the arena reached a new peak. The spectators wondered what the outcome of this new development would be, and the people in the stands decided to bet again among themselves.


    This time, the members of the Ryushin family didn''t bet on Ryushin Tenku''s victory but on his draw.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i also joined these bets, wagering on Amari Yui''s victory.


    "It''s do or die. If she doesn''t win, or even worse, loses the duel, the consequences will be much graver than losing something in this bet."


    Meanwhile, Ryushin Tenku thought: "Although we gain more from the rewards obtained with my victory, I''m not sure I can win.


    However, I''m not sure of losing either.


    This course of action is really the best we can take. Since if I win, we gain more than the losses incurred by betting, if we draw, we still win something, if I lose the duel, we don''t lose anything we didn''t already have before today."


    Once all bets were placed, the tension in the arena was palpable as the duel approached.


    The spectators were watching intently, aware that this new bet would lead to significant consequences for both contestants and their families.


    Suzuki Ky¨­i also watched the duel carefully, as winning would allow him to recover what he had lost in the previous bet.


    On the other hand, Ryushin Tenku was mentally preparing for the imminent duel. Even though he knew he had an advantage with the new bet, he didn''t underestimate his opponent and was ready to give his best in the fight.


    As the two prepared to face each other, the air around them was charged with tension and anticipation. The spectators were eager to see how the duel would unfold and what the final outcome would be.


    With a wave of the hand, the two duelists charged at each other, determined to demonstrate their skill and achieve victory.


    The spectators held their breath, watching fervently as the duel unfolded before their eyes. Every move, every strategy, could make the difference between victory and defeat.


    And so, the duel between Ryushin Tenku and Lady Amari Yui began.