RISE OF THE HOLY DEMONIC GOD

Ch 79: Mircale and Destiny.

"Yes, what happened was that after emerging from his revenge-driven madness, the King realized his mistake. He did not feel guilty for killing the other kings, but his heart was filled with guilt for killing innocent people in his quest for more power.

Just as he was about to kill himself and finish off the final person on the Blue Planet, himself, something happened that stopped him.

A man appeared in front of him, changing his entire perspective on life before he could do or say anything. With just a flick of his hand, the man accomplished something that even the Emperor could not achieve in his lifetime or anyone in our world till the end of time.

And the thing he did was....."

"What, what did he do, mom? Did he kill the Emperor or stop him from killing himself?"

Jasmine watched as her son asked such an obvious question. She couldn't stop herself and gave him a quick chop on the head.

It didn't hurt him much, but Jasmine felt a current passing through her hand.

"Aooch," Rey said as he rubbed the area where he was hit on the head, while Jasmine rubbed her hand to soothe the pain coursing through her.

'When did he get so strong? Is he secretly learning martial arts to train his body?'

"Mom, why did you hit me?"

"Nothing, just because I couldn't stand to see my son's stupidity like this. Even when I told you the Emperor is alive, how can you say that he is dead?"

"Oh, sorry, my mistake."

Jasmine sighed as she continued the story.

"So, when the Emperor came in front of him, what the man did with a single flick of his hand was miraculous. All over the kingdoms and cities, the bodies of the killed people, which were lying around in pieces or smashed, started to shake.

Before the Emperor could think of anything, the bodies all over the planet began to reconstruct into their previous whole state.

Even upon entering such a powerful realm, the Emperor was certain that even if he ascended a few more levels, he would be able to achieve what he was witnessing now.

After the bodies were created, the person did something horrifying sounds, which the Emperor presumed to be souls, dashed out from the man and entered their respective bodies. For a single person of unknown origin to revive the entire population of a planet effortlessly was not a common feat. But perhaps it was indeed common for the Man.

This man was also the one who gave the Emperor the blood-controlling art and the forbidden art of or vitality of the body. He even revived the five kings, who then became subordinates of the Neptarion king to avoid being killed again by him."

Jasmine paused, expecting to hear words like "lie" or "super exaggerated," but nothing of the sort came. She looked at her son, who was lost in his own thoughts.

"Mom, I can understand that you all know what happened there by word of mouth, but how do you know what the Emperor was thinking back then?"

"Because, son, the person who told us the story was none other than Emperor himself."

Rey stopped his train of thought and looked at her with a confused expression.

"Huh, so mean you met the Bloody Emperor."

"Yes, and don't worry, he is not as people say. He has a good sense of humor."

"So, what we going to do now?" he asked, as his mother sighed and said, "Nothing. Maybe I should put it back and let destiny take its course."

She started to hide it again where she had it from.

"Hey, quick, stop her before she puts it away," Aiden, who had been hidden all this time, said impatiently.

'But what happened now? I can't open it, so what can be done?'

"No, hurry before she puts it away."

'Oh geez.'

"Mom, can you stop for a second and bring that box back here?" he said, and his mother stopped and looked at him.

"But what are you going to do with this thing if you can't use it?"

"Just let me have it; maybe it will open by itself for me sometime later if I put it with me."

Jasmine didn't understand why he was being stubborn, but she handed it to him. As he started to leave, but before leaving asked from the gate,

"Mom, can you tell me, do we still have that art which that man gave to us?"

"Why..."

"I was thinking of getting stronger to help you and Emmy if any danger arises."

"Hahahahaha... thanks for that, Rey, but sorry, we don't have that anymore."

"Huh? What do you mean we don't have it? Where did it go?"

"Maybe when our mansion burned down, it got destroyed, or perhaps someone from another family stole it, as they always have their eyes on each other's art."

"Okay then..."

He walked away with a sad smile, disappointed at not an item that could help him grow stronger faster.

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