On the bed, radiating an undisputed aura of majesty and strength, sat Azrael, his legs folded in a lotus form.
He was absorbing the power from the mythic fruit currently. Energy flooded his body, rushing towards his core like a tide.
His eyes turned red from pain. Veins bulged on his skull from the sheer amount of will he put into staying conscious. Sweat poured from his head to the bed, soaking the sheets around him.
Slowly, the energy began to calm, everything condensing in his body to form a thick, dense mote of light.
"Argh!" The words, muffled, escaped his lips as he slumped into the bed.
He did not say a word; his body was too tired to utter any.
Groggily, he sat up.
He was not done… not yet.
He still had two more fruits waiting in his spatial ring.
His essence flowed into his ring. Shortly after, the diamond-tier fruits appeared in his palm.
He swallowed it immediately, the sweet taste filling his mouth to the brim.
But Azrael was not going to be fooled by the sweetness of the fruit again. The previous one had caught him unaware.
As predicted, headache struck, zapping through his head like a quick jolt of electricity.
…
After 3 gruesome, Azrael had already absorbed the fruits.
He drew heavy, ragged breaths. He stood up from his bed, removing the sheets calmly.
He tossed it into his laundry basket, alongside his current clothes.
Then went for a quick shower, slipped into new clothes, and made his bed with new sheets
The entire process had taken less than 10 minutes.
"Singularity generation," he muttered as he sat on the bed. "Phase shift and regeneration, too."
He read their description mentally, his eyes constantly shifting between expressions.
"Their tiers are that high for a reason," he said with a bright smile.
"Now for the best part," he said, rubbing his palm together with a smug smile plastered across his lips.
"System."
[Ding! The host has completed the newbie quest and has unlocked the system fully.]
The sound echoed through his mind like a gong.
[A newbie pack has been deposited into the host's inventory.]
[Name: Azrael Malvorin]
[Stage: 1]
[Core tier: Mythic]
[Skills: Singularity generation: Create, control, and manipulate gravitational singularities and black holes
Phase shift: Master control over phasing and matter states of the body
Regeneration: Regrow lost body parts using essence.]
[Bloodline: Wrath bloodline(Primordial Purity):
Wrath Storage: Horns absorb 10% of all damage received (physical and energy). Stored damage accumulates infinitely and can be released as an explosive attack at will.
Battle Clarity: Combat focus slows perceived time, enhancing reaction speed and precision.
Fury Binding: Manifest rage as physical weapons that vanish when calm returns.
Wrath Vision: See threads of violence and conflict connecting people.
Blood Remembrance: Body remembers and counters all techniques that have wounded you.
Rage Incarnate: Manifest a second shadow-self that fights without pain or hesitation.
Furious Titan: Strength increases proportionally to rage.
[System shop]
[Inventory]
[System points(Sp): 0/10]
The screen flashed in his eyes, displaying everything in a clean, ordered manner.
Azrael's eyes spun with dizziness as he read through the list.
"So many things just because I awakened," he muttered with a tired sigh.
His eyes lingered on the bloodline section for a few seconds.
Although it looked weak, he knew better than to underestimate it.
"Inventory," he said calmly.
Instantly, the screen warped, shifting into a new 10x10 grid.
One of the slots was already in use, storing his newbie rewards.
He tapped the newbie gift pack on the screen.
A small parcel appeared in his hand, and with its appearance came a system message.
[Do you wish to open the newbie gift pack?]
"Well, why else would I bring it out?" Azrael remarked sarcastically, tapping yes.
The parcel burst into fragments of light.
[You have gained one original sin fragment, you have gained 10,000 sp, you have gained one core advancement potion, and one mythic tier fruit.]
"Original sin fragment?" He muttered with confusion, scratching his head.
"System, what is that?"
[The host needs to pay 50,000 SP to access the knowledge about the Original Sin fragment]
Azrael sighed calmly.
Then the outburst, pure and unrestrained.
"How will you show me something you can talk about?" He asked furiously.
[Please, host, stop constituting a nuisance]
The system's words rang through his head. As if that was not all, the screen displayed a face-palming emoji too.
"Huh?" Azrael flinched. "Since when did you speak?"
[I could have just stayed shut and rested for the next million years or so, but your lossiness woke me]
A sighing emoji appeared on the screen of the system.
[I don't know why I wasn't given to a cool, calm, and reserved host,]
The system lamented with a crying emoji.
"Wait, so you were always there? No, who are you calling lousy?" Azrael blurted out.
[Who else?]
The eyes emoji appeared on the screen this time.
"And you learnt to use emojis there too?"
[Well, I got that from surfing your memory, cool right?]
Azrael nodded. "I must admit, it is."
Before they could continue their conversation, a knock came from the door, echoing through the room.
"Who is there?" Azrael asked, standing up from the bed.
"Erebus," the person said.
Azrael frowned as he heard the name.
'What is the patriarch's butler doing here?' He wondered.
[I don't think he wants to kidnap you]
The system replied.
"Obviously," Azrael replied with a click of his tongue.
"Come in," he said after a brief pause.
Slowly, the door creaked open. Erebus, a man standing at an imposing 8 feet, with crimson horns and pink eyes.
He bowed slightly as he saw Azrael.
"Young master Azrael," he said as he raised his head. "I am here for two reasons."
After saying those words, he paused, as if waiting for validation from Azrael to continue.
"Shoot," the words drifted lazily from Azrael's lips.
Erebus bowed again.
"You need to choose a personal maid before next week, as per the rules of the clan. All direct heirs must have one within a week of awakening."
The words lingered in the air for a while before Erebus's lips parted to speak again.