It is the 1st Year on the 1st day of the year that would later be called the Year of Spiritual Renaissance on Earth.
Everything and anything was rapidly evolving under the duress of Spiritual energy. The sky was getting higher, the seas were getting deeper and the land masses were being stretched as if they were finally breathing after being compressed for am eternity.
If one could have a bird's eye view of the happenings, they could even see new land masses appearing from the void. They could see the nine continents of earth merging and forming a new continent,they could see knew underwater waterfalls forming at the edges of the continents, all the while acting like spiritual glue that merged them into one humongous land mass.
But still it could not compare to the newer land masses appearing from the void in terms of size. The planet stretched, going from being round to being one flat plane of existence. Then it began to shrink, compressing itself as if it was getting rid of quantity for quality.
However, our journey does not begin during this miraculous change,although it was interesting to notice that..., it was not the earth that was stretching and attracting other landmasses. Instead it was the Earth that was being pulled towards this void.
Cough! Cough! Back to our journey's inception now.
In a multilayered independent pocket dimension,or rather in a special plane of existence, Gregory Skoll was the first to wake and gain consciousness.
It's was not luck, chance or happenstance that he woke up first. It was coincidental and planned.
He was in the form of a blob of fire and.. It was even cute, Cough! Don't tell him I said that. He was a fierce and scary looking blob of fire. Fierce and scary.
"Time to look at the competition". He hovered on the air. He went higher and higher, as if he was zooming out the place to get a better view of the bigger picture.
After a while he could finally see it. Nine compartments split evenly with symmetrical checkered lines. He focused of the first compartment. There he saw himself in all his glory. A mighty Hellion. Three metres tall with a humanoid body set ablaze. His tonned body and flamming muscles made him take a longer look before taking a peek at his fellow challengers.
He frowed and frowned. An incredulous expression plants itself with disgust and ridicule mixing in with contempt.
He checked again and sighed. How was he, a great and mighty Hellion mixing with these bunch?
I mean, he could understand why the Elarian was there, heck ! He could even tolarate the Seraphim and the Gizan ... But why on Hellion's treacherous name were there humans in his Awakening inheritance..??
And why Soo many!!
He sighed and frowned, frowned and sighed, a plethora of different emotions interacted in his blob of a face.
After an unknown period of time he calmed down. Looking at thing with an analytical point of view.
"Calm down Gregory, this is good for you. These inferior races have week minds. There definitely is something special about them for them to be here"
He flies towards the nearest human. He was six foot two, had black wavy hair and his body was just.. just divine. Even the mighty Hellion couldn't help but stagger.
"My, my, my, would you look at that! Yummy,yummy, if only you were not a filthy human" He sighed but his eyes now held curiosity.
"Norlan" He read the name on the compartment. Then he hurriedly spread his spiritual sense towards the rest. A crimson glow enveloped the whole lot. A smile on the blob gradually forms. He decides to take a risk.
"Innate Expression - House of memories "
He mutters. The crimson glow gains a deeper color and threads of different sizes connects all those encompassed by the Hellion's expression.
Looking at the threads he lets out a chuckle. This was his favorite pass time activity. Free drama.
His innate Expression has six forms, but so far he could only master two. One was threads of karma which he could use to see the karma associated with different people while the other was memory manipulation. Memory manipulation allows him to browse the memories of his targets, influence them and even change them.
Right now,what he wanted was to know what makes these humans special. And so he couldn't help himself.
He chuckled again, knowing full well that he could instantly turn all of them into vegetables but he decided not to. He gave them a chance to entertain him. " Ahh so refreshing!! "
He said outloud,ravelling of the thought of superiority. He then dove straight through the memories of his first victim,Norlan Sharpe.
If only he knew that it was the greatest mistake he ever made. I wonder, would he still choose to do it again?
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Nolan Sharpe was just an ordinary 19 year old dude. He was six feet with a lean structured body with black wavy hair.
He was, however only ordinary through the point of view of other people. As ordinary as an orphan living with his adopted family as one could get. To his adopted mother, he was a cheaky little bastard. To his adopted stepsisters he was one fine piece of hunk, while to his adopted father he was just another burden. But he lived in a civil society, so all decorum was not lost while they treated each other fondly. Keeping all their inner thoughts to themselves.
Norlan however was finding it harder and harder to keep decorum. For the past 3 months, he was having the same recurring dream. The dream would always be different every day but after living a whole day in the dream, he would find himself in a pool of blood writhing with feathered snakes and cockroaches before waking up.
Now you would be wondering about the reccuring part. Well it's simple. In every dream, he would seduce his sister Hayley, fuck his stepmom Helene and ravage his other sister Luna before waking up from the dream within the dream.
That's not even the weird part, the weird part was that, his day within the dream would always become real after waking up to the real world.
At first it was scary for him, then he decided to share with his adopted family. Of course they thought he was crazy. He left out the raveging part of course. But they still didn't believe him.
Then it started happening, everything he said came true. One day, two days, three days and they now thought him a modern day oracle. Even Norlan thought it was weird that they just accepted him! Even to the point of having him telling their fortunes everyday at breakfast.
It was very suspicious!
"Norlan!!" A shriek woke him up. Disgruntled, he went straight to the washroom. Looking at his wavy black hair with pity and reluctance in his eyes. He knew what would happen today. It would really be a bad hair day!
'Should I just stay home today?' he grunted, washing up as he browsed his memory for what was supposed to happen today how he could possibly not ruin his gorgeous hair.
"Let's see.. I got class at 9, lunch date at one, meeting Larry at 3 for a job and going to the hockey game at 6. So where will my hair be defiled?" He scratched his chin.
Ultimately,he took his time with his hair,combing final touches as he got ready for the day.
"Norlan!!" A second shriek got him moving faster. He swore internally. For all the things and understanding that came to him naturally, he could really not comprehend those vile creatures..
Women!
"Get down here!! this instant!! "
"Coming! " He shrieked back,knowing if the third call happens, he would face the calamity of the slipper!
He shivered. Just the thought was scary.
Nolan descended the stairs. Without even looking at his stepsisters, his face blushed tomato red. Thinking about his dream inside his dream. Noticing his adopted mother's stare, he shakes his head an says..
"Hayley, it would in your best interest as well as mine if you don't go to the hockey game today."
Hayley pouts, changing her plans as she stuffed herself in bakon. Angry and annoyed, she looked at her brother with credulity. In the end she still nodded.
They all know about his unique skill. Although they didn't believe it at first. He was right way too many times. They even made him see doctors and and witch doctors. But they were even more incredulous.
"Norlan my boy! What do you think? Am I getting lucky today?? " A giant of a man placed his hands over Norlan's shoulders.
Norlan quivered, isn't this guy too strong?
He gave him the side eye, "For the millionth time! Noooo!!"
"You don't have to be rude about it. " Leonard Sharpe said as he whimpered and deflated. Norlan sighed. Sometimes he wondered how such a huge man could be so sensitive. Another universal mystery.
"Luna please do wear a helmet when riding your bike. Mom..ah.. ah You're surprisingly going to have a good day today! "
All eyes turned towards Helene, who was at this moment moving his hands jubilanly,
"Yesss! Finally" as if she were a soccer player scoring after a long goal drought.
That morning Norlan got extra servings and was smiling ear to ear, not even in the least guilty about lying to her mother. This was because he could only know their future after they meet againg in the evening during his dream. And since she was jolly at the end of the dream,everything was fair.
What bothered him till now, even as he walked past the door was his upcoming bad hair day. He was lost in thought. Going through everything that may help him not ruin this rather beautiful day.
That was when it happened,after taking one step out, his whole body screamed. His teeth rattling,his body convulsing as it warned him of imminent danger. Nolan's mind blanked, he could not pinpoint where or what the danger lies. He could not even sense what would affect him or how he could circumvent the danger.
His whole body was screaming to him that whatever happens or does not happen.
Today was the day he would die.
He felt fear. No one would understand this fear because only he knew how terrifyingly accurate his instincts were. The inevitability of it, was certain.
He collapsed.
Ding!
[System senses faint presence of spiritual energy]
[Checking comparability with host! 10%...20%..50%...70% compatible bloodline]
[Rank given due to compatibility.... Sovereign Rank! ]
[Congratulations host! Welcome to the Territory Expansion with my Harem system!!]