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That night after the insane battle, I couldn't sleep.
My brain was still overloaded.
So, like any normal dude who just watched his father punch magic and break physics
I wandered around under the cool, misty air, letting my mind swirl with thoughts.
The stars were twinkling, the cool breeze brushing my face, and then...
As I turned a corner near the barracks, I heard voices—soldiers chatting like gossiping villagers.
I leaned against the wall, sneaking a listen.
I tiptoed closer like a professional ninja.
(Okay, maybe I tripped once. Almost blew my cover, but shh.)
**Soldier #1:**
*"Bro, I swear... I thought the stories were myths. Like bedtime fairy tales for Aurorian kids. But seeing the Godking Kraelos go full beast mode today... I'm gonna cry, man."*
"Who would've thought we'd live to witness the power of Godking Kraelos?! no shame!"
**Soldier #2:**
*"Right? They say his Father was the God of Gods himself, and his Mother... the freaking Goddess of Life! Some say they disappeared into the stars. Others say they're sleeping, waiting for the end of the universe or something or ascended to somewhere unknown... If that's true... our King... he's more than just strong."*
**Soldier #3 (crying slightly):**
*"We're so blessed to witness this in our lifetime...I'm gonna build a shrine for him, bro."*
They looked like they were about to start a full-blown fanclub meeting.
Suddenly, a heavy voice interrupted.
**Knox (arms crossed, glaring):**
*"Oi. Shut your mouths before you end up in military court for gossiping about the King."*
The soldiers stiffened up like statues. I had to bite my tongue to not laugh out loud.
I quickly moved away, thinking deeply and backed away into the shadows.
_"God of Gods? Goddess of Life? What kind of bloodline do I really have?"_
I remembered Firehair's words... and even that weirdo General Strange—both said we had "divinity," similar to Asgardians but... *backwards.* What did that even mean?
Was my whole life a lie?!
Was my dad secretly a cosmic cheat code?!
I needed answers, badly.
The night felt heavier with mysteries.
As I strolled further, I noticed someone sitting alone on a marble bench near the gardens—**Umar**. Her Dark hair shimmered under the moonlight. No one else was around.
She was hugging her knees, catching the moonlight like a sad little star.
I quietly sat beside her.
She didn't look at me immediately, just stared at the stars.
After a moment, she whispered:
**Umar:**
*"So... it's true. That man came... to kill me?"*
Her voice was trembling.
*"Am I a bad woman? Why would someone travel across stars just to end me?"*
Tears welled in her eyes.
I looked at her and shook my head.
I smiled gently and said:
*"Nah, you're not bad. Maybe he's just a jerk who hates anyone he doesn't understand. Eliminate all the beautiful,powerful beings he can't control."*
Umar sniffled, then asked:
*"But... why would your people protect me? I'm just... an outsider. Why? Why can't I remember anything? Why am I even here?"*
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
I placed a hand on her shoulder.
**Me:**
*"Because you're *one of us* now. Once you're part of our world, you're family. And family... we fight for each other. No matter what."*
Then I stood up, looked at the starlit sky, and added:
*"You can cross deserts, sail oceans, even travel across stars... but fate—it walks beside you."*
"Maybe it's Fate that Brought you here"
Umar smiled through her tears, whispering:
*"Thank you..."*
I smiled back, nodded, and left her alone to process everything.
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The next morning, I was ready.
I marched straight into the Great Hall, where my parents sat like true royalty—
My father **Kraelos** on his throne, a mountain of muscle and authority, (no more caveman style sitting with a stick and a bone — proud of you, Dad.) and my mother **Xylareth**, stood beside him, smiling warmly.
No caveman vibes today. They looked... majestic.
I bowed slightly and said:
"Father... Mother... tell me the truth," I demanded. "What happened to you yesterday? What was that transformation? Who... are we?"
They exchanged glances—serious ones.
My father became serious — more serious than I'd ever seen him.
He nodded at my mother, and they both sighed deeply.
**Kraelos (deep voice):**
*"It's time. We made a vow to keep it secret until you were older... but you are *different* from your twin siblings, Aethonix.
He looked at my mother, who gave a small nod.
"You deserve to know... because destiny stirs around you."
**Xylareth (softly):**
*"You've matured faster than any Aurorian we've seen. You deserve to know, but you must keep it secret from your siblings until they are ready."*
I nodded firmly.
Then my father dropped the bomb.
**Kraelos:**
*"Our bloodline... is ancient. Different. Divine. We are not ordinary Aurorians."*
"Through love — marriage, bonding — we can transform our partners over years into something like us."
(Insert Aethonix's brain exploding: "BROOOOO??!! WHAT?!" He mumbled to himself.)
**Xylareth:**
*"Originally, I was a normal Aurorian too. But after I married your father... and after... ehem... after years of love-making... I changed."*
(Dad coughed awkwardly.)
**"Bro... ewww?"** I mumbled under my breath.
"HEY! Too much info!" I said, covering my ears.
**Kraelos (clearing throat awkwardly):**
Mom just laughed and added:
After we married, something strange happened to me...
I transformed — not by age, not by training... but by our bond.
I awakened an ancient power.
*"Scientifically speaking, prolonged deep emotional and physical bonding triggers a genetic reformation in our partners. The **VEYM** awakens dormant divinity in their blood, merging their essence with ours."*
I nearly faceplanted.
_"Brooo, you're telling me marriage is literally a buff?!"_
**Xylareth (giggling):**
*"In simple words, son... our love literally evolved me."*
"VEYM is our family's divine energy," Kraelos continued.
"Similar to divinity you hear about — but different."
I just nodded blankly.
**Kraelos:**
*"The name of our divine power is **VEYM**. It's like your ICE MAGIC and METAL MAGIC powers... but much, much deeper."*
SCIENTIFIC EXPLANATION (Simple Version):
(Veym rewrites the user's cellular structure.
It supercharges biological limits far beyond normal.
Genetic memory awakens, connecting the body to cosmic forces.
It's a "soft evolution" triggered by time, — NOT born instantly.
Only those tied to the bloodline can use it.)
Then he got serious.
**Kraelos:**
*"Once you reach 100 years old and become a High Aurorian... you will unlock the ability to *activate* your VEYM."*
"No normal Aurorian can activate it."
"Our bloodline transforms," Mother added. "Age strengthens us... but VEYM is the true core."
I leaned in, fascinated.
He continued explaining:
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## VEYM Activation Stage — *Ignis Form*:
(First Stage)
- **Attributes are boosted 100x — strength, speed, stamina, senses, Reflexes, etc.) .**
- **Immune to all Magic, Energy attacks and Cosmic Energy(Any Form Of Energy).**
- **Can destroy or deflect even Cosmic Energies.**
- **Natural anti-magic body.**
- **Slight energy aura rippling around the body.**
- **No visible changes yet, just overwhelming pressure.**
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**Kraelos:**
*"This is what you first saw yesterday. But there's more."*
Then he dropped an even bigger bomb:
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## VEYM Second Stage — *Anathema Form*:
- **Hair grows long and silver-gray.**
- **Teeth and nails sharpen into claws.**
- **Constant black-and-red mist leaks from the body.**
- **Black and red lightning cracks across skin like veins.**
- **User looks half-savage, half-divine.**
(At this point Aethonix is sweating bullets like:
"Brooo... my future wife better be ready for this!")
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**Kraelos (grinning):**
"That was the transformation you saw me Yesterday "
*"Only your mother and I can use it for now. We call it **Anathema**. It's pure combat form, meant for gods of war."*
I was floored.
**Me:**
*"Father... what about the third form?"*
Kraelos looked distant for a moment, then said:
**Kraelos:**
*"Your grandparents once showed us... a glimpse. They grew golden wings and a divine crown on their heads... they could fly faster than light itself."*
I gawked.
**Kraelos:**
*"But it's locked until... at least 500 years old."*
**Me (internally):**
*"Brooo. 2000 Earth years. RIP me."*
**Kraelos (laughing at my reaction):**
*"Yes, son. Long road ahead. But you're destined for it."*
**Xylareth:**
*"We kept this secret to protect you... and your siblings. Promise us, Aethonix, you'll only reveal your VEYM if absolutely necessary."*
I solemnly nodded.
**Me:**
*"I vow it, Father. Mother."*
Kraelos stood up and placed his massive hand on my shoulder, his gaze proud and warm.
**Kraelos:**
*"One day, you'll be stronger than all of us. I believe it."*
"But remember — our bloodline is not just strength.
It's responsibility."
And my mother added softly:
"It's love...
It's family...
It's fate."
My heart burned with emotion.
This wasn't just about strength.
It was about legacy.
"Thank you, Father. Thank you, Mother."
Then I left the hall, feeling a thousand emotions at once.
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As I left the hall, a thousand thoughts swirled in my mind.
_"So basically... we're like gods... but different. We can evolve infinitely... and even our love life makes new gods??"_
"Damn... we're not just gods...
We're space-time monsters with family values."
I shook my head, laughing a bit.
_"Brooo... my life is now an anime."_
I decided I needed a few days off just to sit somewhere, contemplate life...
Maybe train.
Maybe scream into a pillow.
"And also... brooo... I have to wait like 80 years(336 Earth Years) to activate VEYM and after I learn to control it and can use "Anathema" i need to wait AGAIN LIKE in 400 years (1680 earth years) to unlock the next form?!"
I sighed, shook my head, and decided:
I need to train harder.
I need to become the man worthy of my bloodline.
Because destiny? It's already chasing after me.
**TO BE CONTINUED...**
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