System, why can't we understand anything from the other items in the starter package?"
[For the first realm, I said that assimilation for Layer-0 is carried out with any race or beast of Layer-1 or Layer-2 existence.]
[This is true for majority of time, but there are some highly advanced civilization in the universe which can assimilate blood from a Layer 4 or even Layer-5 existences'.]
[And since I am the best support provided to you, I naturally provide the highest-quality blood and other factors of assimilation available.]
"But you said too high of a level will make the body burst from within?" Master white questions.
[As i said before, my role is to be your support. so you don't have to worry and just step into the first realm. I will handle the rest.]
Azrael and master white think about it for a while and decide to trust the system.
Because the system is the sole existence they can rely on in this new world.
"So, how do we start?" Azrael asks,
[I can give you the blood now, and we can start the assimilation.]
Just as Azrael is about to agree, Master white stops him.
"We should delay this for now, and look for a appropriate time to do this."
"Why?" Azrael questions.
"We still don't know anything about this world. They have a complete different system for cultivation than what we know—one the system calls primitive."
"We don't fully understand the dynamics of House Vaeloreth or the politics of the Sylvanus kingdom."
"Let's learn more and choose a time that doesn't complicate our process of assimilation." Master white replies.
Azrael thinks, then nods.
"We will do it later, system."
[Okay, Azrael and Master white.]
"Do you have any other questions?" Azrael asks Master white.
"Not for now." Master white replies.
"Then let's end it here for today, I'm sleepy. we will understand more things when it is the right time." Says Azrael.
Master white nods.
"Do you want to have the body, or should I keep it?" Azrael asks.
"You keep it." Saying that Master white's projection vanishes and goes back into Azrael's body.
"Okay then, good night system."
[Good night, Azrael.]
Azrael reaches the bed and then dozes off to dreamland.
After that long discussion with the system that night, Azrael doesn't do much for the next few days.
He continued to live a normal life—most of his time spent in the library, trying to understand Terralon as much as possible.
He and Master white continued to switch whenever they felt like doing it.
And like that, a few years pass.
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Four years later,
In the beautiful rose garden of House Vaeloreth, a boy with emerald-green eyes who appears devilishly handsome is seen holding a little baby in his arms, playing with the baby.
Whoever sees this scene will be mesmerized just by looking at the boy smiling.
Both the baby and the handsome boy are seen laughing together, the boy trying to impress the baby by making weird faces and noises, the baby just giggling in delight at his actions.
It is, of course, Azrael— making a fool of himself to make his little sister laugh, Cesia Vaeloreth, Who was born three-years ago.
"Cesia is too cute! mother." Azrael says to his mother(Lady Elyndra) with a big smile on his face.
"Hahe hahe.." the baby Cesia is still giggling.
Elyndra smiles softly and continues drinking her tea.
After playing a while longer, Azrael hands Cesia to a maid and sits beside Elyndra.
"Mother, when is father coming back?"
"I don't know Azrael, there is still unrest at the border."
"Okay." Azrael accepts the answer, eyes dimming.
silence settles for a moment before Elyndra asks:
"You training starts tomorrow, right?"
"Yes, mother. I am very excited about the training and after that I want to awaken as soon as possible."
Elyndra nods gently.
They continue to chat for a while, and then Azrael excuses himself.
Azrael walks around the house for a little while and goes back to his room.
In Azrael's room,
Right after closing the door, Master white materialises.
They walk to the balcony of the room and each take a seat present there.
silence hangs. And suddenly,
"Fake." Master white mutters..
"I know." Azrael replies
"But, why?" Azrael ponders his head over this question but still isn't able to come up with an answer.
Master white also stays silent.
"Ahh.. it is frustrating!" Azrael continues speaking.
"She is supposed to be our mother for f*cks sake."
Yes both of them are talking about Azrael's mother, Duchess Elyndra of house Vaeloreth.
They have been trying to understand the odd behaviour Azrael experienced when he first met her, and it is still yielding no results.
"She acts as if she is not our mother but some stranger who is just taking care of a child."
"We tried talking to her, eavesdropping on her conversations, subtly questioned some of the servants... but there's nothing."
"It's almost too perfect." Master white comments.
"Yes."
"Maybe it has nothing to do with House Vaeloreth and is some outside factor." Says Master white.
After thinking for a while, Azrael reluctantly agrees.
"Either way, it's not affecting us directly for now. We'll look into it later."
"We have other priorities."
Hearing that Master white nods.
"so, when are we going to do it?" Azrael questions.
"We decided to delay the assimilation as much as possible until it closely aligns with Terralon's awakening ritual at age sixteen."
"Our training starts tomorrow, should we do it today?" Azrael is impatient.
"Let's wait a little more and completely understand this world's cultivation system. The books we have read, only gave us the basics—nothing about the tier system."
"Once training starts, we will learn about the tier system, and then we will determine the right time to step into the first realm—one that fits perfectly with the story that you have come up with. For that to happen there shouldn't be any loopholes so, we have to wait." Master white replies to Azrael.
Azrael remains silent and then speaks,
"Okay, we wait."
They continue discussing plans. Hours pass; night arrives.
A knock is heard.
Master white disappears, Azrael stands and moves towards the door.
Azrael opens the door, to the sight of two maids standing with utmost respect.
"The dinner is ready young master, Lady Elyndra is waiting for you." One of the maid says.
"Okay, I will be there in a minute." Azrael replies.
Hearing the reply, both the maids bow and leave.
After leaving Azrael's room, both of the maids are walking down the hallway. One of them whispers,
"No matter how many times I see him, he is just too handsome."
"Yeah, his face is too perfect. I find myself completely lost sometimes when I am looking at him." the second maid replies back.
"Its just that he is too uptight and doesn't involve himself with anyone, most of the time he is either in the library or in his room."
"We only see him smiling when he is with the young miss, or else he always has this cold face that makes people hesitant."
"If he grows up and keeps that smile on his face, I don't know how many ladies will simply kill to be with him.."
"Okay, let's stop. It will be troublesome if someone hears us discussing the young master." With that both of them continued on their way doing their respective works.
Azrael gets ready, leaves his room and arrives at the dining hall where he sees Elyndra sitting at the right side as usual and he takes his place at the left side.
Cesia is carried by a maid, who is standing behind Elyndra and is gently caressing her.
Azrael finishes his dinner, plays with Cesia for a while and then excuses himself.
He returns to his room and goes to sleep early—
Tomorrow marks the beginning of everything.