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......"'What are you looking at, huh!' The five thugs stood together, exuding intimidation.If only Aarav were a normal man, but he was far from normal, and his annoyance and anger heightened the situation."Bamn...Thud...!!""Huh, were you saying anything... I didn't hear it, come again." Aarav's kick landed on the tattooed guy's head, sending him to the ground in one fell swoop. The other four stood stupefied, mouths hanging open in shock."Wh-what just happened?" The four of them muttered, and even the tattooed man on the ground felt gobsmacked."Hahaha! We were just admiring the great person. Please... please sit here!" The four immediately changed their attitude, flattering Aarav.One quickly wiped the only bed in the cell, and the second fetched water, while the other two started massaging Aarav's shoulders after he sat down."Hmmn, good... good, put a little more pressure. Ahh, that hit the spot...!" Aarav made a relaxed face, enjoying the massage.The four men sighed in relief, feeling like they had dodged a bullet."Hey, come here, no...no, I won't beat you. I am feeling relaxed right now, so let me treat you!" Aarav gestured to the tattooed guy, who was visibly shaking in fear. Aarav reassured him with another gesture that he wouldn't harm him."Wait...don't move," Aarav gently grabbed the tattooed guy's head and invoked his divine healing powers. Suddenly, a brilliant, white, invisible light flashed before the man, and he felt his discomfort vanish."What...just happened? I don't feel any pain. What's going on?" The tattooed man, along with four others, stood in shock, witnessing the scene unfold before them, wondering what kind of miraculous trick Aarav had just performed."Oh, great lord, please teach me how you did that. I will worship you as my grandfather!" The tattooed man changed his tone and attitude, grabbing Aarav's leg dramatically as he pleaded to learn the miraculous trick."Get lost...I don't want a grandson like you!" Aarav kicked the guy away, his attention fixed on the holographic screen in front of him.[Stage 1: Novice Healer (unawakened) Healing Count Progress: 2/10 people]'Huh, wait...did that also count, what I did earlier?' Aarav questioned, observing the count that had increased by one after treating the tattooed guys."Huh, did you have any kind of illness previously, something that was making you uncomfortable?" Aarav asked to ensure why the count increased."Ahh, how did you know? Yes, I was feeling uncomfortable during sleep. My temple hurts when I try to sleep at night. It wasn't so painful, so I left it aside." The tattooed man nodded and replied with a surprised tone, thinking Aarav knew about his problem."Hmm, now it won't hurt. You will be alright now!" Aarav nodded, hearing his words and assuring him.He also understood why the count increased. Initially, he thought it was because he treated the injury the tattooed guy got from the beating, but that didn't seem to be the case.Aarav had planned to beat the five thugs to increase the healing count, but now he felt unfortunate about it.The five thugs shivered unconsciously, feeling their hair stand up in fear."Hey, don't move. I need to check if you guys also need treatment!" Aarav said, stretching out his hand towards the other four thugs who shivered at the glint in his eyes.They felt his intentions weren't pure but didn't have the guts to stop him."Haha! You guys are in luck that you met me today, except for that guy. You three have a serious problem!" Aarav once again utilized his divine energy, examining their bodies for any hidden illnesses. He found issues with the three of them."What...kind of illness? Can you treat us?" The three of them nervously questioned upon hearing Aarav's words."Do you really want to know? It's the first stage of a blood clot in your little brothers, and obviously, I can treat you three!" Aarav smiled and looked at them with a weird expression."That's why I was having trouble last time," the first one reacted upon hearing Aarav, realizing the problem his body had."Yeah, me too. I was also feeling a problem after the first round," the second one admitted out loud."So this is why you bastard got kicked out from the club, and here I thought those bitches were at fault!" The tattooed man sneered at them, now understanding whose fault it was that he had been kicked out from the club last time.The revelation made him want to skin these bastards alive because he not only lost his pride but also got humiliated last time by his circle of friends, knowing that he got kicked out from that club."Hey...hey, you can have your petty fight later. First, do you want me to treat you guys or not?" Aarav grew annoyed hearing their argument as he wanted to see if this could increase his healing count or not, expressing impatience."Great lord, please...please, can you treat us? No...no, please, we beg you to treat us!" The three immediately got down in a begging position as they pleaded."Alright...alright!" Aarav gestured for them to get up and started to treat the first man.A few minutes later,"Phew, done. You are fine. I cleared the blood clot, so you won't have any longer problems related to that. But I advise you guys to be careful with whom you come in contact!" Aarav said after finishing the treatment.Despite the sweat on his forehead, he had a grin on his face as he looked at the holographic screen.[[Stage 1: Novice Healer (unawakened) Healing Count Progress: 5/10 people]'Hahaha! Hell yeah, now I know how I can increase this count!' Aarav laughed inside, feeling he finally discovered a way to awaken his divine power soon.Just then, an alarm sounded in the police station."What the, hey...wait, Mr. Guard, what's going on?" Aarav snapped out of his reverie and asked a guard who was moving hurriedly somewhere."Huh, there's a situation in the nearby bank. Some robbers injured employees and civilians; we are moving there!" The guard replied as he hurried out."Hmmn, isn't this a good situation for me? I can use this opportunity to treat those injured guys and increase my count while also solving the misunderstandings with that feisty lady!" Aarav muttered, suddenly formulating a plan.Little did Aarav know, soon he would come across the person whom he wanted nothing more than to skin alive, but could he do it, or would some circumstances stop him from doing so?........................Verdiara Central Bank, Nestled in the heart of Verdiara City, the Verdiara Central Bank stands tall at the intersection of Grand Avenue and Commerce Street.Its strategic position makes it easily accessible to both business districts and residential areas.The bank is surrounded by a mix of modern skyscrapers and charming historic buildings, blending the city's rich heritage with contemporary architecture.Lush greenery lines the streets, offering a refreshing contrast to the bustling urban atmosphere. Sidewalk cafes and boutique shops nearby contribute to the lively ambiance.The Verdiara Central Bank draws a diverse crowd throughout the day. In the mornings, business professionals frequent the bank, handling transactions and discussing financial matters. During lunch hours, the nearby cafes attract office workers and residents looking for a relaxing break. In the afternoon, families and tourists explore the area, and in the evenings, the bank remains open for those
............"Hey, lady, make it loud and clear that we need a quick way out, and get the cops to clear a path. Otherwise, I'll start shooting in this bank!" the robber warned Emilia, who looked uneasy being part of this."Alright, fine..." Emilia reluctantly agreed, eyeing the guns the robbers held. She was scared inside but tried to maintain a tough exterior."What are you waiting for? Say it now!" the second robber impatiently pointed at her."Hehe, if you don't want to help, we can figure something else out," the third robber leered, making lewd gestures toward her.Emilia wanted to slap the bastard for giving her a dirty look, but the guns made her hold back. She had to cooperate to avoid anything worse.Emilia has lovely chestnut-brown hair falling in elegant waves. Her hazel eyes show confidence, and her bold lip color suggests both sensuality and defiance.Her style blends elegance with edginess, reflecting her rebellious nature. The robbers couldn't be forceful with her beca
............"Screech...fuck...fuck...fuck...what the hell was that...Cough...cough...!" The first and second robbers got flattened against the front glass, their noses crooked from the impact, and they coughed from sudden short breaths."Bang....craaaack...!" Just as the robbers were cursing and struggling to calm down from the scary incident they almost got into, the roof was hit heavily again."Shit...what the hell, see what's freaking happening!" The first robber turned to the second one, asking him to check outside and see what was really going on.The car was already standing still; the first robber feared he might get killed by going out of the lane on the overbridge."Crashhhh...'Ahhhhhh'!" Before the second robber could get out, the front glass broke into pieces, flying over and hitting both robbers. "Ahhh...shit...it fucking hurts....Ahh!" Both screamed in agony as the pieces stuck in their faces, shoulders, and hands while they tried to shield themselves.The third one wa
............The robber felt stupid for being haughty in front of this man who made him feel helpless, a chill settling in his heart."P-please spare me, my eyes were blind for not seeing the great man; I am stupid for offending a great man!" The robber knelt down, knowing he didn't have any choice but to beg for his life."Huh...what did you say, I didn't hear it," The man looked at him, pretending not to hear his words."Pl-please forgive this impudent little shit for offending the great man, so p-please think of me as a fart and spare me!" The robber knelt completely on the ground and begged again in a loud voice, making it loud and clear for the man and Emilia to hear."Ah, what a clear sounding voice. Say it again, louder this time!" The man taunted, reveling in the humiliation of the robber."Please, I'm sorry, forgive me! I'm just a worthless piece of garbage in front of the great man!" The robber continued to plead, his dignity shattered.Emilia, witnessing the scene, felt a
............As for Aarav, he was on his way to his in-law family's estate.How he came out from the police station? By running away from there, no... no.He came out in a legal way. Let's rewind to the moment when the lady officer left the police station.Two hours earlier,"Hey... officer, can I have a moment, please?" Aarav shouted towards an old officer who was the only one left in the police station along with two more elderly officers.Others left, following the lady officer to handle the bank robbery incident case."Huh, what...!" The old man looked back at him, hearing someone calling."Can I have a talk, please... It's urgent!" Aarav said with a polite tone, hoping the old officer would be willing to hear him out."Ahh, yes. Young man, you look polite and quite upright. How did you end up here?" The old man, leaning against the cell bars, scrutinized Aarav with a mix of curiosity and suspicion."Oh, well. It was a misunderstanding. I didn't get the chance to explain myself a
............"Phew, I didn't think all three of them had hidden problems in their bodies that turned into diseases over time. But it was quite lucky for me; now I only need two more people to heal, and then I can awaken my divine powers. Soon, I will be able to cure my sister." Aarav mumbled to himself as he exited the police station after convincing the three old officers who chose to believe in his character and release him.Now, he only needed to gather evidence of his sister-in-law's words to clear his name."Oh, right! Wasn't the bank on the way?" Aarav passed by the bank where a robbery had just occurred, and he witnessed the moment when Emilia Pearson was taken hostage by the robbers in a car."Oh, shit... they just took a beauty hostage." Aarav caught a glimpse of Emilia's figure and thought quickly before sprinting behind the car."Vrooomn...!" Realizing he couldn't catch up normally, he needed to outmaneuver them."I need to jump on it before these assholes run away. Who kn
............Bella hesitated for a moment, then leaned in, lowering her voice. "The Blackthorn Family is known for their involvement in shady dealings and questionable practices. Associating with them might bring more than just business opportunities; it could also bring unwanted attention and risks."Sophia Rossi's expression shifted from curiosity to concern as she absorbed Bella's words, realizing the potential complications tied to their newfound opportunity."Are you sure it's not just a rumor?" Sophia Rossi questioned with hesitation, 50 Million Celestial Crowns being no small sum for their family.This could elevate their status and boost her fame in the upper circle; she couldn't afford to lose such an opportunity."Mother, I'm telling you, don't trust that young master Blackthorn. He's not human; he's a brutal and ruthless monster!" Bella warned her mother, her expression deadly serious."Why are you so against him? What do you know?" Sophia, angered by Bella's words, scolde
............Next day,"Sigh... Aria, I left a credit card on the table. Use that and order what you need. I'm in a hurry, so I'm leaving!" Aarav shouted to his sister from the kitchen, quickly changing into work clothes before rushing out of the house.The previous night, Aarav returned home late, concerned about his sister's well-being and finding the house devoid of food.In the quiet of the morning, Aria, still lost in deep sleep, remained unaware of her brother's efforts to provide for her. Aarav left a note, carefully placed where she couldn't miss it, knowing she might not have heard his words.Wellness Center,"Good morning, Mr. Veridian!" Passersby and locals around the clinic greeted him with a newfound respect.Word of him treating a patient with magical method had spread, sparking a mix of skepticism, envy, and admiration in the community."Wow, amazing. What is this crowd!" Aarav stood stunned, looking at the entrance of his clinic, usually devoid of patients. There was
............"What... do you know them? Who are they?" Emilia asked in a serious tone, hearing that Aria was familiar with the attackers."Yes... these are the same people who attacked Elandor's domain a while back. And I am pretty sure you can guess whose forces these are," Aria said with a contemplative look before she gave a glance at Emilia, who seemed to understand what Aria was trying to point out."I know... looks like we can’t overlook it any longer. Lady Aria, may I request you to get reinforcements, as I am not sure about the extent of the destruction these forces can cause in our land?" Emilia nodded, her face turning even graver before she bowed towards Aria and made her request."Please, you don't have to request it from me. I will help you either way, as it's also a threat to our land. While I go and gather reinforcements, can you hold on for a while?" Aria asked, stopping Emilia from bowing to her as she smiled in determination and agreed immediately."Yes, we will hol
............"You will be even more amazed, Lady Emilia, if you meet Lord Veridian in person. He is an amazing Divine Heir of God Elandor, from how he conducts himself to the way he carries the light with him," Aria said with respect in her tone, showing how great an impression Aarav Veridian had left on her."Now I am even more eager to meet Lord Veridian. Let's hope he is as great as your words describe him to be," Emilia said with a slight smile, raising the corner of her mouth as she met Aria's eyes, who returned her gaze with a confident stare.After that, Aria and Emilia talked about their plans—how they were going to weather the upcoming storm.The discussion went on for hours before they decided to walk out of the temple."By the way, Lady Emilia, if you are busy and have something important to attend to, then you don't have to personally accompany me," Aria said as she walked alongside Emilia, who had decided to show her around their capital city, Phelia."No way, Lady Aria.
............“LORD HEIR!” The crowd cheered again, even louder this time. Aarav raised his hand, gesturing for silence.“Alright, alright,” he said with a smile. “I get your enthusiasm. But we don’t just need high spirits—we need unity. We need all of you to step forward together, to face this reality as one and bring about a bright future.”His voice was filled with fervor, carrying a weight that seemed to stir the very air around them. The believers of Elandor below shook with goosebumps, feeling the power in Aarav’s words, which were infused with a subtle trace of Divine Energy.Aarav had intended to boost their morale—and it worked far better than he had expected. The crowd stood straighter, their faith and the fire burning brighter than ever.Aarav looked at the crowd one last time before waving to them. He stepped down from the podium and returned to discuss their next steps with the Pope and Cardinals.He wasn’t the only one making preparations. As Aria had promised him, she a
............A sudden, overwhelming pressure exploded from the throne, sending him hurtling through the air and crashing into one of the tree’s thick branches outside the temple."Cough, cough...!!" The High Prophet spat blood but slowly made his way back into the temple. Kneeling once again, he showed no anger or frustration at being injured—only trembling fear in the face of the figure’s fury on the throne.Sylas’s eyes, glowing with an unnatural light, cut through the darkness as he sat motionless on the throne, his presence suffocating. The High Prophet of Pestilence didn’t dare lift his head. The air around them was thick with the stench of rot and corruption, heavy with a crushing pressure.“Elandor’s Heir... and the Heir of Astraia,” Sylas muttered, his voice filled with disdain. “How dare she interfere in my plans?”His words echoed, each one pressing down harder on the High Prophet. Silence followed, broken only by the distant howling wind outside the temple. The elder remai
............“Thank you,” Aria replied, her movements graceful as she took a seat across from him. Between them stood a small circular table, with a basket of snacks and fruit placed in the center, adding a touch of warmth to the room’s otherwise solemn atmosphere."Mr. Aarav, what are your plans regarding the cultists? I’m certain they won’t stop invading this continent and causing chaos," Aria asked, sitting back in a relaxed position, her eyes steady on him.Aarav sighed, his tone dim and unconfident. "What can I do alone? Even with the Crystal Healing Organization backing me, I’m not confident in facing those lunatic cultists." He spoke with a heaviness, aware of the overwhelming power he had witnessed in their last battle.He knew his own limitations. The devastation left by the cultists was a harsh reminder. Even Pope Aurelius, with all his influence, wouldn’t be enough to turn the tide. Aarav understood that unless he reached the fourth stage, the *Virtuoso of Vitality*, he wo
............"Ah... thank you! And how should I address you?" Aarav quickly snapped out of his daze, expressing his gratitude before asking with a respectful tone."Aria... Heir to the Goddess of Stars, Astraia. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Heir..." Aria smiled, her face radiant like a flower blooming under the soft glow of moonlight. The sight made Aarav's heart race uncontrollably."Aarav... it's just Aarav, Miss Aria. Please, don't be so formal; it makes me feel uncomfortable." He interrupted her before she could speak too respectfully again, gently requesting that she call him by his name instead.Aarav didn’t want to come off like some spoiled young master, or as if they were stuck in some ancient civilization that hadn’t learned how to speak casually about simple things."Oh... alright, Mr. Aarav." Aria seemed a little surprised but then covered her mouth and chuckled. "Fufu...You don’t seem to like the ancient etiquette, do you?"Her soft laughter filled the air, the warm
............"Enough of this!" One of the cultists yelled, raising his hand into the air. A dark aura began swirling around him, corrupting the very energy in the atmosphere. The others followed, channeling the same malevolent force, preparing for a combined attack.Aarav could feel the shift—their power was immense. He flinched, sensing the ominous energy closing in around him."You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me?" Aarav’s voice cut through the tension. "You’ve forgotten who you're dealing with."As the dark energy swirled and gathered, Aarav took a deep breath and raised his weapon high. The blade gleamed with a blinding light, and the ground trembled under his feet as his divine power flared to life."Let me show you what true divine power looks like," Aarav declared, his voice steady. With one decisive motion, he shattered the one-use divine tool he carried, instantly replenishing the lost energy within him.And then, with explosive force, he unleashed it."Craaack... B
............"Clanngg....Boomnn...!!""Swiish....Bammn...!!""Ahh... Cough... Cough...!" Aarav took another relentless hit, sliding back a few steps before losing his balance and dropping to one knee, blood dripping from his mouth."Hahaha... Elandor's Heir, already broken? I was hoping to play with you some more!" The bald cultist cackled, his words dripping with contempt.Aarav wiped the blood from his lips, smirking. "Feeling smug, huh? It’s just a scratch, nothing worth mentioning." He rose to his feet, his body glowing as the injury healed instantly, as though it never existed.The cultist's eyes widened, then his expression twisted with anger. "Damn it! I forgot Elandor is the God of Healing and Medicine!" Realizing his mistake, fury replaced his shock, and he lunged at Aarav in a blind rage, furious at being humiliated.Aarav's smile turned cold. "Heh, let me show you what else I can do," he muttered under his breath."Swishhh... Whoosh...!!"The cultist attacked wildly, but A
............In the middle of the cultist Camp,The clash of metal and the roar of power filled the air. "Whoosh... Boom!" "Swiish... Swiish... Claanng! Claanng!" Two figures were locked in a high-speed battle, while four others stood on the sidelines, amusement clear on their faces.“Is this all you’ve got, Heir of Elandor?” The bald man, wearing a black robe with dark tattoos on his head, sneered sarcastically at Aarav Veridian, who met his gaze with a cold, steely stare.“Are you really that eager to meet your end?” Aarav shot back, his voice dripping with sarcasm."Swiish... Bannng...!!"Aarav swiftly blocked the cultist’s strike aimed at his throat and, in one smooth motion, delivered a powerful roundhouse kick to the man’s ribs. The bald cultist’s eyes widened in pain as he stumbled backward, trying to regain his balance.“Argh... you bastard!” the cultist cursed, groaning in pain as he stood up, clutching his side where Aarav’s kick had landed. His eyes burned with fury.“