Hyperion Von Vilysivich is the name of Eris’ father, ruler of Aberdeen. From what the rumors said, he was a brilliant ruler with a strong personality who was always straightforward with his views on governing the civilization.Unlike most rulers who didn’t appear in front of the public eye very often, Hyperion was one of the few the Aeth was very familiar with. He was known as somebody who would never shy away from any trouble and was very upright and outspoken regarding all of his opinions.Would someone like this really go through so much trouble just to attack his daughter’s friend simply because he didn’t like him?Not likely!Although Arran admitted he was like an ant in front of Eris’ father, he was really not worth the trouble for him to deal with in this manner, especially since he loved Eris so much. He definitely wouldn’t want Eris to think badly about him for doing something like that.In that case, there could only be one reason for what was currently happening to Arran.A
Good thing Arran was a genius and his physique made it easy to control all kinds of energies, so the first problem was resolved. Now Arran just had to fine-tune his control over his energy.This part also wasn’t a problem for Arran, since he already had prior experience in doing something like this.This experience stemmed from back when Arran was training his bloodline in the academy after returning from Fort Crawford.The conditions back then were quite similar to now. At the time, Arran had to perform a handstand with a large earthen stake on top of him. The weight of the stake was as heavy as two mountains... literally. And Arran had to bear the entire weight with his own body.Fortunately, Arran didn’t have to bear the entire weight on his body... not exactly anyway. Instead, by using a mystical method, the weight of the stake was transformed into powerful pressure that was applied directly to Arran’s bloodline for the process of refining. During this process, Arran also had to a
Arran was lost in concentration as he tried to wrestle with the energy in his body. He was trying to make it flow in a different way from how it was used to. This proved to be quite tough, as for the first time, Arran’s energy refused to listen to him.This was the first time Arran was facing such a situation. Previously, his energy had always been at his neck and call, and Arran had never experienced any difficulty in controlling it, even when he had first started out.But now it was like trying to tame a wild husky.It just refused to listen. This was quite understandable because what Arran was trying to achieve is like attempting to go against one's own instinct.What is flow?There were different answers to this question. Some would say that flow was a distinct pattern of movement or the continual progression of substance in reverse to stillness. But in fundamental terms, flow is an instinct... an instinct to ward off stagnation. It is this instinct that leads to movement, which
“How is he doing?” Eris asked in concern, her eyes trained on Arran as she refused to look away.It has been more than thirty minutes now since Arran started attempting to control the flow circulation of his essence energy and throughout this time his eyes had been shut tightly in concentration.Everybody else had fallen silent save for the slight buzz in the air that came from the pressure emitted by Eris’ father.Both Eris and Charmy had been wracked with worry as they watched Arran in silence. They understood what he was attempting and knew just how dangerous it was.They weren’t worried that Arran’s life would be in danger since Eris’ parents were present. Should anything go wrong, they would definitely save him in time.No, what they were worried about was that should Arran fail, he might become demoralized and it might lead to him not leaving a good impression on Eris’ family.The relationship between members of the royal family was close-knit but weird and somewhat dysfunctiona
The trip to visit Eris’ family was a resounding success. After passing Hyperion’s test, Arran was welcomed warmly into their home.Other than Erin, who still kept a distance from Arran, the emperor and empress were very amenable toward him.Arran spent a day in Aberdeen before he returned to the academy with Eris and Charmy. During this time, he naturally got to know the Von Vilysivich family closely.Emperor Hyperion was the Earth ruler of the Aeth civilization. His wife Avery came from a side branch of the Von Weissen royal family and was Charmy’s aunt. It was through this relationship that Eris and Charmy became very close friends.In the Von Vilysivich royal family, there were only two children, Eris and Erin. Surprisingly, Erin was married and already had a son.Erin’s wife was Eliza, who came from a branch of the Von Gregory royal family. They both had a son, Phyllis, both of whom were not present when Arran arrived as they went to Vesuvius, the kingdom of the fire ruler, for a
Time is ephemeral... it exists only in fleeting moments! From the time of Arran’s first visit to Charmy’s and Eris’ families, five years had gone by. To some, these five years were like a long cycle of life where they got to experience a lot of things that served as enrichment to their growth. But to some, it was only a blink. In the unending depths of space that was void of almost all matter, there was a dead and barren dark star that stood alone in the vast, expansive void. On this star, a consciousness woke up after five long years of slumber. For the rest of the universe, five years had passed. But for the consciousness, it was like only an instant had passed between when it fell asleep and now that it was awake. Of course, this was only relative to the distance between various points in space. For a short moment since the consciousness woke up, its mind was muddled. But soon, it recovered its sanity shortly after. Who am I? Where am I? I am... my name... Kasack, that is m
Ching!Ding!Clang!The grating sound of metal clashing against each other resounded in the air as sparks flew and ripples of forceful waves spread around the surroundings.Puchi!That was the sound of flesh being torn open as blood gushed from the slit throat of a green-scaled creature like a geyser.The body of the green-scaled creature was huge. It could just barely be considered a giant.Standing at two and a half meters in height, it towered impressively over the opponent before him like an executor before a convict. But it was by the blade of this opponent that the green-scaled giant had fallen, its throat cut open, spilling precious lifeblood on its enemy.Thud!The body of the green-scaled giant fell roughly to the ground. From its back, a tiny weird looking creature that was hideous beyond description quickly scurried away from the fallen giant in a haste to escape. But its efforts were futile.With a jerk of the opponent's hand, a brilliant flash appeared in the air. In an i
The green-skinned mandrakes were a familiar opponent to Arran. They were a species of wild beasts with basic intelligence that grew in the wilds of Etherium.Most of the time, these beasts lived simple lives like every other beast, save for the limited use of simple tools that made for a primitive-level civilization. But at certain times, they would transform into a bunch of genocidal savages that wrought death and destruction wherever they went.This time was during the annual mating season when new offspring were conceived and later born.As a tradition and requirement for the birth of new offspring, female green-skinned mandrakes required a lot of fresh flesh and blood to provide energy to mate and nurture children. This led to the entire species hunting down any flesh and blood creature to satisfy their needs.This behavior is common in all mandrake races which were very common in the universe and not only the green-skinned subspecies. Because of their habit, the mandrake race is