The Heavens System Subsidiary (I Was Chosen By The Word)

Why Does This World Hate Me...

///17 Years Later///

It has been 17 years since my reincarnation, but I do not believe that man’s prayer helped me. I was born as the son of a widowed slave and currently work for the Fenrir Family, a family of Wolf Demi-humans who are descendants of Fenrir, or so they claim.

“I recently regained my memories about six months ago,” I thought to myself, still sifting through my memories. “I am a fox demi-human, 16 years old according to my birthline, but I appear to be around 18 or so.”

My father was earth-bound, while my mother was from the Migás Realm. I am unsure of how they met, but what I do know is that after my father passed away, my mother was captured and sold into slavery. She was later bought by the Fenrir Family, while I was still unborn.

“Mother has been in slavery for 16 years. Why must my moms always suffer?” I thought, feeling sad and powerless in my current situation as I clenched my fists.

When I first regained my memories, I immediately checked my appearance. I looked relatively the same, just more handsome than before. I had long black hair styled in a ponytail, a smooth face, chiseled jaws, and unblemished skin. I was also taller than before, standing at about 6 feet 3 or 4 inches. The only difference was that my former brown eyes were now a deep hazel in this life, which was a plus in my books.

As I was lost in thought, someone suddenly slapped me on my back, causing me to almost trip onto the ground.

“Vincent, you shitty slave, what are you doing slacking off your work?” the person yelled at me in anger. It was the third young master of the Fenrir Family, who was always compared to his two successful older brothers. He had the least power in the household but still outranked me as a slave.

"Sigh Everywhere suppression seems to always find me,” I thought to myself.

“I’m sorry, small master. I was lost in my thoughts,” I replied, trying to keep a respectful tone but with an underlying mocking tone.

“ME! SMALL MASTER! You shitty servant, it looks like you are courting death!” he shouted, with veins bulging out of his head.

“I am a father wolf, a pack leader!” he continued, trying to assert his dominance.

I smiled slightly, knowing that I hit a sour spot. However, I knew he would come closer with the intent to beat out his anger again. He does this all the time, but at this point, I’m sure I already have a resistance to it. Nevertheless, that doesn’t mean I’m willing to take it all the time. I simply step aside as he goes on to beat nothingness.

As a fox, I have a very strong affinity towards Illusion, which is our innate ability as a race. So, I cast an illusion that he is beating me while I stand beside him, looking at him.

“From mother’s stories, our ancestors were strong enough to cast illusions to even fool death. We were even the strongest family,” I thought.

“Well, that was before we were ganged upon by the other families and almost wiped out. Only a few of us survived and are just scattered across the Realms,” I continued to think as I remained hidden in my illusion.

He had finished “beating” me and stood up, gasping for breath before leaving. Of course, he couldn’t leave without insulting my “fallen figure” like a second-rate villain.

“Fool, you’re nothing but trash without an innate ability. Learn your place!” he said furiously.

After he left, I continued working unfazed.

When night came, I finished for the day and retreated to the clean slave quarters, which the family maintained to prevent us from giving them any diseases.

Heading towards my quarters, I mulled over what I knew about this realm. First of all, slavery existed even when there was no war. Secondly, the realms were forbidden from fighting each other by a power displayed by someone called the Creator, which was dubbed “The Word.” According to my mother, the realm was once connected, and war broke out. Eulogeo fought against humans and vice versa, and other realms fought later on, such as Deus and Migas. During a particular confrontation, a being called the Creator had enough and appeared at the battle scene between the individual races.

It was said that he whispered some incomprehensible words, and they weren’t allowed to fight each other anymore. They called this ability “The Word,” as it was a word that ended everything. I assume that “The Word” is an ability that allows the Creator to make changes on a conceptual level.

With “The Word,” he made it so that no realm was allowed to wage war on other realms. With no choice, all the realms had to form a consensus and a treaty. Now, all the realms trade with each other, except for the Deus realm, as they do not require anything.

They are relatively neutral, except when they grant blessings to people, such as what happened to the ancestor of the Fenrir family. He gained authority over wolves and some beasts due to a blessing from a Deus.

The main power in this world is called an innate ability. Every person in the realms has an innate ability and a status system upon birth. Everyone thinks I have no innate ability, but I have two. However, one is useless, and that’s the one I portray.

[Status]

Name: Vincent. G Cadmean

HP: 3500/3500

EP: 1500/1500

Bloodline: Cadmean Bloodline of Illusion

Innate Ability

[You Who Is Surrounded by Illusions (A-Rank)]: Users can easily make illusions, but the strength and realness of the illusions depend on both the user’s talent and independent ether. Note that if the victim of this ability is stronger than the user, there is a high chance that the person can shrug off the user’s illusion. Usage: 2EP/minute for low-tiered illusions. 20EP/minute for high-tiered illusions.

But it’s not this innate ability that’s useless. It’s the other one:

[I Can Impose My Will (D-Rank)]: Users can impose their will on objects smaller than the user and opponents weaker than the user. Will can vary from mood to command. Usage: 1500000EP/second.

'This is the impractical ability that even Adam, my ancestor, could never use. The cost is just too expensive for anyone to use. I wonder if anyone from my earth who gets reincarnated also gains an ability. Either way, it’s not my focus.'

'In this world, there are great threats, monsters of all types found wandering around. They are called nightmare or dark beasts.'

'These beasts are either created from the negative thoughts of people interfering with the mana from the earth or the abnormal build-up of ether in a normal beast.'

'Then there is another category of monsters. This one consists of some people who practiced demonic arts and lost themselves in it. In this case, they lose all forms of reasoning, hence they are given the name ‘the lost ones.’ They are more difficult than dark beasts.'

'The risky thing about the lost ones is that the people who are corrupted are still capable of using their innate traits. It becomes even more powerful. So it’s possible to be fighting a lost one and it suddenly spams portals on you. But thank the heavens that they can’t do so all the time because they don’t have reasoning power anymore, they do not tend to use their innate abilities. They only use it when in dire situations but it’s quite rare. Only the beasts who have consumed other beasts and have a bit of consciousness can successfully pull this feat.'

'But I’m led to assume that there are some beasts who have gained their human forms back by consuming other beasts. I mean, if they can get back their mind, what’s stopping them from getting back their bodies?'

“Ugh, all this surplus thinking makes me tired. I should get home to Mom before it gets late,” I muttered under my breath as I walked faster to reach my mom’s quarters.

After a while, I reached there to find it unlocked which was quite weird as my mom often locks the doors. I sauntered through the door and found everything in disarray. Our dresser was wrecked, the wall had dents on it, and there was some blood on the floor. Then it hit me. My mom has been kidnapped.

“Why me?,” I thought as I soon dashed out heading into the night in search of my mother.

I can’t lose another.