33 Risen#re

It was an ordinary day like any other, the empress had given the entire staff the day off but no one left.

We all wished to see the results of her son's training over the years.

He had always been an exceptional trouble maker, while smart for a child and having a heaven-granted beauty, we all only saw him as a special child, but it was only that.

However, it was on that day that our hearts were changed, and our understanding of the world changed forever.

It was a truth to every cultivator that the laws would only move on their own in the presence of a god, it is a sight all cultivators wish to see, it is a reality we all wish to make our own, but on that day, we saw the laws themselves rush to the empress's son, not only did they embrace him, but they fought to get closer to him, and yet they dared not grasp onto his skin.

As if touching his flesh would be the greatest of sins.

His blood that spilled on that day remains on those very grounds, the laws refused to allow anyone to touch it, not even the empress herself.

I will never forget that moment when the empress's son's collar bone snapped and his left arm became unusable, he climbed off the ground and made not a sound, no cry of pain, not even a complaint, he said only one word...

-an entry in the journal of Antonasia the warlock, the eighth aide of the empress.

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Lirian fell to the ground, his hand still wrapped around the black-oak sword, in his every lesson no matter how hard he was pushed not once did he ever let go of the sword.

He climbed to his feet and felt the burning sensation in his arm, as he moved, he felt the bones grinding in his shoulder, he felt pain much worse than this, never could something so small make him even flinch.

Taliyah still looked shaken by what she had done, she had given him a few fractures in the past but this was a different level of injury, she even drew his blood, "L-Lirian, that's enough for today, let's get you healed, then we can go and do something together afterward."

Lirian looked to her and smiled, "Again!", he shouted, pointing his sword towards her.

His words were like a bell, ringing directly above the heads of all.

Taliyah froze, "You're injured little one, let's take a break!"

Lirian shook his head, "I'm not injured, I'm lucky to feel this pain while it is only training, it's just like I said about your rule's mom, feeling pain in training will only help me when I'm in a real battle."

"Again!" he shouted once more.

A melancholic smile appeared on Taliyah's lips, "Very well.", a wooden sword appeared in her hand and she pointed it at Lirian.

Lirian smiled at the gesture, to raise one's weapons against a lesser opponent was a sign of respect.

At that moment Lirian eyes moved separately, one eye on her feet and one on her sword arm, he began a basic analysis of her movements, until now he had only seen her wield her sword to show him the sword forms.

Their dance begun again, this time sword met sword, and waves of pressure were redirected into the ground, Taliyah stayed on one spot and allowed Lirian to take the initiative, she didn't want to accidentally do any more damage.

Lirian took on the 'Pensive Swords', form and approached, it was difficult to use with a broken arm, the form was designed so that the sword wielder would hold the hilt with one hand and the tip rested on the forearm, allowing one to maintain their guard while steadily advancing, but he held the sword steady and moved forward.

The ground hardened beneath his feet, just enough to give him more speed, and tiny currents of air formed pockets in the air where he stepped, 'The Feather Falls', his sword moved and a dozen unpredictable strikes rained down from above.

Taliyah used, 'Dancing Leaves', to block it, her eyes narrowed as the elemental laws subtly moved around Lirian, then his moves got faster and faster and she saw traces of the lightning laws enhancing his nerves, his every move caused the laws to change.

She blocked his next strike and locked him down, but he channeled his full weight into his sword, and using it as a lever and Taliyah's sword as a fulcrum, he spun around Taliyah's blade and swiped at her throat.

A quick step back and a sword slap later, she sent Lirian rolling on the ground, another crunching sound was heard and she noticed that he used the opportunity to push his shoulder back in place.

He clenched his fist happy to have control of it again, but he could hardly move the hand, his broken collar bone was the real problem, and if he forced himself to use his hand it would make his recovery even worse.

Their spar went on for hours, the sun soon reached its peak and crawled back down, but they still went on, their feet weaving in and out elegantly as they cut patterns into the ground, like a seamstress stitching patterns into clothes.

The sun had long gone as he launched another flurry of strikes, at the same time Taliyah released a quick stream of strikes that Lirian completely failed to follow, a loud crunch was heard and splinters of wood flew around courtyard.

He jumped back and held the pummel tightly and looked at the broken pieces of his sword with a heavy heart.

"You did extremely well, little one, I'm very impressed with your ability, you have gone beyond even my wildest imagination, let's end this for today." the pride she felt at that moment could only compare to the day she became empress.

"When you meet my old master in your school, I'm sure he will be equally impressed with your outrageous skill," she said with a smile.

Lirian was slightly unwilling but nodded, he was drenched in sweat and his collar bone needed treatment, as much as he wanted to continue, he knew his limits.

He had heard his mother mention her old master many times, he was one of the most respected men in the empire and the advisor to several emperors and empresses, until he retired during the reign of Albus and Taliyah, he pursued his dream of becoming a teacher.

As soon as he turned around the fatigue washed over him, and his tongue felt like a dried-up leather, he gave a quick order to one of the servants and looked at his system.

Name: Lirian (Samsara, The god of rebirth)

Status: Mortal/Slightly Injured

Affiliations: Prince candidate of the Clovis Empire

Current realm: The Mortal Realm

Body: Mortal (Suppressed godly constitution) - 20

Mana: Mortal (Suppressed godly constitution) - 14

Mind: Mortal (Suppressed godly constitution) - 56

[Level of Threats detected on your fate string is currently low]

Fate Achievements:

Heavens Bane (I)– You have survived the onslaught of heavens wrath; you are now immune to 5% of all heavenly tribulation damage.

Born a God – You are the first born god in all of creation, your bodies limits are not restricted by the constraints of cultivation.

First in Existence – you are the first born god as result due to your unique existence the heaven places its boon upon you, you will gain insights into the laws of the world faster than any other being in creation. (2x learning speed)

Heavens Chosen – the current plain has a task for you that aligns with your future, the path will be yours to choose, until the task is completed the heavens greatest boon shall be placed upon you. (10x all fate particles collected.)

Without Equal – you have a natural gift to comprehend and understand the world in all its layers, there has never been another with such insight. (10x learning speed)

Source Knowledge – you have grasped the knowledge of genesis, cosmic and celestial, all energy centre's benefit from these knowledge's (1,15x cultivation speed, as you grow stronger so will you cultivation speed)

Systems Fate Particles: 103 trillion

Hosts Fate Particles: 8.9 billion

[Ten thousand godly essences have been detected in your body currently all have been drained and lay dormant, activation of a single essence will require at least 15 trillion fate particles.]

AVATARS STATUSES

Talen Haltz (Chaos Bringer) - Healthy

Arodil (The Demon of the END) - Healthy

Lucian – Healthy

Mitrax (the divine artisan) - Healthy

Killian – Mentally Disorientated/Healthy

21 – Healthy

23 – Healthy

ABILITIES:

Samsara's Vision – you have the eye of a god capable of viewing the fate of the souls around you. (The mental strain is beyond your current ability to handle, recommended to shut of your optical nerve for 200 years before attempting to use the ability.)

Energy Control – you are able to bend the purest form of energy in your surroundings.

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The years had given him much, the Heaven Bane, came as no surprise to him it was certainly not his first time seeing it and he knew it wouldn't be his last.

Born a God, was a pleasant surprise and he was already seeing it in use, a mortal without any cultivation had a natural limit at 20 for their body, mana, and mind, however at his young age his body already reached 20 and an adult is at least five times stronger a child on average, while his mana was still low it was only natural, mana took techniques to build up and his naturally increasing mana was incredible, his mind was unbelievably strong for a mortal, the limit before one breaks into the first-grade is 100, on each centre of power and yet he would be able to reach those limits without cultivating and the moment he started he would immediately break into the first realm.

First in existence was no surprise to him, as a being evolves down their own cultivation paths, they would become a unique existence, the more unique one becomes the harder it is for them to further evolve, too even out the field the heaven aids their path, of course, Lirian knew the true reason behind the heavens aid.

Heavens chosen, the first time he saw it he thought he was tripping, and when he confirmed it, he laughed like a mad man for hours on end, it was the most ironic joke he had ever seen, the heavens had cursed him, made him immortal and forced him to live a life of misery and yet now it had the audacity to name him a chosen.

He knew that the heavens were like an information form or a program doing things to ensure its continued operation, it had no moral understanding of right and wrong, it only knew to ensure its continued operation, but that didn't stop him from hating it for handing him a deck made up of only jokers for his entire life.

The last two were also expected he didn't care too much about them, they were just passive boons, he had tons of techniques to ensure his fast growth, and as for his fate particle collection, the past few years had been very fruitful, he had gained so much from just the praise of those around him and as he looked at the new notifications, he became much happier.

New fate particles started to pour into him from all the aides and servants that witnessed his spar, it seemed that he had made a very deep impression on them today.

The item that left him with the deepest impression was his Samsara's Vision, it would prove very useful but at the same time it posed a problem, it was unique to his natural cultivation and if he used his Samsara esper cultivation technique, he wouldn't be able to use his 'Eight Truths' perfect esper technique, and unfortunately, his 'Samsara' technique didn't come close to his 'Eight Truths' technique.

He only had one choice and that was to fuse the two together, he estimated that it would take at least 3 quadrillion fate particles to complete the analyses and come up with a decent path for fusion obtaining such a number wasn't impossible, he already knew he could get it thanks to the heavens chosen boon, but what he would obtain was the bare minimum and he wanted more than that.

Under the influence of such thoughts, he began to plot out his future course, his time in school would present an opportunity, but the students in the school would reach the third-grade at most and there were too few teachers to farm fate particles from.