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Chapter 4 - Chapter 4

Tipped stronger and stronger, causing Poju painful gasps to become more and more intense. 

Being suppressed by such immense pressure, the yellow lightning and his hundreds of metres tall body, started twisting and shrinking back. It gradually faded away, as it look like his body disintegrated.

The formless pressure jolted down with more force. The yellow lightning and huge figure disappeared completely, revealing his true appearance.

He didn't seem like a warrior anymore or a god of lightning either. Instead, he wore a lavish attire, middle age a bit handsome, he was a man in his thirties and five point something feet short.

Poju was a bit handsome,and had short black hair. But at that moment, his expression had changed entirely with a disheveled hair. There was some sort of fear grooming in his eyes, that grew enough to cause a nervous breakdown to a normal human even though poju wasn't far from it, If such intimidating pressure continues.

Cold bead of sweats seeped of his face, as he gritted his teeth.

"Aren't you a bit too lively today? I hope you can be like that now, when you were showing off your might!"

"Two!"

A violent loud hum like a thunder trough the sky, a calm voice as gentle as the wind, yet could petrify the soul spoke out of the sky.

"Hey, Look at the sky!" A random person exclaimed.

"Where?" As people stopped in their tracks and questioned.

In the sky, an intimidating blue lightning phantom of a giant face surfaced, turning the sky into a lightning blurred region.

It appeared colossal in the sky almost occupying a largeness of a thousand metres, it appearance was like some sort of godly existence, surpassing anything Sango had ever seen.

The Giant face phantom looked majestic in the sky, blurting out everything.

Forming waves of thunder that covered the clouds.

"It....it's Oba-Atala!!!!" People exclaimed.

"Fools kneel down to the mighty Oba-Atala!" People exclaimed in fear and reverence, upon seeing such.

"Kabiyesi!!!!!!!"

[ Author: an incantation for greeting a king, an Oba-Atala means Sky father or Monarch of the skies and also like an emperor. ]

Their faces were filled veneration, awe and fear, following that, cries of alarm began arising from the both inhabitants, guards, maids, servant. Infact anyone that sees it knelt down in awe.

...

Sango was stupefied, as he looked at the man he called his father, that was not too tall (6ft), nor was he robust and muscular in built. He was handsome, with his slight smile, he always wore on his face and the blue menacing current in his eyes.

However, the feeling he was giving at the moment was different, in contrast to his gentle and calm demeanor. No matter how he looked at the neat, but simple clothes he wore, his unique demeanor he emanated from his entire being was unfathomable.

At that moment his blue menacing eyes reveal deep killing aura.

"Oba-Atala, you..."

The terrifying eyes made poju shudder, which led to his expression changing greatly. Within his eyes was indescribable fear and dread that couldn't be described with mere words.

"Kabiyesi Oba-Atala. What the meaning of this? I was only just stopping by to say hello to my new nephew nothing else"

Poju forced a greeting, as he knew is situation had become perilous, and that no one would risk their life to save him, and without a reasonable explanation he wouldn't get out unscattered today.

In front of the Monarch of the Skies one of the being hailed as a rank seven being, he could only yield before him.

"Brother, I do understand your intentions, but next time watch where you, unleash your might" Sango saw his father walk up to his uncle, Poju body was tug on midair by a force channel from the Oba-Atala, straightening Poju body on the process. Making retreating and struggling useless.

"Poju, if I were you, I wouldn't repeat this nonsensical thing in my life ever again, if you ever feel you tired of live try it!."

"You...." Poju twitch with a stutter, he felt he was being insulted. Even though he was furious and his rage swell up, he could only swallow them, and didn't dare to utter anything.

He knew the Oba-Atala his elder brother abilities very well at least quarter of it. Even though he knew he wouldn't kill him, but when it came to trespassing his family killing him required no or less effort. He was also hailed as one of the strongest in the world, even among rank half rank 8 powerhouse he was a force to be reckoned with.

With his unfathomable strength, and in a state like this, if he doesn't leave quickly, he would have to pay an enormous price for it. The Oba-Atala was a very difficult person to deal with, especially when enraged.

No matter what, he was left with no other choice. He could only yield for now and forever. As he had to leave this place.

"That right, brother, tell second and fourth brother's I sent my regards"

Poju body trembled after the Oba-Atala spoke those words. He didn't dare to stay anymore, and immediately left only leaving a trail of yellow light.

The Oba-Atala stare at the yellow trail of light, and sighed. He knew that this was setup by his brothers. Even though powerful people like him was strong he couldn't kill his brothers, unless it was something unforgivable.

Meanwhile, Sango watched all this, with a stupefied and incredulous expression. As he stare at his father, that seemingly appeared out of nowhere, even his system couldn't notify him. 

How strong was his father to by pass his system?

'Damn, my old man is that strong?'

His line of thought got distrupted by his father steps. 

"Yes dear, there is nothing to worry about, who would dare harm us before you?"

Lowering her head, Lola gently brought him closer to his father. So that he could both inspect her and Sango, and to let him know that they were perfectly fine.

Sango, at the meantime, stare at his father with an admirative eyes.

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He didn't even notice the fervent and curiosity that his stare was displaying.

'Looks like my notion was right, my family is not so simple, I should probably do my best to train hard in this world as fast as I can'

Sango stretched his little arms towards his father in order to appeal and look more adorable. Putting a cute laughing baby face.

'papa teach me how to fly'

Needless to say, this whole incident left a deep impression on him, making him wishing to grow faster. Their might was up like fantasies, he wanted to withness more and more of it.

"Oh, our little boy seem happy"

Looking at his child happily stretching his arms towards him, Oba-Atala could not help but feel warmth of being a father. A trace of happiness was hung on his face.

He picked up Sango from his armpits softly, as he stare at him with a joyful smile.

"Oooh, dear he seems pretty interested in me than you, our child sure is smart. Little boy grow up and surpass daddy"

Hearing this, Lola reveal a beautiful tender smile. As she scoffed at his remark.

"Am sure he would, it just a matter of time. Before our child is labeled a genius like you"

"Here dear, please take our boy inside and bring him back to his room. Today's events are not for a child to see"

The Oba-Atala expression turning serious as he handed Sango to his mother with a small peck on his foreheadhead. His figure disappeared, Lola could not help but frown a bit after the Oba-Atala left.

"Have you heard? You need to grow up and become a genius like your father. And show the world that you are truly the son of your father"

As a mother of an Oba son, Lola knew that the rest of their family members, are just waiting for a chance to strike, just like a predator and a prey. The other relations are always competitive, and seeking for opportunities to size the throne.

Carrying Sango back to their room, she didn't notice that the baby in her arms was silent. His eyes growing strong resolution and determination.

A never felt determination was growing within him, as Lola placed him in a baby cradle.

'Seems like I must speeder up plans things a bit, learn to walk and venture. So as to gain more knowledge of this world, and Independence. At the same time show an early talent in both literature and cultivation.'

After that day whenever someone talked to him, he would pay extra attention, trying to figure out common words or signs.

The rest of his time when he was not eating or being clothed. He would try to feel his bloodline. He had noticed that, after that previous events. His bloodline fluctuation as become more obvious.

He tried moving his lightning bloodline, every attempts had resulted in exhaustion and improvement. Though comparing his knowledge from his previous live novel systems, those bloodline and system had somatic component.

But that wasn't all, every attempt made him feel more competent due to his system, though he had fear for being expose and training started grooming within his heart. Even eating sometimes felt wrong, as he lost appetite.

Thankfully, his mother and father endless Love and affection, had kept his situation under control. Despite him being bias about parents, Lola and his father, had managed to make him feel loved and protected.

The final outcome of twenty days progress, was him advancing to level 2, with the absence of quests. Other than that, his parents seem to be doing a good parenting job, even though he was their first child.

Despite giving birth in less than a month, she seem more beautiful and filled with vigour. She was a breed of a good looking woman, in her thirties but look like she was in her twenties. With a well endowed figure that seem to be honed with yoga.

At that moment in a room,a western style gold and silver strip velvet. Decorated it.

A crystal chandelier glinting, well design white wolf velvet. A large curtains embroidered with fine paints, capturing an action depict in the mountain. Sconce frame of plexiglass printed a beautiful woman.

Numerous maids lowering their heads, walked into the room in a tea length black and white gowns, bowing respectfully.

Maybe it was because Sango loved a wealthy life style or maybe he was their son, but Sango felt deeply proud of his parents and their position.

Once they were done cleaning the room, they bow respectfully and left.