"The moment you touched my consciousness your physique and talent were displayed to me, and you have B- grade physique and High level fire manipulation talent." He slowly and clearly states.
"What?!" I think I misheard, I got to have right?
"You heard me correctly" he confirms his previous statement.
"The clan magic tool said th-"
"I didn't choose an idiot I am sure you can connect the dots" as he is giving me this 'figure it out' look.
Physique grades from C- to C is like how a man can crush a small pebble in his hand and a man crushing a large rock in his grip, that takes me a little bit of effort to hold with one hand.
From C to C+ is like a man punching a large boulder into smithereens, and from C+ to B- is crossing a threshold that multiplies many times in power, B- lets you turn a large hill into a fairly deep pit with one punch.
The talents are just as exaggerated, if low-level talent lets you shoot moderately sized fireballs then medium grade lets you raze the area around you into the ground, with high grade an entire forest will be burned down in a short while.
My mind is blown once again with this knowledge, but I don't doubt a god, yet what our magic tool said otherwise, the truth I was constantly told, the scathing painful truth I was constantly reminded and demeaned with was wrong? All my suffering I went through was a lie after everything?
The magic tools everyone used were never wrong though, the only way it can possibly be wrong is if someone tampers with it. But only people with the rare enchanter talent and achieved high attainments and knowledge in enchanting like my . . . Uncle.
Realization hits me like a ton of bricks to the gut, My uncle lost the succession of clan leader to my father since the position demands the person to be one of the strongest in the clan if not the strongest.
Enchanters are not powerful fighters, he still had a great position as his rare class can create powerful weapons and contraptions. Like the magic tool used to check the talents and physiques.
So he that means in order to make his son, the one that bullied me most, clan leader instead he had to get rid of me the, sabotaging the tool and then having his wife, my aunt, who also has a rare dreamer talent, that deals with the minds and dreams worked hard to slowly make everyone forget me afterwards when no one wanted to deal with a weak loser making things easier for her.
My cousin who had good, but not as good as mine, talent and physique would become the head of our clan and I would disappear forever.
Looking back I ran much faster than the other kids and the wind slash probably was a more deadly attack that wound butcher normal kids.
My physique was even better than the wind leopards and so when I continued to run and walked through the forest and eventually make it here it showed me my incredible physique where any kid with even a C+ grade would have long passed out from exhaustion and blood loss.
I believed them when they said I have C- physique and believed them so much I ignored all the tell-tale signs of my real physique. I am such a fool, I never questioned it if I did then things might have ended differently.
In the end, if my parents actually loved me then things wouldn't have ended here either, no one cared about me. Only the benefits people can get counts with those in power. Maybe not all, but most are just greedy power-hungry hyenas.
Turning my head back to the nameless god he smiles and speaks "The barrier was only put up long enough that we thought would make the void ravagers leave the area of the void our realms are residing at, and there are only five more years left."
My heartbeat quickens when I realize what is the means and the future i envision.
"You want me to take the next five years to become stronger and not be able to have the other gods and god kings representatives take me out early and become the hunter instead right?" I smile as excitement starts pumping through me.
"HAHAHAHA OF COURSE! MAKE YOUR NAME AND MINE RESOUND ACROSS THE REALM, MAKE THEM NEVER FORGET ME AGAIN!!" His voice thunderously sounds out shaking whatever space I am in.
"YES!" I shout back in return with all the gusto I could muster. The fire of ambition burning in my eyes. I want to change my destiny to make them remember me and never forget again!
"I have prepared three gifts to you and they will help you grow to great power, greater than any other before you, what they are will be revealed when you receive them." He explained.
"How will you give me them?" I respond. Wondering if there is some ceremony I have to do like in the olden days.
"Like this" and then I return back to my body in front of the glowing orb, then the orb, melts into me.
Pain, pain like i have never felt before, like if magma and a million ants had a hundred thousand babies. Then those babies are all dumped over every inch inside my body. Organs, blood vessels, bones, everything. I couldnt even pass out, some mysterious power keeps me awake
Then I hear Volaris' voice speak from his dissapearing projection one last time.
"My name is Volaris God-king and Ruler Of The Sun, Maker Of Light! Find the remnants of my believers in hiding around this world! Build my church back up! Spread my name again! Then he is gone.
As I goo in and out of clarity for who knows how long. I eventually stop feeling the pain. Allowing myself to finally get up and look over what I was blessed with.
Representatives were usually given one gift with some rare occurrences two. Yet he gave me three, the first one is a gift of protection I can heal faster and create a powerful shield of light that will grow in strength with me.
The second gift is absorption, I can absorb the essence of the things I or someone else killed to increase my physique grade or speed up the training of my body and magic.
The physique and talent grades say what your upper level is and training your body and magic gets you to that limit. I can increase my body limit and training speed with this gift, and the last one is an increase of my fire talent to low-level Lord rank and he gave me light magic of the same rank.
The reality of what just happened and my new future takes a moment to sink in. Then I started crying not from sadness, but from relief, joy and relief. While laughing the whole time.
When I calmed down eventually and stopped crying I got up from the ground and bowed towards the direction Volaris's orb used to be "Thank you for holding your hand out when the world forget me"I thanked him.
"I will rise up higher than anyone before me and carve our name into the entire world forever! I will never be forgotten again!" I made an oath to myself.
I start looking around the shrine hall that takes up almost all the space except for a door on the far right wall, so I take a few minutes to walk over there. I notice my wound is healed and my body feels better than its been in a long time.
Finally reaching the door after traveling through this massive hall of pillars, the double doors open by themselves once again. Walking into what looks like storage space with a few chests in the center of this room.
The center chest has these small white orbs that give off this mystical glow. I grab one and feel this instinctual feeling like I know exactly what to do with this.
I follow what my body seems to be telling me. I watch as the ball starts shrinking as it starts turning into the misty haze that flows into my body.
"This must be essence." I realize as the orb soon disappears into me.
I smile and thank Volaris once more.
I open the chest on the right to find a great sword, a book and a ring. The book is a great sword technique manual called "Star Crusher". This ring is also a space ring, a rare artifact that's difficult to acquire even for my family.
I try to pick the sword up, but it doesn't budge even and inch.
I am not yet strong enough to even move it out of the chest.
The last chest has food and water in it, perfect for me to train and practice for a while before I even dare to try hunting in this forest.
Closing the last chest I wonder how this food hasn't gone bad and even looks like it has just been put in there. My eyes widen as I open the chest again to look at the top and sides of the inside to see glowing runes and orbs dotted all around the parts I can see.
These chests themselves are space artifacts I realize.
I close it again then sit down on the floor in awe of such massive space artifacts, and there is three of them. Though they look like they can only keep things still in time they are still amazing.
As I finish my contemplation I am hit with a wave of drowsiness, all the stressful chaotic events finally catching up with me as I lay on the hard floor and close my eyes.
I will start training tomorrow.