Everyone's jaws are on the floor as they try to understand how this happened. When did it happen? It shouldn't be possible, yet here it is. Damian just stands, staring at it and slowly reading it because he didn't get to read the last ones and doesn't know what the problem is.
•Error.Error.Encountered Resistance.Error.Error. Unable to Gather all Information.•
Name: Damian.?.?.
Birth Year: 100,465,514
Age: Soul 1453 current body 5 (Age Hex Broken) 6 in 2 months and 13 days
Race: ???? Error !!!!!!!!
Ranked: Powered Grade 9 Soul/Body Comprehension 90-99% Soul locked
Powers: Rapid Healing locked, Strong locked
Skills: Stamina increased, swimming, climbing, cooking …..
Combat: SilentKnife and Twilight Whip
Weapon Mastery:(0.03% SilentKinfe) , (0.04% Twilight Whip)
Equipment: locket of heart, Bracelet Healing Obstruct, Bracelet Strength Obstruct
Physically: SULH (Causes blood to Stagnate, Heart not work), Scares
Negative Effects: Power halved, Pain Hex(Pain 1 million times usual), Mind Shattered (Loss of memory when bad trauma occurs)
Spiritual: "SULH "(Soul Lock and Hidden)
Weakness: Queen Safira of Dragons
Prince Damian couldn't believe his ears as he heard the shocked sounds. "What?! Can someone please explain what this means and what's so wrong?" he finally turns to ask them.
But unfortunately, he still gets no reply from them and just looks at their dumbfounded faces and super puzzled ones as well. Finally, Princess Logon speaks up, "Shit Brother, you just had to show me up... 'Whack'... Awww, mom." He holds his head.
This seems to wake everybody up as they finally blink and look at Prince Damian glancing at them with a questioning face on.
"Language young man, you are still 10 years old, you might think you are a man but you aren't just yet," Queen Estel puts her foot down. She won't have bad language in her house with her kids.
"Awwww, I am sorry mom, didn't mean to," Prince Logon rubs his head, 'cause he may be stronger, but his mom is remarkably stronger than him without a doubt.
Drac speaks up, "I don't understand how is this possible." He stares with a completely lost face.
"Can someone please explain what's going on? What's not supposed to be possible? I thought that's what was said already?" Prince Damian pleaded for answers.
"I am your weakness? What the fuck does that mean, you little brat? How is that even possible?" She strides towards him, ready to deliver a blow for that. Prince Damian backs away, wary. He's never been hit by her before and is determined to avoid it at all costs.
King Aerin quickly decides to save him, "Safira, I think that's a good thing. It means that you are something super special to him. Think about it, if he loses you then what?"
Safira stops in her tracks and thinks. Then, she picks him up and gives him kisses. "Ahhhh, Damian, you also mean a lot to me, my sweet boy. Sorry, I nearly smacked you. You can blame Drac for getting me into a foul mood." She gives Drac a look. But Drac just rolls his eyes at her.
Drac thinks and then a light bulb flicks in his head. "I think I know what happened... hmmm, I think Safira broke the age hex somehow, possibly when she hit him with that light wave from last time. This means she's his weakness for that hex and it will activate again if something bad happens to her. But this other stuff, I don't know how?"
Queen Safira smiled at Damian, since she cares for him so much, as he smiled back," I think he just cares for me more."
"Uuuuhhhh, whatever, if that's what you want to think," Drac said, seemingly unbothered.
Suddenly, Kiron, who had been focusing on something else, couldn't take it anymore and speaks up. "Wait, does that mean the boys' age has changed? It now only says five for the body but 1453 for the soul. Is he like reset or something? Wait, is that even possible? No, that can't be right!" Kiron shook his head at his question.
All the adults took a second glance now, noticing that they hadn't paid attention to Damian's age or birthday. Drac scratched his head and decided to speak up. "It says five, but to be safe, I say we still take the old one and make sure we work with that time frame and break everything else, especially that soul curse he has."
All the adults nodded in agreement and then looked back at the projection again, checking to make sure they hadn't missed anything.
Queen Estel, one of the other members of the royal family, looked at Damian and asked, "Damian, son, you didn't do combat at all, right?", Damian shook his head. "Not even in my spare time or anything, right?", he shakes his head again.
Everyone in the room is getting more puzzled, but Damian reassured them, "I swear I didn't. All I did was watch my brother and sister train and observe them doing it. Why?"
But the real shock came when Queen Estel asked, "Can someone then explain how did he learn SilentKnife and Twilight Whip without training or learning the basics of them?"
Nobody in the room could answer her question, for someone to learn martial arts skills it takes weeks of performing the skill basics before it would be added to the combat section, then more training to master it of course. It was a mystery that everyone in the room couldn't understand.
As Prince Damian stared at the screen, he couldn't quite grasp the enormity of what was being presented to him. He could learn different fighting styles just by watching them. It seemed too good to be true.
Queen Estel placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Well, son, now we know when your birthday is at least. We can celebrate it soon and throw you a huge party."
But Prince Damian could only turn to her with a confused expression, his eyes practically begging for someone to explain what was happening.
Drac finally spoke up. "I think, King Aerin, it's because he watched the kids training. Maybe he understood or learned what they were doing somehow like he's a super genius when it comes to fighting."
Prince Damian couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had never fought before, so how could Drac say something like that without him even trying?
King Aerin disagreed. "That's impossible. You can only learn combat efficiently when you practice it. You could read it, write it, and then watch it being done. But if you don't practice it, your body's muscles won't be able to do it or even comprehend it."
Everyone nodded in agreement. It was true, you could watch someone swing a sword, but your body wouldn't be able to replicate the movements perfectly without practice. Prince Damian listened, feeling defeated and overwhelmed.
Queen Estel pointed out the real problem at hand. "Everybody, look, this isn't good. Now we know what the soul lock does. Powered Grade 9 Soul/Body Comprehension 90-99% Soul locked. He can't become an Emmortal until that hex is broken. How do we break that kind of power? Only the soul god could maybe help, right?"
Queen Safira shook her head. "Yeah, that's a solid no for that one. He's an ass...cough...uhmmm, not a helpful God at all. He prefers women to be silent if you understand my thoughts."
Everyone sighed in understanding. Most gods were abusive pricks.
"Well then," King Aerin said, "we have a huge problem. A massive problem. If he can't become an Emmortal, then he's still limited to a possible short lifespan."
As Prince Damian and the others in the room worried about the worst-case scenario, Queen Safira tries to ease the tension by saying, "I hope that old turtle will know something." Frustrated and confused, Damian decides to play with Prince Logon and Princess Aeryn in the corner, as they also don't understand the situation.
Drac asks King Aerin, "Do you think the resistance Prince Damian spoke about caused that message at the top?"
King Aerin replies, "I think so, but why now and not last time when we scanned him? Is it because I told the machine to dig deeper into the soul or did you feel a sensation last time Damian?" He then looks for Damian in the corner of the room.
As Damian plays games with the others, he hears his name and responds, "Sorry, what did you ask?" King Aerin repeats the question and Damian shakes his head no.
Drac adds, "I think that soul lock stopped it then. That's one powerful hex. To be able to fight a machine scan is another level of impressive." Queen Safira gives Drac a harsh look and he quickly clarifies, "I'm just saying I wouldn't want to meet this person. These hexes are even scaring me, and I am an Apex Beast ranked."
Queen Safira, clearly angry, says, "I would gladly love to meet them and teach them a real lesson on pain. They're sick in the head to do this to a child."
King Aerin, confused, says, "I still don't understand why they would do this. Look at him, he's a child, innocent, with a sweet young heart. Being one with nature, I can sense he's a warm soul and nature loves him as well. Most things love him if you think about it."
As the group of adults stood around the lab, memories of Prince Damian flooded back to them. They remembered the way he had always been able to connect with the beasts, the way the plants and trees seemed to flourish around him. King Aerin's words rang true, there was something special about Damian.
But as they remembered these things, a sense of dread washed over them. With the age hex broken, Damian was no longer protected from death. Time was running out and they needed to find a solution fast.
Queen Safira stood up, her fist clenched in determination. "We will find a solution, even if it's the death of me," she declared.
But Prince Damian, who had been listening from the corner, spoke up quickly. "No you won't," he said firmly. "I will not have you risk your life for me. That's a promise you must make to me."
Queen Safira looked at him, sadness etched on her face. "Why, Damian?" she asked.
"Because I owe you, not the other way around," he replied. "You have done more for me than I could ever ask for. Please don't risk your life, that's all I ask."
With a heavy heart, Queen Safira promised not to risk her life.
But Damian still had so many questions. He looked around at the group and asked, "Can you all please explain this to me? I'm dying to know."
King Aerin suggested they all sit in the lounge and talk about it, and they made their way there.
As they sat down, King Aerin pulled up a holographic screen and began to explain everything in detail. Damian listened attentively, asking a few questions along the way. Some they could answer, others they couldn't understand.
Finally, Damian asked the question they had all been dreading. "How long do you think I have to live?"
Drac, the chief scientist, suggested that with Damian's rapid healing ability, his cells may deteriorate at a slower rate, prolonging his life force. But it was just a guess and he couldn't be sure.
The group decided to prepare for the worst-case scenario, so they could move faster to help Damian.
Queen Safira cuddled him, her words of reassurance doing little to ease the fear in his heart.
They decided to go outside and get some fresh air, to clear their minds and come up with a plan of action.