"Finally, we are back home!" Cleo shouts as he jumps into his bed. This might not be his childhood home, but it feels like it nonetheless. He is happy to return safely.
He actually wants to go directly to the Realm of the Thousand Worlds, but unfortunately, one of the servants of the Oriend Family informs him about the return of his parents, and he is now fretting over how to talk to them.
He is not their true son; in fact, he indirectly killed the true owner of his current body. Sure, he tried to stop the system from eradicating the soul of the previous owner, but he still cannot deny that he was the main reason why this happened.
"Master, I sense a disturbance in your mood; would you want me to give you a head?" Eclipshea asked. Upon hearing this, he quickly stands up and prepares to run away, but realising that she is unlike the girls in the academy, he heaves a sigh of relief.
"No, it is alright; I am just thinking of what to do during my break. Spending my time inside the Realm of the Thousand Worlds is a great plan, but it is incomplete. I must do something else during my break." He sighs.
Thinking about these things only gives him a headache; he orders Eclipshea to lie beside him as he hugs her to reduce his worries.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock* Someone knocks on his door; listening to the rhythm of the knocking, he knows who it is.
"What is it, butler, Iruh?" He hurriedly asks, letting Eclipshea go, afraid that if the butler opens the door and sees what they are doing, he might be misunderstanding something.
"The lord and the lady want to meet you." This is what he is most worried about. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he mechanically opens the door.
Iruh bows to him and starts walking. He follows him in a rather stiff manner, but he tries not to make it seem obvious.
Two individuals with an appearance that can be passed up as teen models were sitting in a room. They looked at him at the same time, scrutinising him from head to toe.
He is extremely nervous about meeting the parents of the previous owner of the body. He tries to calm himself down by thinking happy thoughts, but the sweat oozing from his body can be seen clearly on his forehead.
"Hmm, it seems that you have been working hard in the academy; I have heard some good words about you from the head of the academy; I am so proud of you," Rosenneta exclaimed.
"Keep it up! Who knows, maybe someday we will meet and fight together in the second realm." Arnold says this with a very proud expression.
Cleo coughs, hiding his embarrassment. Being praised by the parent of the previous owner of his current body makes him feel ashamed and guilty, but what is done is done; wallowing in guilt will not bring back the previous owner.
Taking a deep breath, he looks into the eyes of his current parents and goes.
"Do not worry, mom and dad, I will definitely grow stronger and help you manage our family's territory in the second realm! I promise you this: I will make our family famous throughout the cosmos!"
This is a grand promise, but he does not care; he feels that he can only repay the second chance that the previous owner has given him. By achieving this, he will become a powerhouse that thousands upon thousands of races will look up to or die trying.
Seeing the determination in his eyes, Arnold laughs out loud. He cannot help but feel immense pride in his son. He knows such a promise is impossible, but he would rather hear it than anything else.
As youths, one must have the blazing passion to chase after their dream, he announces with a rather loud voice.
"That is a tall promise! But! as your father, I will support you within my capability as much as possible!"
Cleo smiles. He is definitely going to use the power of the Oriend Family to grow stronger, but not at this moment; he is still trying to adapt himself to this world.
He still has not killed his first human yet; unless he bathes his hand with blood on another human being, his growth will definitely stop at a certain rate.
"Tell me, what is your plan at this moment? I had heard that you had taken another break once again," his father asked with a calm face.
"To gain more genetic enhancement, I realised that I was lacking in that area." He answers with sincerity.
"There are multiple servants in our family; use them as much as you want," his father states with powerful momentum.
He shakes his head.
"I wish to hunt my prey by myself. I am always grateful for how the famine is willing to assist us, but I want to grow stronger in my own terms. It is not that I am rejecting the help of our family; I just want to adapt myself to my current situation. With my memories still incomplete, it will be difficult for me to get used immediately."
Arnold sighs with a sad expression. He heard about this before, and he is shocked to find out that his son is still not cured yet. It seems that the amnesia is not going anywhere.
This is what is going on in his mind; actually, he prefers the current him to the past him, which is why he is afraid that his son will return to his old ways.
After being dismissed by the two, he immediately went back to his room and had the Eclipshea analyse the current situation inside the Realm of the Thousand Worlds.
"Currently, the top sanctuaries are trying to mediate the relationship between the lower ranks; it seems that the genetic creatures have become active once again, and there are multiple sanctuaries that have already been attacked.