"No one has ever used their wish for something of the sort since every other Heir was talented so I wasn't sure as to what the result would be but to think you'd be so blessed by the creator…" uttered Uncle Seth as he approached Adonis.
[The Twelvefold Divine Erudite Sovereign Meridian and Qi root Set has been assimilated.]
[Current Form: Middle Immeasurable Grade.]
[Potential Form: Zenith Immeasurable Grade.]
A rush of knowledge flooded Adonis' mind as he received all the information he could ask for about this gift he'd just received.
Uncle Seth appeared behind him and patted his back.
"Your body's gonna need a few days to adapt and get back in top shape before you can start cultivating."
"Take these few days to rest and gather your mind and focus. I know the last few weeks have been really hectic for you. Too much chaos isn't good."
"Go rest, nephew."
***
An apocalyptic landscape.
These were the only words that could describe the reality that stood before the Golden haired man.
Countless worlds fell, one after the other and his brothers, who he'd been with for countless aeons, all perished without any ashes of their existence being left behind to be buried.
The sorrow of the dead intermingled with the cries of pain from existence itself as life itself began to crumble.
The Golden haired man was bloody, his arms were gone and all his aspects were torn and shattered.
He looked over the horizon, his gaze landing on a certain man's back.
From his position, all he could see was his long flowing dark hair and his broad back, so broad it looked like it could support the very heavens.
"You must live." The man suddenly said without turning around to look at him.
He felt his heart constrict and ache as he saw all this play out and felt his weakness shine brighter than it had ever before.
Before he could react, a blade of light dug into his flesh, pulverising his heart as his vision went dark and his body cold.
From the skies, the Man fell like a fallen angel from heaven and he touched the earth, his golden blood spilling over the land to paint a tragic picture, a tragic tale, a tragic end.
He had died.
***
"ARGGHGG!"
Within a grand bed, a boy suddenly sat up, his breaths laboured and his body covered in sweat as memories of a distant future flooded his mind.
A soul splitting headache assaulted him as more and more memories flooded his mind and he eventually passed out.
A change was on the horizon.
**
In the depths of a tropical forest, the uproarious laughter of a young boy could be heard as he ran away from a pack of white tigers.
Their speed was horrifying, their bodies leaving after images in their trail but in front of the boy, they felt inadequate.
He seemed to be jogging and yet, they couldn't even hope to touch a hair on his head.
He'd been running for weeks already and yet he hadn't tired at all.
These white tigers had never seen a humanoid entity with this much stamina. Not even Demi-humans, products of beast and humanoid inter course, could match the boy.
"Boy! Just give us back our artefact and we'll let you go!" Roared out one of the beasts, using the ambient qi to translate its words to the boy.
Most beasts were born with intellect rivalling that of the humanoid species and through cultivation, they could heighten their wisdom and get even more intelligent.
When the fact that they had longer lifespans was factored in, it was obvious that most beast clans were much more advanced than the humanoid ones.
Not in terms of technology and infrastructure but in terms of passed down knowledge and discoveries.
The forests and jungles of the world were perfect for their cultivation and ways of life, why would they ever tweak it? The only reason the humanoids needed infrastructure was because their greater numbers were weak and fragile yet useful to the system put in place.
The boy jumped and grabbed a branch, using it to swing himself further away as he began to chomp on a strange ore.
"NO! BASTARD!"
Their bodies erupted with qi and runes lit up on their fur as their speed suddenly greatly increased.
Unfortunately they were too slow. The boy chomped once more, applying more force and sadly, the ore shattered instantly and was swallowed by the boy.
Enraged, one of the tigers shot at the boy, its qi covered paws violently coming down.
The boy suddenly looked back.
"Huh? You were following me?"
The tiger's sharp claws were akin to pieces of cotton against a wall of diamond as his hit landed.
The boy looked at his chest then at the tiger. He threw a punch, with no skill or specific intent. He just punched.
BOOM!
In an instant, the entire forest was vaporised.
Not destroyed, it was vaporised. Nothingness.
The boy frowned.
'Did I undo another seal? Fuck, master's gonna kill me.'
"FUCKKKKKKKK!" He roared out to the skies, the power of his vocal chords shaking the entirety of Ishva'al as his childish rage drowned the surroundings.
***
Somewhere in a cave, within the depths of the earth, a young girl sat cross legged, her eyes closed as all around her, emerald fumes of qi could be seen alongside floating runes and cauldrons.
The thick scent of alchemical products could be perceived as she repeatedly trained.
Suddenly, a man appeared beside her, politely bowing before he spoke.
"Miss, the examinations will soon begin. The master suggests you begin preparing."
"Hmph. What's there to prepare for?"
The man sighed.
"Master has divined that these coming examinations may not be as easy as the young miss expects it to be. In fact, the master has prophesied that you will face great adversity."
"The stars of your generation are awakening, young miss."
The girl stopped cultivating, a grin spreading across her face.
"And you're saying they're all on my level?"
"…Yes."
"How many?"
"Most likely a dozen."
She suddenly burst into laughter, a laughter similar to a certain boy's laugh as her mind spun at faster and faster speeds.
"Good. I'll be going to claim my alchemical legacy. Notify me when it's time."