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Luther awoke to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains. The familiar scents of lavender and the sound of birds chirping outside made him sit up abruptly. It all felt so real, yet surreal. He looked around the room—his room from a time long past. His blue hair, vibrant and untouched by the battles of his previous life, seemed foreign to him, a stark reminder of the innocence he once possessed.
"I'm really back," he thought, a mix of disbelief and awe washing over him. He remembered the harrowing moments before his death—the forbidden arts, the tearing of his soul, and the inexplicable force that had brought him here. The details were still blurry, but the sensation of being pulled apart and reassembled was too vivid to dismiss as a mere dream.
Rising from the bed, he moved towards the large, ornate mirror. The morning sun, streaming through the window, bathed the room in a warm, golden light. In the reflection, his fiery red eyes stared back at him—eyes that held the wisdom and scars of countless battles. He was a child again, yet his mind carried the burden of a life filled with pain, loss, and hard-earned lessons. Luther took a deep breath, grounding himself in the reality of the situation.
A deep sense of hatred and urgency welled up inside him; there were so many things he needed to do, so many people who had to pay for their past actions, so much he needed to change. The memory of losing his loved ones was a heavy stone in his chest, but this time, he swore things would be different. "This time, I won't let my family fall," he vowed silently, clenching his fists.
A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. "Young master, the patriarch invites you to breakfast," came the voice of his servant, Von.
"I'll be there in a few minutes," Luther replied quickly.
"Do you need any help, young master?" Von asked hesitantly. Luther was momentarily confused by this turn of events—why did his servant speak to him with such fear?
Then, a sudden headache brought memories rushing back. He remembered how he had mistreated his servants because of his inability to master any aura technique, a privilege afforded to the direct descendants of the Derik family. He had a special condition that prevented him from mastering aura techniques like the others—a curse and a boon. Unlike others who could feel the will of the techniques, he could only sense them vaguely, unable to fully grasp or wield them. Every time he tried to comprehend an aura's will, it felt like he was a fool, trading a mountain of gold for a single coin.
This inability to learn even the basic aura techniques expected of a Derik at the age of twelve had led to countless humiliations at the Royal Academy. His frustration and shame had turned him bitter and cruel. He had lashed out at those around him, treating his servants with contempt and his family with disdain. His mother, Aleena, had tried to change his behavior, but he had been too consumed by his own failings to listen. Even his father had eventually lost hope after years of trying to reach him. The only ones who showed him some care were his brothers, Oliver and Dennis. But that all changed during his third year at the academy, when Oliver got trapped in a dimensional crack.
The event had devastated the family, and the elders and his father had rallied the powerful individuals and family knights to combat the demonic threat from another dimension.
The Warlocks, one of humanity's greatest threats, marked the beginning of the apocalypse in their world. In the chaos and desperation of the times.
Luther's family lost even the slightest hope they had placed in him. Luther, too, abandoned his family during the war, obsessed with finding a way to master aura techniques.
His quest had led him to the ancient relics in the east of the Aqua Kingdom. He had ventured into these ruins alone, but his strength had only allowed him to reach the third level, relying heavily on family artifacts. It was there, in the heart of the ruins, that he had discovered the first part of the sacred Divine Dragon technique,a True dragon trait aura technique that is compatible with his body and he can graps the will in aura that only dragon can learn in ancient times.This increase his strength at dormant at by Ten times. a revelation that had come too late to save his family or even himself at the time.
Luther's thoughts were interrupted by Von's voice, bringing him back to the present. "Young master?"
He shook off the haunting memories. "No, it's fine, Von. I'm just thinking. Please inform my father that I'll join him shortly."
"Yes, young master," Von replied, bowing slightly before retreating to deliver the message.
As the door closed, Luther felt the weight of his decisions pressing on him. This time, he would not repeat the mistakes of his past. He had a second chance—a rare and precious opportunity to set things right, to protect those he loved, and to uncover the secrets that had eluded him. His heart steeled with determination, Luther prepared himself to face the new day, resolved to reshape his destiny and that of his family.
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