Months slipped by like whispers in the wind, and before long, little Yasenia's first birthday had arrived—a milestone of paramount importance. On this day, a single ritual would reveal her body's constitution, determining whether her cultivation journey would be fraught with hardship or paved with celestial ease.
Tiny footsteps echoed through the grand corridors of the manor, a rhythmic dadada filling the air as Yasenia dashed past, her long, sinuous tail swaying behind her. The maids who caught sight of her couldn't help but soften, their smiles blooming unconsciously at the sight of their little miss.
Turning a corner, Yasenia's golden eyes lit up as she spotted a strikingly beautiful woman with cascading black hair. With a voice like a ringing bell, she cried out, "Mommy!"
Tatyana turned, her perpetually cold expression melting the instant she saw her daughter. She barely had time to crouch before the little bullet launched into her embrace, wrapping her tiny arms around her mother's neck.
"Yasenia," Tatyana scolded gently, stroking her daughter's silky black locks, "I told you not to run. What if you fall—"
The little meatbun scrunched her delicate face, her pout making her even more irresistibly adorable. "Mommy, you're too overprotective! How could I possibly fall running at that speed?"
Tatyana was momentarily speechless. Is she really just a one-year-old? But then again… Considering my ninety years of pregnancy, I should be more worried if she were normal.
Smoothing Yasenia's hair, she asked, "What have you been up to, Yassy?"
The little girl beamed. "I was watching Uncle Richard train the guards! They're so clumsy, and Uncle Richard always beats them up!"
Tatyana frowned slightly. "Isn't it a bit early for you to be watching combat training?"
Yasenia tilted her head, her expression serious, her tail flicking thoughtfully.
'Too cute!' Tatyana and every nearby maid thought in unison.
Then, Yasenia's lips curled into a tiny smile. "You're right, Mommy! I need to grow a little more first. But can you at least teach me to read?"
A collective mental explosion of adorableness overload rippled through the room. If Tatyana refused, the maids were more than ready to defy her and secretly teach their little miss.
Tatyana chuckled, stroking her daughter's cheek. "Of course, my little meatbun. Every night before bed, we'll read until you fall asleep."
Golden eyes sparkled with joy, and Yasenia's tail wagged so rapidly it was a blur. "Mommy, I love you the most!"
With a big, exaggerated smooch on her mother's cheek, she wriggled out of her arms and ran off, leaving behind a dumbfounded Tatyana, who smiled like a fool for a solid minute.
When she finally gathered herself, she turned to a nearby maid. "Where are Anna and Eve?"
The maid hesitated before answering, "Some men tried to kidnap the little miss a few days ago. Right now, the twins are… taking care of everyone involved."
Tatyana's gaze darkened as she looked out the window, her expression like a frozen blade. "Leave no one alive. Not even their dogs."
The maids bowed deeply. "As the Lady commands." Then, they vanished like shadows.
A cold smirk played on Tatyana's lips. So, they've forgotten me after just a few years of seclusion? Let's remind them.
The very next day, the Moon Empire trembled. A noble house was obliterated overnight, its name wiped from existence. The capital buzzed with terror, yet the royal family turned a blind eye. The message was clear: Countess Tatyana's daughter was untouchable.
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The Ceremony of Awakening
On Yasenia's first birthday, the manor was abuzz with activity. Piles of gifts from noble houses were meticulously inspected—some for their value, others for potential treachery. Though tedious, no one complained. This was her day, and they wouldn't miss the ceremony for anything.
As the sun set, trusted members of the household gathered in a secluded clearing behind the manor. Anxiety and anticipation hung in the air. No matter the results, their devotion to Yasenia wouldn't waver, but… they prayed for a miracle.
Tatyana completed the formation at the center of the clearing, her crimson eyes softening as she looked at her daughter. "Yassy, no matter what happens, Mommy will love you just the same. Step forward and place a drop of blood on the stone."
Yasenia nodded with unwavering confidence. With each step, her tail swayed in a mesmerizing S-pattern. The maids watching had to physically restrain themselves from squealing.
'I can't, I can't, I can't! She's too cute! I just wanna squeeze her!'
Standing before the ancient roulette-like stone, Yasenia bit her tiny finger, a bead of crimson welling up. Though her delicate brows twitched at the sting, she remained stoic, drawing admiration from the crowd.
The drop of blood floated to the center of the formation, pulsing with an eerie glow before sinking into the stone.
And then… the world changed.
A blinding golden radiance engulfed the sky as an enormous phantom sun emerged above the manor, its flames pulsing with celestial energy. Gasps of astonishment filled the air.
The Sun element… one of the rarest and most powerful affinities!
But before the shock could settle, the sun drifted left. Darkness surged forward, swallowing half the sky, and from its depths, a luminous silver moon emerged, shining with an ethereal glow.
Terror and awe gripped the crowd. The Moon element, too!?
But this was a catastrophe in the making. The Sun and Moon embodied the purest extremes of Yin and Yang—a combination that often resulted in bodily rejection. If her constitution wasn't strong enough… she'd be doomed.
The air grew heavy as the night deepened. Just when despair threatened to take hold—
The stars appeared.
White and black specks illuminated the sky, countless and infinite. The very cosmos seemed to tremble, and whispers of an ancient power filled the air.
Three.
Three extremely rare elements.
The phantom Sun, Moon, and Stars pulsed in unison, sending down three beams of divine energy. They clashed midair—but instead of annihilating each other, they fused. Celestial gold, silver moonlight, and the endless stardust coalesced in perfect harmony, wrapping Yasenia in a divine glow.
In that moment, two ethereal inscriptions formed above the stone, solidifying her fate.
Unique Element: [Celestial]—The cosmos bends to her will; the firmament itself shall be her strength.
Unique Constitution: [Celestial Yin-Yang Body]—Balance is found after chaos, and chaos is created after balance.
Silence.
Then—
An eruption of cries, cheers, and stunned disbelief.
Yasenia blinked up at the glowing sky, completely unfazed, before turning to her mother with the purest, most radiant smile.
"Mommy, did I do good?"
Tatyana stared at her, then laughed. A deep, delighted, utterly infatuated laugh.
She swept Yasenia into her arms, holding her tight, her voice thick with emotion. "You did more than good, my love. You were born perfect."
And as the stars shimmered above, a prophecy was silently written into the heavens—
The birth of a legend.