《Legendary Elemental Knight》Chapter 18: The Dragon Seed
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I never realized when my jaw hit the floor. That story my father told me is completely different from what I have been expecting. I am a descendant of Dragons? A blood thirsty race that declared war against all the races in the world? My mind is currently in scrambles from all that huge information pounding in my head.
That huge flood of information takes a long time to get sorted. I bullet point various important lines I felt crucial in my head.
- Dragons are really bad-ass.
- There were even more bad-asses before them and they f***ed themselves up badly.
- Dragons rolled around with hot babes and produced even more OP babies.
- These little man dragons run around the world sticking their noses in everyone’s a** crack.
- They did not like it and punched their noses flat hard.
- My father is a diluted version of those man dragons.
- I am the first man dragon to be born after around 10 centuries.
I think these points make up the gist of that long story my father told me right now. I take a deep breath and try to calm my mind. I store all this information in the back of my mind as my father is still not done with this long history.
But he once again tells me something that once again riles up my just calmed mind. I just want to go and punch him right in the face and shout ‘Give me some f***ing time to adjust. Don’t go talking all that mind boggling stuff like everyday gossip’, but I control myself with great effort.
“As I said, Azalon, you are the first ever Draconian to be born in a 1000 years. I thought that you were born with a Unique Physique as my Master said that you can’t cultivate in Spirit Energy. But once you revealed that you can cultivate and that too at that speed, I was convinced.”
So that answers the expression he had on that day when I showed the results to him. That shock and excitement as well as worry and anxiety I saw on his face. He was happy and shocked to see the ancient legacy of his bloodline revive right before his eyes. But at the same time, he is worried about the possible reparations if that secret gets known to the world. I was literally fed up with this entire mystery feel I think he is trying to give me, with this entire long story with all that mythical stuff.
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I mean, whatever happened has happened around 5000-8000 years ago. It had goddamn nothing to do with me. I am a man who drowns himself in some scientific stuff and finds pleasure planning and looking towards the future. Whatever happened in the past never held any charm or interest for me, as I can’t do anything with it. Except maybe when it is an innovation that was thought up by a mad scientist in that era.
I know some may be thinking on the lines that past is important, we have to learn from the mistakes they did etc…etc… , but I say ‘Shut your trap’ right to their faces. Even though we can learn, who is following those lessons or not trying to commit those mistakes from the past? We had 3 world wars back on Earth, and nobody ever learned that wars are bad even when everybody would shout all about the aftermath of those wars.
But no matter what I think about the past incidents my father told me about, I can’t say those things straight up to his face. Even though I am a considerable a-hole, even I can’t hurt my father’s feelings. So I probingly ask in a low tone.
“I understand all that happened but, why are we here exactly for, father?”
“*sigh*, I had a feeling that you will ask a question like that. Maybe that is for the good too. You should not be someone who is always stuck up to the passed out incidents. Look forward to the future while accepting all that happened. Hahaha, maybe I should learn a thing or two from you.”
Wow. Simply wow. He understood what I was thinking from just that single sentence.
“You are really not that stupid you made us believe you were, right dad?”
He sharply turns his head as I mutter that. A bashful smile instantly lit up his face and intelligence crept up into his eyes. His entire atmosphere changed into a person that could see through all your tricks and still come up victorious with a smile on his face. I was shocked at the changes in the man I knew for about 2 years of my new life. Come to think of it this is the first time I called him ‘Dad’ instead if ‘Father’. I think I felt closer with this intelligent man than the usual idiot he appears to be.
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“So, you saw through me, huh. You little devil. Alright, let us talk why I brought you here.”
“Finally, we talk about the good stuff.” I felt as if I could talk with the present him like this and he still wouldn’t take it to his heart. As I expected a brilliant smile adorned his face along with a deep mischief in his eyes. I suddenly became wary looking at that somewhat predatory look.
As if he found my expression funny, he laughed loudly for a long time. He sobered up and his expression turned serious as he said.
“We are going to wake up the Blood Lineage in your body and let me warn you, Azalon that will not be pleasant.”
“Alright Dad, but what is that Lineage and Unique Physique we are talking about? Mind giving me an explanation?”
“Hmmm…” he hums and sinks into thought as if searching his memory for the relevant material and organizing them.
“Unique Physiques are results of variations present in the bodies, which gives a boost to different capabilities based on the levels and types of variations. For example, take what we thought of what you had. Your type of Unique Physique strengthens the basic capacity of the body, so that it can withstand the pressure of the high amount of the energy you draw in to your body. It indirectly gives a huge support for the cultivation technique you practice by giving a huge supply of raw energy to refine.”
I nod my head thinking about my experiences and comparing them to what he told me. It seems that there are different types of Physiques and it seems the abilities they provide are only limited to the physical aspects of the body. So by my estimation, Lineages are fundamentally different from Physiques. His next words confirm my thoughts.
“But the Lineages provide different abilities. They provide what we call ‘Inheritances’. Once the Lineage in your body is activated, the ‘Inheritance’ of that Lineage, such as a powerful body, techniques or even memories of their ancestors. That’s why Lineages are considered most important than Unique Physiques.”
“Just like there are different types of Physiques, there are different Lineages too. Our Race’s Lineage is considered in the category of Beast Lineage. There are even Human Lineages from the powerful figures present in the ancient times. But no one knows definitely what the type of Lineage is until it actually awakens.”
“So, how do we awaken the Lineage in my body?”
He smiled and took out a small greenish blue crystal from his robe. The crystal is thumb sized and in the shape of a tear and glowing slightly in that greenish blue color. I was shocked to see that it is in the same shape of my Soul. Even the color is the same. It’s like it is custom made for my use. He then describes what it is.
“This here is a Dragon Seed. It has the Soul Imprint and the drop of blood of our original ancestor, the Dragon. This will stimulate the dormant blood in you and awake it. Once the Lineage is revealed, we will understand what ‘Inheritance’ you received. Now swallow it and cultivate.”
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