Heading out, choice (2)

The room visibly chilled. Everyone was silent, some looking puzzled, and others were beginning to whisper to one another, thinking of possible countermeasures while the general looked like he had just faced his greatest enemy, his face twisted.

Professor Willow, on the other hand, was quite calm. She found it hilarious that some of the demigods the public was in awe could even act as such. However, she was the same as them, as she cannot recall any interactions with the younger generation of the Seward family. She was after all, not a demigod, As such, she signaled the general that she had something to add to the report.

The general caught the attention of the demigods who were panicking and were a bit flustered and confused.

"Ahem, Professor Willow has something to say concerning the situation, giving us more information." The general sternly mentioned, refocusing the thoughts of the demigods.

"*cough* *cough* Hello, from our short interaction with Homer Simpson, we have found out important information."

"First and foremost, such meetings as we are currently having are easily intercepted by Mr. Simpson. It would have been scarier if Mr. Simpson could appear in this meeting room physically, but luckily we aren't that unlucky for him to do so."

"Second, he has given us another vital clue about the elements, especially when he hinted at the primary elements of Mr. Calloway. It has been reputedly understood that his elements were of Water and Wind elements, why was he saying that he had the wrong elements?

Not only that, but he also emphasized the prophetic abilities of Calloway when he addressed him.

Another clue was how he had eliminated the descendants of Ms. Seward. Erased out of existence, and they never existed.

Even I have no memory of the people Ms. Seward mentioned, and I'm in the mythic class. This indicates that only demigods and higher of her bloodline may remember her descendants. However, there might be an exception."

"Mr. Calloway, do you remember Ms. Seward's descendants that she had mentioned?" Professor Willow asked inquiringly at Mr. Calloway, who scrunched up his face, before cautiously nodding.

"It's vague, but the names do ring a bell in my mind; however, I can't remember their faces, and a lot of information disappeared as if there were patches in my mind ripped apart. However, I do remember that there was another child besides Clarissa, however I cannot recall his face or information about him clearly."

The others looked surprised, including Martha. This was because in the brief moment of disappearance she had convened with other members of the clan but anyone not at Demigod class could not remember the two members. Not only that, only she knew that her son had an illegitimate child born later than Clarissa. Both kids were talented with magic, but due to rules, the son was not able to enter the family registry.

However, how was that man able to connect them together when there was minimal to no interaction..? And how could Mr. Calloway even remember them when he wasn't even a demigod nor part of the Seward clan?

Heck, the other demigods in the room didn't recall a thing; a few of them even asked their ancestral leaders at the Divine stage if they recall anything, but they weren't able to grasp any clues.

"I could see it in your heads already: Yes, there might be another elemental series related to existence, fate, and the afterlife. The things we take for granted before. The elements of Fate, of karma, or reincarnation, maybe even more. "

This opens a new avenue of magic and research. I would like to call it, Fate series under Life-death elements, based on the paper written by Gold D. Roger last week." Professor Willow was referring to the paper that caught Xander's attention, the one that gave a revised category of the elements and their hierarchies.

Clapping sounds suddenly resounded all over the meeting room, confusing the members. Then, a familiar voice appeared.

"Wow, congratulations, someone guessed it! It seems me leaving clues for you idiots to discover was worth it then. Please treat this as payment for staying in the country for a while, hehe. To help out, Fate series involves Karma, Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, Fortune, Prediction, and Reincarnation subseries. What elements are under it, well, that's up to you to discover~ By the way, this is a recording message that activates when the term "Fate series" is mentioned once 5 seconds later."

Xander's voice echoed the room, shaking everyone to the core, especially Mr. Calloway. His fist clenched, and inside, he could see a glimmer of hope in surpassing the Master Class.

"Ehem, It is possible that the people we have called in the past as wordsmiths, astrologers and prophets were actually people delving into the power of Fate series! People who have been inherently lucky, unlucky, or even those with average luck; all these are forms of the Fortune series. This is another type of immaterial elements!" continued professor Willow excitedly.

"The good news with this information is that we can delve more into the mysteries of what we call as soul or life essence. At the same time, we would be able to develop new technological advances and magic spells relating to these aspects. However, the main problem is we don't have pseudo-spells relating to the Fate series of elements. If we could just collate the ancient texts relating to fate magic, it would boost the speed of development of the field." Professor Willow concluded her second point.

"The third point, Mr. Simpson's actions were playful and carefree, at the same time, quite deranged, contrary to our previous conjectures of him being calm, collected and experienced. Either he is suffering from a split personality disorder, or..."

"...or he isn't who he claims he is; this could be a fabricated identity of another person." The general's voice sounded out, interrupting Professor Willow.

"Bzzt! Wrong answer. That hurts, diminishing my identity like that. Someone did invite me to go here. I can't tell you who, but I can trade! In return, I'll give you a spicy information after 4 days~ Clue: It's about another outside invader, hehe.

You know outside invaders right, like the one the Heavenly Tree Sprite fought off in your historical records? This time, you're going to need to call someone with a stronger firepower, or else... oof. Do you know the feeling of being chewed? Me neither. This is a recorded message that activates when the term "fabricated identity" has been mentioned alongside my name."

Xander's voice echoed again, but by this time, the other demigods were already numb to hearing his voice, as well as the bombshells that were dropped in a simple meeting supposed to discuss about a potential enemy of the state! Why did it change to that said enemy providing information??? Even Professor Willow was quite confused at the motives of this person.

The meeting continued, but they stopped mentioning Mr. Simpson's name. At the same time, they began to classify Mr. Homer Simpson not as a person of Eta, but possibly...an outworlder. The general was also preparing to contact the important government officials, as well as leaders of the other countries as this involved a possible world-level calamity.

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The culprit of the fiasco was merely enjoying a relaxing bubble bath in his hotel suite right now. He was thoroughly enjoying the bath, like he hasn't experienced it for a long time.

He was thinking how the world would drastically change. Technically, even 6,000 years from now, Fate magicians still didn't exist; that's how they disregarded the field. He merely gambled for the sake of this planet, after all. If he could create an opportunity that didn't exist before, would what will happen 30,000 years from now change? Or will it be accelerated.

Right now, he didn't try delving into the river of time to observe the future; he decided to wait until tomorrow, since human minds were very fickle.

After his bubble bath, Xander was quite relaxed. Although, he might have lied a bit. Although he did mention that those members of the Seward clan were forever dead, they really weren't... yet.

Right now, he contained them in a special pocket space approximately 975 million light-years away, located in an exoplanet, where there were no intelligent life forms formed yet. They were basically far enough to the point they can never return and will most likely die there. Another thing was that he cut off all the karmic threads he could instantly cut, and then teleported them into the pocket space, semi-isolated from the ordered system. This was because he even cut the connection between the universe and them; if they were detected they would instantly be wiped out. Any descendants they had would also be wiped out.

Although they could still cultivate and stuff, with only their father as their teacher, the best they would achieve would be demigod class. If Xander's abilities didn't improve, pocket space or not, they would be expelled from the universe by that time, as their information for the universe was too big of an anomaly to not take note.

If they could find a God that could force them to reincarnate into the ordered system, then they would survive, but all their cultivation and memories would disappear.

If they didn't decide to cultivate, they would die in less than a few millenniums. All situations were them dying anyways, so it wasn't much of a big deal for Xander.

Wait. Xander thought for a moment after changing his clothes, before teleporting to the pocket space 975 million light-years away. He looked at the two kids, and looked at the father, who was glaring at him intently. He asked the father,

"Do you love your kids?"

"Hmph, you bastard! Are you here to spout more of your lies?"

"Nope. I came here to decide whether I should kill you all three or not, based on your answer to my question: Do you love your kids?"

"Yes, I love them so much. I love them so much that I am will to devote my life to teach them to become stronger and not be abused by people like you."

"So you love them so much, that you would die for them?" Xander asked, causing the father of the two to look suspicious.

"What do you plan to do?"

"Oh, just a simple thing. You see, right now, the universe rejects you three. The data you contain currently is enough for the 2 of them to return into the ordered system of the universe, and not be booted out of the Great Void. But that requires you to be booted out of this universe and well, fend off for yourself in the great void. Are you willing to do so?"

"...What should I do?"

"Simple, just walk out of the house. You do know this a pocket space I created. Nifty, huh, making it look like a house? After you walk out, I'll take care of the rest concerning your child's entry. Anyways, its either this, or you wait for all three of you to die and be expelled by the universe on its own as unrecyclable materials."

The man took a deep breath, then moved closer to his kids, whispering words of comfort and telling them that everything is going to be ok. He then made them standby. He then took heavy but fast steps, heading to the door that separated this world from the universe.