5 - New world
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Carl then began to scan around as he found himself in a room that reeked of poverty, but he then discovered various unusual memories in his brain.
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13 years ago, in an empty hall with statues around it, there seemed to be a baby floating there, and it looked to be made out of nothingness; yet if one focused on the sight, they would perceive spatial distortions where the baby originated from.
Then, one of the hall's statues opened its eyes and began speaking in a hoarse voice, as if casting a spell: "All nefarious devils shall be damned, cursed throughout eternity by all heavens.
Thee's talent shall be trash, but thy shall be able to refine thee mortals and heaven's cultivators' bodies."
It then paused for a few moments before continuing in a neutral tone: "That spell was exhausting; now that it's through, it's time for an explanation.
The nefarious devils are always despised by the heavens. It doesn't matter if it's the lesser heavens or the supreme heavens.
We can only get stronger by taking other people's blood and flesh; hence we will only become geniuses by absorbing their talent.
The heavens will be unaware of our existence—as nefarious devils—until you begin your ascension in the 12th dimension. As the creator of our species created such conditions for all nefarious devils to thrive without being observed by the supreme heavens. So, begin cultivating based on the power of the next world.
This is the hall where talented children from the following mission's world are brought, where your soul is implanted in them, and where you must come before embarking on missions.
This would only occur the first time. Next time, you'll have the option of either swapping your entire body or your soul.
The child that was just created is your present body in the lowest heaven that you were in, as well as your body in the next world. There were little alterations in reality to properly adapt you into the world you're moving into.
That would not be the case for other missions, since fresh bodies will be picked for putting your soul in, or you would continue to use your current body.
The present world's strength is mostly a martial arts world, where there are only three levels—Practitioner Knight, Minor Knight, and High Knight.
Temper your will, since it is beneficial if you work harder on it. In the long term, greater cultivation realms will disclose their grades and actual importance.
It will be different for you since you will have to refine your blood in the four realms (1/64 16/64 32/64 64/64).
As for why that is, the energy in the air is Qi, which is only intended to temper the body." After that, a beam blasted forward into the baby's skull, and the figure continued:
"..Blood Refinement is the cultivation method you'll be using. It refines your blood across the four minor realms by turning the Qi in the air into devilish death Qi, which is utilized to temper the body, making your blood stronger than even typical nefarious devils your age—if they still existed, that is.
When you are near to breaking through, it will show you more levels, but only in the primary world from which you came—the lowest heaven. So you can't just cultivate on a whim, since it would make your cultivation more difficult, especially because you only cultivated using cultivation techniques from your previous life that you customized particularly to fit the current realms..."
"...Enough now. The next mission is straightforward: become the next emperor and leave an heir to ensure its continuation, as well as work on making it prosperous so that it can maintain itself for at least the next thousand years."
The figure then began telling him all the information he need to know.
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Carl eventually let out a breath after a moment of digesting the knowledge. Though he was still considering the presence of the hall and the figure within it. But he assumed he'd find out about their existence gradually when the appropriate moment came.
He then glanced around, realizing he was at an orphanage.
It was known as " CARING HOME " since it was a home for all orphans and cared for them by providing them with food and shelter.
Though this appeared to be the case when someone visited the orphanage, it was naturally not so, since it was the exact opposite. The owner sent orphans to the mines to earn extra money, and all donations were collected by himself.
Carl frowned as he realized that his condition was always awful, but exhaled quietly knowing that he needed to go through these petty hardships over again in order to fully temper his emotions and will.
After that, he left his room after seeing other rooms that appeared to be similar to his, and then realized that his prior self was usually separated from everyone, as he was in a depressed state on the verge of suicide.
He shook his head gently, dismissing irrelevant thoughts while thinking on his current plans.
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'The royal academy, along with certain academies, would choose some exceptional youths, mostly nobles, to nurture them to the High Knight realm, and maintain them as powerhouses if any battles arises in the future.
Now, the current emperor is Stefan Dreyer, whose empire is known as the Dreyer empire; it's strange how they call their empires, yet...' He shook his head, shaking off his meaningless ideas, and continued thinking: 'Now the problem is the large discrimination between commoners, nobility, and the royal family.
So it'll be difficult to grow at the academy without being suppressed; obtaining a sponsor is an option, but my overall purpose is to become Emperor...' He then began making some future plans until he realized something and smiled excitedly: "I need to find a few talented younglings in order to make the talent for achieving High Knight reach the utmost peak."
He licked his lips subconsciously as he considered the bodies he was about to refine.
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Carl then left the orphanage and began using his spiritual sense to find others who were practicing martial arts everywhere, since his soul was powerful enough to do so.
He then came upon a pair of young children—a tiny girl and a small boy—who had been training themselves by fighting and appeared to be approximately the same age as Carl's current body, around 13 years old.
He grinned as he licked his lips, then waited for them to leave...