Jin Mo's small eyes blinked rapidly as he slowly came to full consciousness. Memories of his previous life—the betrayal, the searing pain, and the God of Death's solemn words—lingered like an unshakable shadow in his mind. Before he could fully process everything, a strange sensation gripped him, and an unfamiliar voice echoed gently in his thoughts.
"Hello, Jin Mo. I am Nyx!"
Jin Mo froze. His tiny heart raced, and he instinctively recoiled, his small body trembling with alarm. Suddenly, a glowing screen materialized before him, its radiant light displaying the same words:
"Hello, Jin Mo. I am Nyx!"
A soft, playful chuckle filled his head. "Ha ha ha ha! You got scared," Nyx teased, the voice light and cheerful, almost childlike in its mischief.
Jin Mo's wide eyes darted nervously at the screen. Was he imagining things? He couldn't have heard it wrong. "You... you can speak?" he thought, his inner voice tinged with both confusion and a hint of fear.
"Of course! I couldn't before, but thanks to the upgrade from the God of Death, I now have free will," Nyx replied, her voice brimming with excitement. "Before, I could only watch you struggle and communicate in limited ways. But now... I can talk to you freely!"
Jin Mo remained silent, his young mind still grappling with this new reality. He could barely speak out loud yet, but somehow, his thoughts were perfectly understood by Nyx. This strange connection felt... surreal.
"That's great," Jin Mo thought hesitantly, curiosity slowly replacing his initial fear.
"Don't worry," Nyx assured him warmly. "With me by your side, you can do anything!"
Jin Mo hesitated, his trust not easily given. "Really?"
Nyx's voice turned mock-serious. "Hmm, hmm. You don't trust me?"
A small, instinctive smile tugged at Jin Mo's lips for the first time since his rebirth. "I do," he replied simply.
"Good! Now, I have a surprise for you," Nyx announced, her tone bubbling with enthusiasm.
"A surprise?" Jin Mo asked, his heart quickening with anticipation.
A sudden melodic chime echoed in his mind.
"Ding! Beginner Package Unlocked."
Jin Mo's eyes widened as the system screen popped up before him, displaying a glowing package. He didn't fully understand the significance of the words, but the phrase "Beginner Package" felt important. Tentatively, he "opened" it with a thought.
A radiant aura enveloped him, casting soft golden light around the room. From the glowing mist, a small scroll appeared, floating gently in the air before him. The moment he touched it, words began to materialize on its surface:
"Breathing Technique: Dragon's Breath. 7-Star Technique."
Jin Mo stared, his young mind reeling. "Seven stars?!" he thought, the words echoing in his mind. Even with his limited understanding, he knew this wasn't ordinary. Techniques of this caliber weren't just rare—they were legendary.
Nyx's voice chimed in, filled with pride. "That's right, Jin Mo. The Dragon's Breath Technique is a 7-star breathing technique, one of the highest in existence. It refines Qi to its purest form and maximizes your potential. Normally, someone would spend a lifetime just to catch a glimpse of a technique like this."
Jin Mo's gaze remained fixed on the glowing scroll, the seven stars engraved in its design pulsating softly. A strange sensation tugged at him—a deep resonance, as though the technique itself was alive and calling to him.
"But why give this to me now?" he asked, his young mind struggling to comprehend the enormity of the gift.
Nyx chuckled softly, her voice soothing. "You're special, Jin Mo. The God of Death doesn't choose his apostles lightly. This technique is the foundation of your journey. With it, you'll cultivate faster and stronger than anyone else. But…" Her tone shifted, turning serious. "There's a catch."
Jin Mo felt a pang of unease. "A catch?"
"Nothing comes easy," Nyx explained. "The technique demands immense focus and discipline. Right now, your body is too small to fully utilize it. But if you start practicing the basics now, you'll build a foundation strong enough to wield its full power as you grow."
Jin Mo nodded silently, determination flickering in his eyes. "I'll do it," he thought, his resolve firm despite his small stature.