Strongest Bloodline
Alpha ran.
He ran for his life.
Even after reaching the street, he kept running.
Behind him, bloodstained monsters chased after him as if they were starving.
"Damn it, I'll definitely kill you all once I obtain the Ethereal Bloodline."
Bloodlines were generally passed down to descendants.
However, there were cases where certain entities had no offspring, yet still wished to pass on their power to the future.
The method they used was to extract their own Bloodline and turn it into a crystal.
When someone consumed this crystal, they would inherit that Bloodline.
Ethereal was the first being in this world. But he had no descendants.
The Gods, Humans, Plants, Beasts—none of them were his offspring. They were his creations.
Since he had no heirs, he extracted his own Bloodline into a Bloodline Crystal.
That Bloodline Crystal was now in Alpha's possession.
Alpha grabbed the pendant hanging from his neck.
The pendant was a crystal with rainbow-like colors, but upon closer inspection, countless stars of various colors seemed to exist within it—stunningly beautiful and mesmerizing.
"This is Ethereal's Bloodline Crystal."
Alpha could obtain the strongest Bloodline as easily as flipping his hand.
In the novel, the protagonist took Alpha's pendant as a reminder to be more cautious when using his powers.
In the final arc, he accidentally swallowed the pendant, resulting in a drastic power-up as a plot armor moment.
As for Alpha himself, the novel never explained why he had the pendant in the first place—whether the author forgot or simply hadn't revealed it yet.
'I died before reading Alpha's backstory. Even after becoming Alpha, I only inherited his body, not his memories,' he thought in frustration, as if he had just found a plot hole.
Alpha swallowed Ethereal's Bloodline Crystal.
[Initiating fusion with the host]
A purple screen suddenly appeared before his eyes.
"Huh? What's this?"
He couldn't help but be confused.
As a dedicated reader, he knew that Zeus's Abandoned Descendant was not a LitRPG novel, nor did it have a game-like world system.
"Maybe this is Ethereal's power."
[An error has occurred]
[Adam Bloodline is blocking the process]
[Is the host willing to lose the Adam Bloodline in exchange for the Ethereal Bloodline?]
[Yes] [No]
"The answer is obviously yes! Of course, I'd choose the strongest Bloodline over the weakest one."
[Permission granted]
[Ethereal Bloodline is devouring Adam Bloodline]
[Adam Bloodline has been consumed, leaving behind an Enhancement Rune]
[Ethereal Bloodline successfully fused with the host]
[Three new Runes acquired:]
Name: [Wish-Fulfillment]
Type: [Rune]
Class: [Primordial]
Function: [Grants wishes after completing challenges]
Name: [Extract]
Type: [Rune]
Class: [Primordial]
Function: [Extracts one Rune from a target]
Name: [Overlord]
Type: [Rune]
Class: [Primordial]
Function: [Grants resistance to all forces, enhances all abilities tenfold, provides unlimited Magic]
"The last one… shouldn't it just be called Overpowered? Three function in one Rune… incredible!"
Alpha could feel the new Runes emerging within his body.
He stopped running from the monsters.
The creatures hesitated.
The man who had been running in desperation just moments ago was now grinning wickedly at them.
He channeled Magic into two Runes simultaneously.
This technique was generally not recommended because it was too wasteful. Moreover, controlling two separate Magic flows was difficult, causing a lot of energy to be wasted.
But Alpha had nothing to worry about—his Magic was infinite.
The first Rune he activated was Enhancement.
The second was Overlord.
Alpha shot forward at an astonishing speed.
His acceleration was so fast that even he was surprised.
Overlord truly amplified all his abilities—including speed-related ones like acceleration and movement—by tenfold.
The monster at the front, shocked by Alpha's sudden appearance before it, could do nothing before its head was severed.
"One."
Alpha kept moving.
His feet propelled him toward the next enemy, while his hands swung his dagger, beheading them one by one.
"The slaughter has begun! Ahahaha!"
There were many monsters here.
But they couldn't touch him due to his overwhelming speed.
In the end, all they could do was get decapitated.
Even when they tried to flee, Alpha instantly caught up and cut them down.
The monsters began to wonder: Who is the real monster here? Us… or him?
This was the meaning of absolute power—the strength of the many was meaningless before the might of a single supreme force.
The sensation was intoxicating.
The pleasure of standing above others, of trampling on their lives.
Alpha loved it.
He finally understood why those with high-tier Bloodlines never advocated for equality.
Because standing above others was fun.
This pleasure was so addictive that it could drive people mad.
"Thirty-four."
That was the last monster.
The street had turned into a river of blood.
Corpses were strewn about like trash.
Alpha was the only one still standing.
Yet with his blood-soaked body and sadistic smile, he looked more like a demon than a human.
"Being oppressed feels disgusting, but oppressing others feels exhilarating. Even if it's cruel, this is the reality—everyone seeks pleasure."
To others, this massacre might mean nothing.
But for Alpha, it was deeply significant.
Because he had tasted the ecstasy of power.
It made him decide his purpose in life.
"I want to become the strongest."
In his previous life, Alpha had been bullied and oppressed.
Just because he liked reading books, he was called a nerd or a geek.
He was shunned, ostracized, and left friendless simply because he preferred books over sports like football or basketball.
His books had been hidden, scribbled on, or even destroyed as a joke.
He had been mocked for his taste in genres:
"What? A guy reading romance novels?"
"You're reading fantasy? That's for little kids."
Sometimes, when he was deeply engrossed in a book, someone would suddenly slap the back of his head.
Back then, he always wondered, Why do they always bully me?
But now, he understood.
"Because bullying is fun."
After experiencing this slaughter, he wanted to turn the tables.
But the reality was, he was still weak—even though he had massacred the monsters, he could still be crushed by someone stronger.
That was why he wanted to become the strongest.
He simply wanted to be the one oppressing, not the one being oppressed.