Chapter 2: The Family Meeting

The warm glow of candlelight flickered across the modest wooden table, casting long shadows on the walls. The scent of perfectly roasted chicken lingered in the air as Primorath, Lucian, and Kek ate their meal in comfortable silence. Outside, the sky stretched endlessly, painted in deep hues of twilight. It was a world of peace, a world where time seemed to move at a gentle pace.

Lucian, resting his elbow on the table while picking at his plate, broke the silence. "Dad, can we visit the Celestial Realm? I want to meet the Celestial Princess."

Kek smirked, taking a sip of his drink. "What's this, Lucian? Have you fallen for some girl already?"

Lucian shot him a glare, his golden eyes narrowing. "It's not like that! I just heard that the Celestial Realm is beautiful, and I want to see it for myself. Besides, the Celestial Princess is said to be one of the strongest beings in this realm. I'd like to test myself against her."

Primorath remained calm, chewing his food before responding. "We'll go to the Celestial Realm, but finish your dinner first."

Lucian grinned in satisfaction, while Kek shrugged, uninterested in the prospect of meeting the princess.

Primorath then turned to his younger son. "Kek, do you have anything to share?"

Kek leaned back in his chair, tapping his fork against his plate absentmindedly. "No, Dad, I don't want to go anywhere. But can you train me?"

Primorath wiped his mouth with a napkin before answering. "Finish your dinner first, then we can train." He then turned his attention back to Lucian. "Lucian, do you want to train too?"

Lucian waved him off dismissively. "No, I'm not interested in training when I'm already this powerful."

That statement made the room go silent for a brief moment.

Primorath's golden eyes gleamed with something between amusement and disappointment. "What power? You're weaker than an ant in this vast world, let alone in others."

Lucian's face flushed red like a ripe strawberry. He clenched his fists, glaring at his father. "Dad, I hate you."

Kek, who had been silent, couldn't help but burst into laughter. His voice echoed through the room as he clutched his stomach. "Pfft! That's the best thing I've heard today!"

Lucian's eyes twitched, his glare shifting toward his brother. "And why are you laughing, Kek?! You're not any better, you little rat!"

Kek smirked. "At least I'm not the one throwing a tantrum over a reality check."

Primorath, as calm as ever, sipped his drink before speaking. "Lucian, Kek, no fighting at the dinner table."

Kek leaned forward, smirking. "Lucian, I could easily take you down."

Lucian scoffed. "Oh yeah? Go ahead and try."

Primorath sighed. "After dinner."

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The Training Begins

After the meal, the three of them stepped outside their home, greeted by the vast, breathtaking landscape of their realm. Majestic mountains touched the heavens, their peaks covered in divine mist. The grass beneath their feet glowed faintly, pulsing with raw magical energy.

Lucian sat back with his arms crossed, watching with interest as Kek stood before their father, determination blazing in his silver eyes.

"Come at me with everything you have, Kek," Primorath instructed, his voice steady, composed.

Kek's stance shifted, his muscles tensing like a coiled spring. Without hesitation, he launched himself forward, his fist aimed directly at his father's chest. The very air trembled at the force of his punch.

BOOM!

The ground beneath them cracked violently, frost forming along the impact area. Yet, Primorath didn't even budge.

"You're still weak," he stated calmly. "Use more power. I want to see you make me take a step back."

Kek gritted his teeth and took a step back. His body surged with energy as he gathered holy light around his fist. The aura flickered and solidified, forming a radiant sword that hummed with power. The moment he swung it, space itself distorted, as if the blade could cut through dimensions.

But just as the sword was about to strike his father—

It vanished.

Kek blinked. "What... just happened?" He stared at his empty hand in shock. "Where did my sword go?"

A hearty laugh echoed from the sidelines. Lucian, barely able to contain himself, chuckled loudly. "Oh, Kek, that was pathetic! Even your best move disappeared into thin air!"

Kek shot him an annoyed glare. "Lucian, why are you laughing?!"

Lucian smirked. "Because you look like a child trying to impress Dad, but failing miserably."

While Kek was distracted, a fist suddenly crashed into his stomach.

BOOM!

He was sent hurtling through the sky, shattering layers of space before crashing into the outer realm.

Primorath's voice echoed. "Don't lose focus on your opponent."

Kek coughed, rubbing his stomach before floating back down. "Yes, Father, I'll remember that."

Lucian smirked. "That was hilarious."

Kek turned to him. "Oh? You think you could do better?"

Lucian grinned. "Obviously. I don't even need to try."

Primorath shook his head. "Enough for today. Take a break. Get some water and sit down."

They stood atop a peak that overlooked the valley below. Despite the destruction from their training, the land had already healed itself, restored to a paradise filled with divine energy.

Lucian stretched his arms and yawned. "Father, can we travel and explore this world? I'm getting bored just staying here."

Kek nodded in agreement. "Yes, Father, Lucian is right. I'm bored too. Can we go explore?"

Primorath gazed at the horizon, silent for a moment. Then, with a sigh, he relented. "Alright. We'll travel the world."

Lucian grinned widely. "Really? No backing out?"

Primorath smirked. "Are you satisfied now, my spoiled sons?"

Kek chuckled. "Very."

The three of them stood there, gazing at the endless world before them. They had spent centuries in their home, hidden away from the world. Now, it was time to step outside, to see what lay beyond their peaceful existence.

A journey was about to begin.

Their laughter echoed across the mountaintops as the stars above bore silent witness to the adventures yet to come.