Jackim_Ochieng

Ochieng, a seemingly ordinary student, hides a terrifying background—he is the heir to an unfathomable fortune and a top martial artist trained by a grandmaster. Mocked, betrayed, and abandoned by those he once loved, he chooses to stay low-key until fate forces his comeback. From school life and romance to mafia feuds and hidden identities, his journey is filled with heartbreak, revenge, power struggles, and shocking revelations. As enemies fall and regret consumes those who wronged him, the world will witness the rise of the most dominant and feared figure in history.

VEIL OF DESTINY :THE HIDDEN HEIR ASSERT

"Some children are born crying. Others are born with fire."

At dawn, while dew still clung to blades of grass, Rian wandered near the training grounds. Warriors practiced their strikes, but the boy paid them no mind. His eyes were fixed on the edge of a cliff, where a hawk circled high above.

"Come down," he whispered, raising his hand.

It swooped low—too low—and perched right on his arm. Naela, watching from a distance, froze. No words. No movement. Just the slow realization…

Jayden joined her side. "That… was not normal."

Naela could barely speak. "It's starting. Just like Otieno feared."

That night, Rian asked Adric about his name.

"Why am I called Rian?" the boy asked, poking the fire with a stick.

Adric looked to Naela, then down. "It was your grandfather's name. A general. A ghost. A man feared across seven nations."

Jayden chuckled dryly. "Then it runs in the blood."

"I know who you are. Jayden Ochieng. Not just a name, is it?" Adric continued, voice low. "A union of two bloodlines: the mask of Jayden, and the shadow of the Ochieng clan."

Naela's head turned sharply. "You figured it out."

Jayden nodded slowly. "I never wanted the name to mean anything. But I guess… it was never mine to hide."

Later that night, Rian had a nightmare. He screamed—but not like a normal child.

Sparks burst from his hands. Trees bent away. Horses neighed in panic. Warriors rushed with weapons—only to see a glow pulsing beneath his skin.

Naela threw her arms around him. "It's okay. You're okay."

But her eyes… were wet with fear.

Adric whispered, "He's waking up… too early."

Jayden's expression was unreadable. "Then we train him. Or he'll be used."

Otieno lit a candle in a pitch-black chamber. In the flicker, a woman stepped forward—barefoot, veiled in silk.

"The boy is awakening," Otieno said. "Do you still have your venom, Seraphine?"

She smiled—a curl of lips that promised death. "More than ever."

"Seduce the protector. Poison the bloodline. Make the child ours."

Chapter 552: A Blade Named Rian