The Awakening Part-2

Adrian's POV

The temple was already drenched in silence, yet the storm above refused to settle.

Thunder roared, lightning flashed, and the rain poured in torrents, as if the very heavens had lost control.

The Awakening Crystal—

Instead of dimming, instead of calming—

It surged.

A brilliant golden glow erupted from its core, blinding all who gazed at it.

And then—

Another vision appeared.

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The Fourth Vision: The Dragon's Wrath

A colossal Dragon emerged from the sky.

Its scales gleamed like molten gold, its claws sharp enough to rend the heavens, and its eyes burned with an eternal fire.

Yet, unlike most dragons—

It did not just breathe fire.

Lightning crackled and surged across its body, weaving through its form like a celestial storm.

Each time it moved, thunder shook the skies.

Each time it roared, the very air trembled.

—『 ? ? ? 』—

A sharp breath was drawn beside me.

I turned—

And found my father, Zephyrus, and my paternal grandfather staring at the vision in utter disbelief.

Their mouths opened—then closed—then opened again.

They knew what this was.

They recognized it immediately.

Yet—

Their confusion was evident.

Because while they understood the Dragon's flames—

The lightning surrounding its form?

That wasn't supposed to be there.

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The Fifth Vision: The Demonic Asura's Sovereignty

Before the shock of the Dragon's Wrath could even settle—

Another vision descended.

A being wreathed in shadows and crimson energy.

A figure of destruction, chaos, and absolute dominance.

An Asura.

Its six arms gripped blades forged from the essence of war itself, and its very presence exuded an aura of supremacy.

This was no mere warrior.

No mere demon.

This was a being that stood at the very pinnacle of conquest.

—『 ??? 』—

A sharp, almost instinctive reaction came from my mother, Seraphina.

Her golden eyes widened in realization.

Beside her, my maternal uncle, Asmodeus, and my maternal grandparents all fell into stunned silence.

They knew exactly what this meant.

Because this was a power known only to their bloodline.

A gift that had shaped empires, civilizations, and history itself.

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The Sixth Vision: The Verdant Sovereign

For the third time, the heavens shifted.

The raging storm parted.

A single, magnificent tree stood in its place.

Its branches stretched infinitely, its leaves shimmering in countless hues of green, gold, and silver.

The World Tree.

And beneath its shade stood a lone figure—

A presence that radiated life itself.

They did not command nature.

They were nature.

The ground bloomed in their wake, the winds danced at their command, and the elements bent in reverence.

—『 ??? 』—

I didn't need to turn to know who had reacted this time.

Empress Elaris.

Her normally tranquil expression shattered into one of absolute shock.

Her hands clenched into tight fists as she muttered the name of the gift under her breath.

Beside her, my godfather, the Elven Emperor, and Evelyn's parents stood equally paralyzed.

Because they knew.

They knew exactly what this was.

And what it meant.

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The Seventh Vision: The Emperor's Will

And then—

The final vision descended.

A man.

But not just any man.

He stood atop a battlefield drenched in blood, his armor gleaming in the crimson sun.

His very presence commanded submission.

Not through fear.

Not through violence.

But through an undeniable, absolute authority.

This was a being born to rule.

A presence destined to lead.

A force that no mortal, no god, no existence itself could deny.

—『 Emperor's Will』—

A deep, sharp inhale came from my paternal uncle, Alexander, and my paternal grandmother.

Their eyes shook, their bodies stiffened, and their lips trembled as they muttered the name of the gift.

Because this—

This was the mark of the greatest rulers in history.

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The Collision of Fate

Seven.

Seven visions.

Each one an impossibility.

Each one a legend in its own right.

And yet—

They weren't the end.

Because suddenly—

The Emperor's Will shifted.

Its piercing, all-encompassing gaze turned—

And locked onto the Azure Swordheart.

For a moment, the two visions merely stared at each other.

Then—

The Azure Swordheart trembled.

And in response—so did the Emperor's Will.

The two energies resonated.

The very air shook.

And before anyone could react—

They began to merge.

The ethereal blue energy of the Azure Swordheart collided with the boundless golden might of the Emperor's Will.

And in that moment—

Everything turned white.

— To be continued…