Kapitel 2: Chapter 2- My everything

Kritos departed from his room and walked towards the main hall.

As Kritos was walking down from the stair, suddenly he heard a sweet voice, "Brother, finally, you woke up!"

He saw his cute little sister Riya standing in front of him as he walked down, who is now 13 years old, two years younger than him.

In contrast to Kritos, she looks beautiful, like a moon Goddess who even shines in the dim light.

She was wearing a purple dress that enhances her beauty even more.

Riya was furiously glaring at him, his big brother Kritos is too much a lazy person.

"Umm, I was busy last night. Unlike you, I have to do some heavy duties in the..." Kritos has a smug expression on his face.

The anger could be detected in Riya's eyes, she said after pouting her mouth, "What type of heavy duties you do!! playing cards with friends and eating all day."

Watching his younger sister's angry mood, Kritos wanted to laugh but chose to ignore her and sit beside his younger brother Rio in the dining chair for breakfast.

Yaa, yahoo...

"Wonderful mom, today you prepared paratha especially for me. You are the best mom."

"For this beautiful paratha, I will sing a poem for my beautiful sister," said Kritos.

"Paratha, paratha serve me, fast mom."

"Paratha, not good for health, so please, sister, give me your piece."

"I will serve you the whole day."

Seeing how shamelessly his older brother begging for paratha, Riya doesn't know what to say.

"Kritos shut up and eat your piece silently, or no food for you in the afternoon," said his mother, Radha.

"Mom, sorry," said Kritos, not wanting to miss his meal in the afternoon.

"Mother, you know no one can prepare food as you. You are the greatest...no, mightiest in the world," Kritos asserted, trying to fix his misstep by praising his mother.

"Hahaha! finally, our son learns how to joke with his mother," said his father, Kant Rathore.

" Father..." Kritos whispered, not expecting his father to take a flying arrow.

"Don't worry son, I understand how your heart feels. Tsk! praising your mom's ghastly food so that you can fill your stomach in the afternoon. Nice one, son, you have got my genes," murmured his father.

Kacha...

"Want to die, Kant," said his mother with a furious temperament.

"No, baby, it was a joke... right son!"

Kant looked at his son with anticipating gaze.

"Yes, yes, mom, it was a joke; see the face of the father. He looks like a damn joker," said Kritos.

Kant furiously glanced at his son and said, "Son, you... which side are you on? We promise to help each other in difficult times."

"Sorry, dad, I do not wish to burn my handsome face."

Yes, Kritos mother, Radha Rathore, is a fire magician, which is one of the most powerful elements in nature.

She is the only rank-four apprentice mage. Even so, she is a well-known person in the village.

No one dares to disrespect her. How can they?

They all are just ordinary peasants.

For them, magicians are Noble lineages. They can call rain, thunder, and even rapidly grow crops.

Radha is a kind-hearted woman from a small clan. For the sake of her love, she ran away from her family and clan.

A beautiful and talented woman with FIRE SNAKE SOUL BEAST and has a low-level high-grade aptitude in fire essence.

If she wanted, Radha could easily pass through the apprentice mage realm and step into the foundation mage realm, but she chooses her love.

Like mother, like daughter, the same talent, the same beauty, but Riya has a mid-rank high-grade talent in the fire, which is far better than her mother.

As for Kritos's father, he was the son of the previous head of the village, a messy hair man with good features and a muscular build. Born with the mortal soul beast, that's why no affinity with nature and no chance to become even a mage apprentice, but he has a talent in the business just like his father.

"Kritos, come to the field after breakfast. We have lots of fieldwork pending, OK", said his father

"But father, can't we hire villagers at some cost for the fieldwork," Kritos mumbles after thinking.

"No but, working in the field make your fatty body slim and healthy," said his father.

" Father, my body fat is a memento of my love for food, and this young master was born to rule the world, no, the whole universe. How can you expect me to do such lowly things."

"Son, accept reality, or it will be late."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from Kritos left side.

"It's ok, father, brother needs some rest, and how can brother work when his younger brother is present for him? For me, he is the Lord and law," said his younger brother Rio.

"Good, I trained him well," Kritos thought to himself.

Blank...

Kritos's Father was stunned upon watching the devotion of his 11 years old son to his older brother.

Now he repents, why he tells the story of Ramayana ( Sanskrit epics of ancient India)to his younger son in which the younger brother admires his older brother and follows his steps.

Perhaps, his older son manipulated him!

Moreover, his older son, Kritos, is the opposite of Lord Rama.

Rio is personified by Kritos as a boy with unwavering loyalty, love, and commitment to his elder brother through times of joy and adversity alike.

Rio has only one dream to fulfill the dream of Kritos to let his elder brother experience the life of an Emperor. For his brother's fantasy, Rio itself learned the gathering of qi at the age of 11.

Kids of Rio's age insult Rio by calling him Kritos slave. He never heeds their words to his heart. But if they insult his brother by calling him a fat pig, Undoubtedly Rio smashes their head without thinking anything. To Rio, his elder brother is god.

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