Three black werecat orphan brothers are trying their best to find a home when they are finally adopted. Everything goes great with their new family until tragedy strikes and they are left with an unexpected guardian.

This story is about an average high school boy with an average lifestyle who likes to read novels especially fantasy ones and was transferred to another world along with his classmates from his school.

As they were transferred our protagonist, John Kaiser, was the sole student among his classmates who were left behind, leaving him all alone in their classroom.

As he was wondering what happened to the others, he remembered one of the novels he had read. It was a story of a fantasy world, where a king of a human kingdom summons heroes from another world to save their world from the demon king, a typical Isekai (Another World)  fantasy novel.

Our protagonist, John Kaiser, started to contemplate and question 'why?' why was he the only one not summoned?

And as his questions go crazy, a light emerges from the place where he was sitting.

Is this the start of our protagonist's fantasy adventure as a hero? Or will he live the same life again as an average person even in another world?

seorang manusia dengan kemampuan khusus dan grimore pertama yang menjadikan makhluk terkuat di seluruh dunia namun di jebak oleh para penghianat dan iblis menggunakan sihir transfer terlarang mengirimnya ke dunia yang berbeda. dengan kekuatannya apakah dia mampu kembali kedunianya

"Blessed" Dungeon is a webnovel that tells de story of John, an unlucky guy who died and was reincarnated in another world as a dungeon master.

**Present **
*I should not have gotten out of the car, I should have listened and stayed inside. Nothing could have prepared me for the scene in front of me. 
The almost naked girl is now fully covered, with blood dressing her from her naked butt to neck. I have never seen so much blood ever in my lives. 
I have never seen so much blood ever in my life. But that is not what has me spellbound in my place unable to move.*
**Same Day Morning**
I spent the entire four-hour ride to the Luciano estate rambling through the various What and Whys in my head. 
As we get closer to the estate, that nasty feeling in my gut, keeps getting deeper and deeper. I feel a sense of weightlessness, it's like I am falling from a height into an endless pit.
We step out of the car, and into a large clearing, bigger than the football field, with a huge building and dense forest surrounding it. The cars are parked on one side of the clearing, closer to the road that leads here. 
My guess is that the huge building that stands at the opposite end of the clearing is the family house, but to be honest it's less of a house and more of a mansion. The structure made an imposing statement with its pristine white marble surface and razor-sharp angles. 
Too glamourous, too showy even, like it didn't belong here in the middle of the forest. Clearly, at odds with the nature around it, almost offending the serenity of green forest, just as the people who had gathered in the clearing. Glammed up in their sharp suits, opulent dresses, elaborate hairdos and picture-perfect make up face. 
This is far from their usual attire, I would know since most of them live in our neighbourhood, all us kids go to the same school. They are all dressed to impress, after all its not every day that one is invited to Luciano estate.  
Seeing such beautiful people around me, I start to feel conscious. As I quickly glance at my reflection in the car window, I am glad for the dress that Maria had given me this morning. It's new, well new for me at least, but still about two sizes bigger for me, making me look even younger. As is, I am on the slighter side, and that includes my so-called girl assets, I look much younger than others my age. 
And my face as usual is plain & pale, with dark circles under my stark green eyes, another of my mother's distinct non-Italian features.
I am just glad that my usually wild & fiery red curly hair are strangely behaving themselves, despite the long car ride, but the mane that sits on my head still looks too big for my face and body. But at least today they won't get me a lot of attention, neither in a good or bad way, I hope.
"Oh My, Oh My! Camel Toe is here." As soon as I hear Elenora, all my earlier hopes of being invisible disappear. 
Elenora is the IT girl of our school and neighbourhood, she and her friends belong to elite group in our school and within the mafioso (mafia) family. She is also Maria's best friends' daughter though that has never dampened her teasing or even bullying.
"Ele, doesn't the dress look familiar to you" one of the Elenora's friend, whose name I can't remember, asks. 
"Isn't this the one you wore to your birthday party last year, the one that your mom got custom made for you in this colour" the nameless girl continues.
"Oh yes, I gave it away a while back to an orphanage. Afterall it is so last season" Elenora smirks, with her friend giggling loudly in the background.
"I see my hand me downs are working well for you Camel Toe, my leftovers suit you" she continues, with more giggles from her gang of girls. 
I just murmur a quick Thank you and start walking faster to catch up with nana who is couple of metres ahead of us. I try not to get bothered by any of their words, I am used to them after so many years. 
By the time I catch up with nana, we are almost at our assigned table. Not sure what to do I quietly sit down next to nana, aiming to be as invisible as possible. Pondering over my earlier questions & worries, that I still don't have an answer to. 
"Omerta, Omerta do you want to eat anything" nana's question pulls me out of my deep and disturbing thoughts. I look at nana holding out a plate of arancini, they are my favourite thing on this planet, but I have no appetite right now, even though I have not eaten since yesterday morning. 
The recent events have left my stomach in knots leaving me with no appetite. While everyone around me appears to be calm and normal I get a sick feeling like something bad is about to happen. I can barely keep down water, I am so nervous that I want to throw up.
The party is in full flow now, the dancefloor is plagued with people, and the one that are not there are dancing were hanging at the bar or scattered in groups talking and laughing loudly. It was a true Italian gathering- loud noises, louder laughter and even louder dance moves.
Maria is also standing in a corner with her friends, we know most people here, they are many new faces as well. As I start to scan the party, I realize that most of the new faces don't look very Italian. 
I mean sure you see the brown hair and the Roman nose on quite a few, but their physique is not very Italian. The newcomers are all taller, and not just taller by Italian standards, they are taller by American standards as well. That it is not all, they are well-built like proper gym bodies, like bouncers like they spend hours and hours training, there is absolutely no trace of the Italian belly. 
Even the women, with their Italian facial features and Italian full bosom, they are taller and well-built, very fit and athletic.
Unable to keep my curiosity, I enquire with nana "Nana, I don't know everyone here, is everyone here from neighbourhood". Questions regarding mafioso, from women are not encouraged after all they are not technically part of the mafioso (mafia), so I was trying to be a little vague, not sure if it was ok to ask.
But it seems like nana was aware of what I am referring to "They are all part of Luciano family"
I look at her hoping for some more light on the topic. Luckily, she is herself very forthcoming about the topic
"The new faces that you are talking about are not just part of the mafioso, but they are also the blood relatives of the Luciano family. They all stay on the estate together, and hold high ranks within the mafioso"
"So, they are all Italians?"
Nana's smile told me that she was not very surprised by my question.
"They are as Italian as you could get" She smiled
"No, it's just that they don't look very Italian, are they from a different part of Italy than the rest of us?"
"Tell me Omerta, what do you know about the word "Don"?"
 "It's the head of the family, the mafioso" I answered instantly
"Oh Christ! This American Schooling, you kids have no idea about your heritage. The word Don originally comes from the latin word "Dominus", that technically means Lord, and it in the centuries ago it was used to address the blessed ones"
"The blessed ones?"
"The ones blessed by almighty himself, you see the priests, kings and the ones that were bestowed with powers by gods. They were all called the blessed ones."
I am not sure I follow what Nana is referring to "Sorry nana but how is this related to the Luciano family?"
She continues to explain "So as you know the Cosa Nostra has been in active since the 19th century, but that actually is the only formal name Cosa Nostra. The mafioso philosophy dates to thousands of years before that. The legend started with the pagan gods"
I see how my nana a devote Christian, has trouble referring to anyone or any entity as god 
"When the pagan gods left earth, they blessed certain individuals with you can say their deity, you know portion of their divine power. They were the blessed ones. The divinity made these so-called blessed beings were much faster, stronger, smarter and attractive. Like leaps ahead, they were natural leaders, bold, warriors and protectors. These blessed ones took it upon themselves to ensure the protection and prosperity of the community, hence forming the mafioso (mafia) and hence the leaders became the dons. They see that the Dons of Cosa Nostra were direct descendants of these beings."
Well my nana, like multiple generations of her family, is die hard believer of the Cosa Nostra. She does not see it as crime syndicate. Mafioso for her is the family that protects one another and helps one another prosper. And no amount of crime records, police reports or news could change that for her.
"Do you actually believe that Nana" I ask her, but I do have an inclination what her answer would be
"Well it's not just the Luciano family, all dons and their families are blessed. The physical proof is in front of you, especially the Originals"
I look at her confused, she continued in an angry tone "Aah! This American education is no good. I am referring to the Original Sicilian Mafioso, Head of Cosa Nostra. The one Don Luciano pays his respects to, the one whom we all pay our respect to"
Of course, I know who she is talking about, they are said to be as terrifying as the devil himself.
People refuse to even name the, they are the ones that do not need an introduction, nor a mention. The ages old lore goes "Agosti on your breath, can only mean death!!".
Before I could ask more questions about the blessed ones, my father is back at our table
"Come Omerta we have to pay our respects to Don Luciano" 
Why do I need to pay my respect, as far as I know it's a male ritual? Something is off.
Looking at my terrified & confused expression, my father explains with one word what my next action should be "NOW!"
*Author Note: Thanks for reading the chapters, I had edited the intial chapters a little bit. Hope you guys are hooked!
I will be sharing Chapter 4 tomorrow. Just for your reference I will be updating three times a week- Tuesday, Thursday & Sunday. Enjoy Reading :)

All Omertà ever wanted was to be seen and acknowledged by her father. But when that day finally arrived, when her father called upon her for the first time ever in all of her 17 years of life, she was asked to pack her bags & leave with a stranger in order to fulfill her duty towards the family. 

Sent as a payment to settle a debt with the Sicilian Mafia, Omertà is faced with the all-powerful head of the Sicilian mafia, Lucifer Agosti, also called ‘tyrant’. 
Named after the devil himself, Lucifer and his three brothers are inhumanly powerful, cruel and merciless. 

What happens when she is trapped with the ruthless “tyrant”? 


“What is this child doing here?” I hear a husky powerful voice snarl. 
As I look up, I come face to face with beautiful cold grey eyes, bottomless grey orbs that could pierce through anything. I have no idea who he is. 
With his perfectly pointed nose, thin lips, chiseled jaw, he could have been an angel. But his eyes rage a war of their own, and despite those angelic features he looks like the devil himself. 
He has an imposing and frightening aura, like a never-ending darkness, a blackhole that would swallow you through. He just screamed danger; 
Unable to hold his piercing eyes, I look down & am welcomed by a very chiseled bare chest I flush a deep red and try to stare at my shoes indefinitely to avoid any further embarrassment. 

“Hey, you, stray. Stray I am talking to you” 
“She is not a stray, well not anymore brother” Set come to my rescue. 
Oh, so he is Set’s brother. Does that mean….it is him, the head of the Italian mafia. The one they call ‘tyrant’. 

“This is no place for a child to play! What is she doing here?” he barks, & I lose my trail of thought. 
“What will you know about playing Lucifer, your no fun brother” Set teases. 
What a strange name, Lucifer, though it suits him he is terrifying. 

He glares at his brother, almost growling at him. Everybody, backs off, putting their head down in submission, but Set looks unaffected. Everything goes quiet, both the brothers are giving each other this weird look, like they were having a private conversation in their head. 

I just can’t handle this tension any longer, & as I start to fall something strong grips me making me feel funny.

It was the dark morning.Heavy rain was showing his power according the will of heaven, lightings were dancing in sky like god of distruction…in the admist of storm those were born on whose shoulder's the destruction and salvation of this world will depend.fate of this world and peoples was written in prophesy thousands of years ago.Some believed in prophesy keeping it as virtue of god ,some thought it will bestow them wisdom forming various religious cult to protect pieces of prophesy.some thought it was they were just rumours in order to protect the secret of dark era, some ignored them like gust of wind passes by...
        On the small continent names as zergeria. In the city nu mansion lord of nu family shanguan nu got blessed with the child after three hours of his birth storm calmed down like  still water and light began to shot through clouds like arrows.
         (IN THE CHAMBER WHERE CHILD IS BORN)"your majesty your child seems to be weak im afraid" maid paused before speaking another word  afraid of revoking anger of her master and hand over the child to shanguan nu. He sighs at the will of heaven  and thought 'why was this happening to him he never did something wrong to others, never dreamed about having another women, he did everything in his power to help his peoples yet this cruels fate falls upon him his two childs died before birth and now his third child has to accept cruel fate'. 
      He was cursing heavens for being unfair then suddenly a column of light shot through the clouds on the nu family mansion. Boy began to cry,all relatives the elders of nu clan began to ran towards the chamber in which young boy is .Child's mother gets starled. Then everyone arrives and everyone gets astonished at what they see the boy is glowing his skin is glowing blueish and what more astonishing is that boy has opened his eyes which were dark blue like if they could have a closer look it would contained whole sea of lightning.After knowing everything what happened elders begans to discuss something like "so the prophesy was true" ,"indee this child is blessed by heavens","god has bestowed his powers to this chils god has not forgotten our nu family" while elders was discussing both hands of child begins to glow and strange bluiesh lightning tatto apears on upper limb of child and his close fist begans to glow and a very small gaunlet appears on has. covering upto elbo and suddenly disaapears only tatto reamins….
       (IN THE MEETING HALL OF NU FAMILY)" my lord  young master is blessed by heaved what appered on his hands was indeed gaunlet of zeus and that lightning symbol clearly indicates that" says elder having white beard and wearing a white robe while looking towards shanguan nu who is seating in middle of meeting.Shanguan nu who gets into deep thought and says after a pause " there will no further discussion will be held on this topic young nu having blessed by heavens must be kept secret no maatter what happens".All elders get shocked at their lods words but after looking at his his serious look no one dares to even talk a word and meeting comes to an conclusion of not letting anyone gets to know about this incident......… 
        Later shanguan nu arranges quite big banquet inviting varous prestigious families and and decides naming the child as 'RAIKO' (RAITON MEANS LIGHTNING AND KO MEANS CHILD SO RAIKO MEANING CHILD OF LIGHTNING)
      
              At the same time at forest kingdom which is far away from zergeria on fogg isolated island in the huge sea reside the tribe named as "GIA" who are blessed by nature at utilizing bows and arrows and light and flexible,stonh bodies for quickest movemnets, utilizing nature energy in their arrows to stengthen them and adding different properties like wind, fire, lightnings, dark, earth, light etc. and if they master enough even chaos enenrgy with this energy legends says that hero of their tribe had slain dragons ........

Thousands of years ago gods fought a war and disappeared only leaving traces of them behind and with time those traces also disappeared. In the age of different powers. Follow the journey of our heroes. With a single breath dragons burned downed the cities and with a single strike knights were capable of hunting them. A Magician, an assassin, A witch,An elf,A princes, a warrior and a gladiator brought together by fate. Watch the journey of friends how they shoulder's fate of the world.n the age different powers. Follow the journey of our heroes. With a single breath dragons burned downed the cities and with a single strike knights were capable of hunting them. A Magician, an assassin, A witch, An half-elf, a princes, a warrior and a gladiator brought together by fate. Watch the journey of friends how they shoulder's fate of the world.

"Let's go sit down.. please" Max saw his mother almost begging him to distance himself from the door.

"Let's go.." He accepted his mother's request. He was dazed as once he entered his house he found himself in front of this door with his mother holding him by his hands trying to get away from that door.

What he couldn't understand was the strange feeling he felt while looking at that door. It was a compelling feeling that made him want to get closer but seeing his mother crying beside him, trying to get him away, he didn't even think twice about it as he followed her towards his room.

A clicking sound was heard as his mother closed the door. Max slowly laid on his bed while looking towards his mother. "What happened?" He asked, worry had long been engraved on his face.

"I think you should be aware of this Max... your father told me not to tell you but maybe you can refrain yourself" Amaya told Max, she was feeling scared of going against Igor's words as he would normally know what was best to do, but now, seeing her son so compelled towards that 'thing' she can only hope for his understanding and cooperation.

His mother began telling him about what his father thought about the item and the fact that it is special. Max didn't interrupt his mother while she was explaining to him and he digested every information she gave him. He understood the situation a little.

Cursed or blessed weapons or items are special items stronger than any of its peers as they contain at least a soul inside it. The nature of the soul and the way it died influences the nature of the item. If the soul was pure but died in resentment, anger, or any negative emotions, depending on the level of those emotions, it will have a bigger or smaller chance to become a cursed weapon.

If a pure soul was sealed inside the item on its own accord or if the item had the forgers soul inside of it then it would be characterized as a blessed item. Blessed items didn't have any strings attached to them, they were highly powerful weapons with their own conscience.

If the user proved himself to the item and the item acknowledged the user as its master then they would for a pact which would unseal the powers of the blessed item. This would benefit both the item and the user. The user would benefit from a power increase while the item will begin growing along-side its master.

Cursed items would work approximately the same but they were different as well. A cursed item would have one or more conditions depending on the cursed item. They were more powerful than blessed items and they even grew stronger a lot faster than them, the problem was the contract that the user and the item would go through. The weapon will begin absorbing the user's power until it died, and once it did it would search for another user.

The only advantage for a cursed weapon is that anyone selfish enough would be able to use the cursed weapon while only one person amongst thousands would be able to use a blessed weapon.

Max stared towards his mother with wide eyes this would be the first time he was hearing about cursed or blessed weapons. "So mom is this a cursed shield?" Max asked anxiously as he looked towards the door, he still felt the compelling feeling from before.

His mother cracked a small smile on her slim face. "It is not necessarily you see? Be it cursed or blessed weapons they would attract their user towards them, that is why neither I nor your father know what type of shield it is. You have been traveling with it for the duration of the way back right? It would be a chance that during that time you proved yourself for the blessed weapon but at the same time..." Amaya looked towards the door as well, ".. we don't want to take any chances."

Max nodded in approval towards his mother. He didn't like the feeling that the shield gave him, he felt compelled but he lost control of his body because of it and so he didn't feel safe anymore.

"Mother, dad had already asked for someone to come, right? I just have to not be anywhere around it while that person is not here, I can just sleep at Ken's house!" Max thought that he found a solution to his problems.

"No! Once you have been chosen the further away you are the stronger the feeling becomes! You might've lost control of yourself only because you went out of the house for a while." His mother tried to remain hopeful, a blessed shield would be truly a blessing for her son, she wanted the best for him.

"So I am supposed to stay inside for the time being?" Max asked a bit annoyed, well.. he already knew the answer to be honest.

"Yes... You know that if there weren't any risks I would've already let you off.." Amaya said apologetically.

"It's okay mom, I'll see what I am able to do around the house for now."

As he said that his mother got up from his bed and opened the door, she glanced back at her son then left the room.

*Click* The door closed behind her and that is when Max felt something heavy pushing on his chest. He gasped for air but nothing would enter his lungs, and as he passed out he could see words imprinted on his mind. `Come`. It wrote in an unknown language but Max was able to understand what it said. The word disappeared and Max was left staring into a black void.

Max gasped hard for air as he suddenly woke up. He looked around panicking, he examined his surroundings. He had awoken from where he had fainted before but Max could remember the word he saw inside his mind. `Come` 'What was that? Is it calling for me?' Max continued inhaling deeply as he looked towards the door with a difficult expression on his face.

Max had lived a normal life, oblivious to the fact that humanoid monsters which named themselves 'Shapeshifters' existed all around the world hidden within society.

As he grew up Max followed a path in life normal to humans but in doing so he accidentally became one of the shapeshifters, this turn of events revealing to him a different side of the world he thought he knew.

(For people that might've stumbled upon the novel as of now I am rewriting it)

Near a glimmering multicolored Universal Rift, a Watcher opened his eyes as they slowly dimmed with golden light.
This light was very much similar to one present in Noah's eyes whenever he utilized the essence of Fate, the light in this being's eyes being much more powerful and condensed!
This being opened his eyes as he muttered shocking words.
"All six dead…? Could it be an unknown Entity, or something else?"
The Watcher wondered out loud as he was already sending word to the correct departments and waiting for directions on how to move, where he was actually sending a message and waiting for word from a High Ranking Imperial!
The light of fate in his eyes flowed towards his brain as imperceptibly pieces of information began to flow into him.
"No...not an unknown entity…"
Information that he should have had no knowledge about was flowing into him as he ascertained exactly what happened just a few minutes ago! The knowledge that the party of beings under his watch had actually located the signal and spent some time around it before they lost their lives became clear to this Watcher, making him rule out the possibility of a powerful unknown entity as the other choices were extremely enticing to him!
He also sent word of this as he received a reply soon after, a voice entering his mind.
"Watcher Gold Eye, we trust your judgment. They might have found a treasure and got greedy, thus resulting in their death. We will dispatch a force of multiple Alpha Blessed just like them and a few Beta Blessed accompanied by Assimilators."
RUMBLE!
The verdict was quickly passed down as the Imperials worked on efficiency and communication, getting to the core of the issue as they thoroughly prepared!
"Actually just in case, I shall let one of the High Imperials holding a Delta level Trait accompany this force to make sure there are no mistakes."
The classifications of Traits were mentioned once again as a terrifying individual planned to be sent out, a being holding a rank of a High Imperial! But the more important ranks were those of Traits, which went from the lowest ranked Alpha to Beta, and the terrifying rank of Delta.
Past Delta, one would come across the fearsome ranks of Traits termed Epsilon and the legendary rank of Omega!
As far as many beings knew, an individual holding a Trait of Omega had not risen in the Nexus Galaxy or in the nearby documented galaxies! But the issue of this signal that had caused the rapid vanishing of a party under a Watcher had made an Imperial issue an order for multiple Blessed at the ranks of Alpha and Beta, as well as a single Delta ranked High Imperial to accompany them.
"Thank you for the support, Watcher. I will send the selected beings your way in a few minutes…"
RUMBLE!
Waves of fate spread out as the Watcher smiled, the light of fate staying within his eyes as it seemed extremely dense!  
One would be able to notice the faint glimmer of Fate Lines, but these golden lines seemed much thicker and much brighter than even Noah's current Fate Lines as they held a unique power. It was the power of a being that was not just a beginner Assimilator, but a genuine Assimilator that had been fusing the Law of Fate to himself!
He prepared to receive and send off yet another party across the Universal Rift soon as the Imperials moved with efficiency in the background...
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Back in the Novus Galaxy, Noah had pulled out the exquisite World Engine as it had begun to be disassembled and reassembled numerous times by the Obsidian Core of the Novus Galaxy in front of him, the resplendent color of powerful and ancient runic sigils swimming around freely!
Before they could start with the grand scheme, they had to ensure their safety as they relocated the Novus Galaxy from the location that released the Signal which reached the Nexus Galaxy.
The words of the Outsider rang out in Noah's mind as he mentioned how they were just a disposable party sent to see if it was anything genuine. Normally, a party such as this would have reported their findings of another Galaxy right away, but the shockingly young age of the Novus Galaxy made them greedy!
The fact that they now perished meant that the signal would be investigated even more thoroughly, where higher ranks of Blessed and powerful Law Masters could be sent. Thus, Noah's eyes watched with rapt attention as the World Engine was assembled together once more, this time as it shone with a black and blue light as the runic sigils all around it settled down.
[It would normally be an impossible thing to even imagine, but I have restructured the Engine to be able to spread its effects across the entire galaxy when activated near the core.]
The voice of the Novus Galaxy rang out as the newly formed Engine floated towards Noah.
[Even with that modification though, the impossibility would lie in the fact that no being is capable of supplying the energy required to carry out a teleportation of an entire Galaxy. Well, that is unless you had Infinite Mana.]
"Haha!"
Noah gave a light laugh at this as his hands landed on the newly modified Engine. It could not be termed a Realm Engine or even a Galaxy Engine as it was about to do something spectacular!
From the hands of the Atlanteans of the Lost World that first created the World Engine, to the Celestials destroying their World because of it, this same World Engine was now being used to change the fates of trillions! It was truly shocking to see how things were so intertwined and connected when one could observe the river of fate and understood its movements…
Noah yet again began violating common sense as mana leaked from his body endlessly and entered the modified Engine, a unique essence beginning to permeate from this item as it expanded outwards to start covering the entirety of the Novus Galaxy!


Mana. 

A precious and limited resource that moves the very order of the world!

Others have a small amount of it while I have an unlimited amount. 

Have you seen countless fireballs the size of suns rain down? Have you seen entire stars endlessly conjured and thrown to your enemies? 

With Infinite Mana, anything is possible!

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War a word that's has been heard since the time civilization started. Not only humans but gods also have wars. Either be it demons, humans, money king or among themselves. 

During the ancient Hindu times three gods often flight wars. The 3 Hindu supreme gods Shiva, Vishnu, and Brahma.  Either be it in their avatar form or real. 

There war two wars that humans remember Ramayana and Mahabharata. Two of the most significant battles in Hindi mythology. But, there are still many wars that took place like  Battle of the Ten Kings , alluded to in the Rigveda , in which the Tritsu clan, led by Sudas , defeat the Puru confederation of ten Indo Aryan clans.

Anyone can become a demon or god if they use their blessing carefully. There was an human named Ravan. With great devotion, patience and penance impressed Lord Brahma. He asked the Lord to Grant him immortality but the Lord refused. 
Instead , Ravan then asked for invincibility and immunity from all Devta (Gods), raakshas (demons), heavenly spirits, serpents, and wild beasts. He, however, did not include humans in his prayer.

But, due to his powers no god of demon was able to stop Ravan's unrighteousness. The gods pleaded Lord Vishnu for help. Lord agreed to help. He came down to earth in the form of a human Rama. Thus led the war of Ramayana. 

But, wars never end. From bows, to guns and nuclear power. War will always remain. 

In every culture war existed. From the Eyptians to the Scandinavian, references of wars could be found all over. War of Troy, The Seige of Paris and Titanomachy, they happened. 

Gods killing themselves for power, demons betraying their kin, brothers killing brothers for throne, they all took place and will never stop.

As the famous saying goes
"Only the dead has seen the end of the war."

War never ends…..
It always continues...
Be it in a way or another...
But it always happens…...


...

"Man mythology is so boring. I am not even blessed . What will I do with all these books.  Look at those people outside showing off their blessing. "

Amir takes picks his bag up and leave the library. He takes out his phone and checks his emails. 

....

Year 2030. 

In the year 2020 World War 3 broke out. 50% of the human population died. But, after the war in the Indian Ocean a giant island appeared with a huge tower. That's when they appeared. Gods. 

After the war, Gods appeared in front of the remaining humans. They didn't say a word but gave a great power to humans also called 'Blessing'. 

Humans started experiencing super natural phenomenons. Simply say they could do things that were previously seen in fantasies.

Blessing. Humans can borrow power from that of different being. Some could even borrow power from gods themselves.

But, even God is biased. Only 60% of the human population were blessed. The remaining 40% were scoffed by the blessed.

.....

Anil is an Indian Boy. His parents died during the war. But, He never faced financial problems due his parents will. Even though he was not blessed it didn't matter to him. He was just doing his studies to become a doctor.

" Anil you are already here." said a girl near the counter.
" Yes." said Anil

The girl went to Anil's table and sat down.

" Two coffee with chocolate pastries please." ordered Anil to the waiter.
" Anil. Tell me are you sad that your not blessed."
" I already told you Maya. It doesn't matter. All I want to be is a doctor"

Maya Agarwal. She is a well known blessed human in India. She ranked tenth in the National God Tournament. She is blessed by  the King of Himalayas 'Himavat'. She has excellent control over ice. Maya dropped out of college since she was living a luxurious life due to sponsorship.

She is also called the ice queen.

" So, will you participate this year? " asked Excel
" I guess I will. There is still 6 moths so I guess I will train."

" Hey. Look isn't that Maya." said a girl with enthusiasm
" Yes. You are right. Let's ask for her selfie." said her friend.

Both the girls went near Maya.

" Miss. Maya." asked a girl
" Yes." said Maya
" Can we have a selfie with you?"
" Yeah. sure. Anil you mind."
" Yeah. Go for it." said Anil

The two girls with Maya went outside the cafe to take a selfie.

' Blessing. It doesn't matter. It's not their real power anyways. '

" Anil. I am back." said Maya
" Oh."

After talking for a bit both of them exited the cafe. 

" Ok. See ya. "
" Yeah"

Maya and Anil took different paths. 

" Auto" shouted Anil while waving his hand.
An auto rickshaw stops in front of Anil.

" Bhai. Where do you want to go?" asked the driver
" Take me to New Colony"
" Ok. Hop in "

It will take 20 minutes to reach his destination. Anil took out his phone and started watching YouThube. His favorite youthuber was a guy named Mr. Beast. 

That guy was a money making machine also. He does this challenge. And whoever wins them gets thousands of dollars. But, since the Emergence of blessing his carrier was dying.

" Sahab. It will 150 rupees."

Anil takes out his purse and gives 150 rupees to the rickshaw driver. The rickshaw driver leaves.

He make his way to a building with 7 floors. 
Anil lives alone on the third floor room number 306. 

He opens the door, turns on the lights and enters. He takes out a bag of groceries from his bag and keeps it in the kitchen.

He quickly changes to his pajamas.

' Man. Today was a tiring day '

He goes to his bed and sleeps in just a minute.

...

Heaven. The three lords Shiva,  Narada and Vishnu were in the courtyard of a palace in heaven.  

" It been ten years since we have given humans our powers"said Lord Shiva 

" But, it looks like some raakshas were able to pass their powers too." said Lord Narada

" Say Lord Vishnu have you chosen who you will give your power." asked Lord Shiva 

" I have Lord Shiva. " said Lord Vishnu

" So, who is it?" asked Lord Narada

" You will know soon. " says Lord Vishnu with a slight grin

Blessing. How will you use it? Depends on you.

A/N: If you're reading this, please do not buy this chapter yet as I'm still writing it. Please wait a day or so before checking this chapter again. By then, I'm pretty sure this chapter has already been written. Note that the next paragraphs are the lines of the previous chapters, so please do not buy this chapter yet.
In an instant, a great area surrounding him was covered in a layer of cyan-colored ice, exuding an aura of coldness far more intense than the aura from before. Not to mention, while standing on top of what seemed to be a large circle of cyan-colored ice, Argentum felt like his connection with the element of Water had become twice as strong, prompting him to think that the note at the end of the spell was, in fact, true.
He was quite eager to go ahead and test the boost the domain gave to his Water-based skills and spells, but he remembered that he had none, prompting him to let out a slightly disappointed sigh as he opened up the description of [Sage's Water Magic] again. This time, he focused on the latter two types of spells that the skill offered, wondering what made the Blessed Water spells different from the True Water spells.
With such a question in mind, he obviously went ahead and asked the system about it. It did not take long for the system to respond to his question as a feminine-sounding voice explained the differences between the two in his mind.
"Although both types of spells are up to the discretion of the user as to what their purposes are, the base power of the spells are different," the system started to explain.
"The base power of True Water spells are highly dependent on the skill grade of [Sage's Water Magic] before creating one. If [Sage's Water Magic] is of a low grade, then the formed True Water spell, albeit stronger than normal Water-based spells, would be far weaker a True Water spell formed from a high-leveled [Sage's Water Magic] skill."
"On the other hand, Blessed Water spells don't have that kind of limitation. It's more or less the reason why these spells have the word 'Blessed' on them. Whenever [Sage's Water Magic] levels up, the power of a Blessed Water spell would level up as well. If [Sage's Water Magic] evolves to a higher grade, then the power of a Blessed Water spell would also evolve to a higher level," the system continued.
"In fact, there's a chance for a Blessed Water spell to mutate whenever [Sage's Water Magic] evolves to a higher grade, allowing it to dish out more power than normally possible," the system added as its final statement, leaving Argentum at a state of intense elation as he now felt that he had become stronger instead of weaker with [Sage's Water Magic].
Closing the screens in front of his field of vision, Argentum went ahead and commanded the system that he wanted to create a Blessed Water spell, prompting a slightly intricate screen, which was water-themed in design, to appear in front of his field of vision. On the top portion of the screen, there was a string of words on it that said 'Please state the purpose of the spell you want to create'.
"Hmm…" Argentum looked at the sentence for a bit and wondered if he had to be incredibly specific on the effect of the spell. It did not take long for Argentum to think of the possibility that he could just go ahead and discard the spell if he was not satisfied with its effects, allowing his frame of mind to be freer when it came to describing the spell.
"But what kind of spell should my first Blessed Water spell be?" Argentum muttered to himself, pondering over the multiple types of skills and spells in his arsenal. He thought over the types of abilities he was lacking in, easily concluding that he did not need any strong offensive spells as he still had [Higher Zephyr Magic] and [Higher Ignis Magic] in his arsenal.
"Speaking of which, I should get the Earth version of these skills," he said to himself as he went off on a slight tangent. After that, he went back to his previous train of thought, remembering a certain type of skill that would allow his other abilities to benefit from it greatly. He knew without a doubt that without this type of skill, he would not be able to unleash the level of power he showed back at the Grand Blue Inheritance when he was taking Felix's trials.
Taking in a deep breath beforehand, Argentum went ahead and elaborated on the purpose of the spell he was creating as he said, "The spell has one purpose, and one purpose only. This purpose is to boost all of my abilities to a higher level, allowing me to fight against beings with a higher level of power than me."
Swoosh!
After that, the text on the top portion of the screen had disappeared, being replaced with another string of text about ten seconds later. This new line of text stated 'Would you like to name the spell yourself, or would you like the system to name it instead?'
Since it was the first Blessed Water spell he would create, Argentum decided to check out the system's naming capabilities, going ahead with the latter option. A few seconds, the text on the screen was replaced once more. This time, it asked Argentum if he was willing to create the spell at the cost of his entire MP gauge. Due to him casting [Niflheim Horizon] a while ago, he had to wait for his MP gauge to return to its maximum capacity before making a decision. Fortunately, it did not take him long to come to a decision after his mana had returned to its peak condition, though that did not mean that he was not a bit hesitant while doing so. Only when he made sure that the area he was in was devoid of beings did he accept the prompt.
Ding!
It took around 30 seconds or so for the system to give out a response after consuming all of Argentum's MP gauge, which was that of a notification sound. Accompanying the notification sound was the emergence of a notification screen, allowing Argentum to read up on the latest skill he had created. It only took a single skim of the notification for Argentum to say, "Well then. The system actually has good naming sense."
'The Blessed Water spell [Aqua Imperium Universalis] has been created.'
'Would you like to identify its properties?'
In an instant, a great area surrounding him was covered in a layer of cyan-colored ice, exuding an aura of coldness far more intense than the aura from before. Not to mention, while standing on top of what seemed to be a large circle of cyan-colored ice, Argentum felt like his connection with the element of Water had become twice as strong, prompting him to think that the note at the end of the spell was, in fact, true.
He was quite eager to go ahead and test the boost the domain gave to his Water-based skills and spells, but he remembered that he had none, prompting him to let out a slightly disappointed sigh as he opened up the description of [Sage's Water Magic] again. This time, he focused on the latter two types of spells that the skill offered, wondering what made the Blessed Water spells different from the True Water spells.
With such a question in mind, he obviously went ahead and asked the system about it. It did not take long for the system to respond to his question as a feminine-sounding voice explained the differences between the two in his mind.
"Although both types of spells are up to the discretion of the user as to what their purposes are, the base power of the spells are different," the system started to explain.
"The base power of True Water spells are highly dependent on the skill grade of [Sage's Water Magic] before creating one. If [Sage's Water Magic] is of a low grade, then the formed True Water spell, albeit stronger than normal Water-based spells, would be far weaker a True Water spell formed from a high-leveled [Sage's Water Magic] skill."
"On the other hand, Blessed Water spells don't have that kind of limitation. It's more or less the reason why these spells have the word 'Blessed' on them. Whenever [Sage's Water Magic] levels up, the power of a Blessed Water spell would level up as well. If [Sage's Water Magic] evolves to a higher grade, then the power of a Blessed Water spell would also evolve to a higher level," the system continued.
"In fact, there's a chance for a Blessed Water spell to mutate whenever [Sage's Water Magic] evolves to a higher grade, allowing it to dish out more power than normally possible," the system added as its final statement, leaving Argentum at a state of intense elation as he now felt that he had become stronger instead of weaker with [Sage's Water Magic].


Under a twist of fate, Aurus was struck by a bolt of lightning, making him realize that he would never have the chance to play the game he poured most of his time and effort into ever again.

Fortunately, a goddess took pity on his miserable fate and gave him two choices: the first one was to reincarnate through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the second one…was to reincarnate as a stick. Hearing the second choice, Aurus could not help but remember...that this was exactly the starting character of the game he used to play!

Without hesitation, Aurus chose the latter, bringing a smile to the goddess’ face…which seemed to contain secrets and desires hidden to the naked eye.

And so, Aurus was reborn into a world that he was familiar with, albeit this time—he was now living a life as a stick! 

Though that may be the case, witness the adventures of Aurus as he turns the expectations of everyone around him upside down as he gradually returns to his previous heights… and perhaps, far beyond it!

Witness the birth of a supreme being...from its roots!

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