What would happen if you woke up from a dream in which you saw your future?

You have new knowledge. Your personality has changed. Still, you are the same person. Do you make the same mistakes?

Alexander, son of Ceo of group Prins, has chosen to become a hacker at the age of 15. Leaving behind, his father's company. But after he had a dream,  he understood his mistakes.
He understood that he was blinded, by love. Understand that the family is more important for him. 
 He understood what betrayal means.

Follow Alexander and see how he changes his destiny.


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Hi!
The book is written from the perspective of Alexander and sometimes from the perspective of the female lead.
 It is my second book, but it is the first of its kind.

I'm not a native speaker.
if I receive negative messages about grammar, I'll stop!

The synopsis 

What would you say is the most valuable thing in this world?
   
 A mountain of gold and silver.

 Wrong.

Then what is it?

The return of the prodigal son.*

"Arch Duke, I don't deny the existence of God, but I can never get myself to agree with your point of view."

Luke placed his sword out front and spoke to the man. 

"Yes, I did expect you to think so. You are someone who will never be compatible with the pope."

Gregory saw Luke as someone who had to be excluded by the pope. 

And as he knew Luke to be someone who was associated with being a wizard, his will became much more concrete.

There were wizards in the Holy Empire. Its priests were studying magic. 

Gregory acknowledged their existence, but he was in disagreement with their ideas. 

For him, those who study magic or did research on magic were suspicious, and they often ignored orders in the name of searching for the truth. 

The same was true for Marquis Meister Reas of the Arthenia Royal Magic Tower. He dared treat the pope like a spoiled child!

'A wizard's kid is considered as a prodigal son, but it is unacceptable for one to cover the eyes and ears of the pope!'

That was why he should take the test, which was the will of his Lord.

If the man in front of him was going to repent, he was willing to forgive. Otherwise, he would slash him.

Arch Duke Gregory walked toward Luke. The blazing aura from his sword was quite different from what he had been using before. 

Hyper Aura could only be used by those individuals who have reached the level of a Sword Sage. 

The terrifying attack flew toward Luke's neck. 

'Ah, no, no…!'

Seeing what was happening, Reina's face turned pale. Luke was nowhere to be seen. Thanks to that, the Hyper Aura's cut was blocked by a few beautiful trees. 

"Is that Blink?" Asked Gregory.

"Honestly speaking, swords were never my specialty."

In a moment, Luke appeared behind Gregory. 

"Ice Lance!"

Hundreds of ice spears were created in the air in a moment's time. They all showered down at Gregory.

However, without any signs of panic or agitation, Gregory blocked all the incoming ice spears with his sword.

"What is this?" Gregory tried to speak.

"Then, how about this?!"

Luke narrowed the gap between them and threw the Titan Fist. Gregory's body was hit by huge amounts of mana.

Kwang!

A crashing sound reverberated in all directions. However, Gregory's body was unscathed.

"That is useless against me."

'Did Aura Armor stopped it?' Thought Luke. 

Aura Armor increased one's body's defense.

In Gregory's case, he was using Hyper Aura, which meant that his defense was comparable to a heavy armor. 

"Then, I'll just keep going until I take you down!"

Kwang! Bang! Bang!

Gregory was a little flustered when Luke began to come after him with consecutive Titan Fists.

Titan Fist was indeed powerful, but the user's mana could easily get depleted even for a high-level war mage if used constantly. That was why it was never used for combat purposes in a war.

'I knew it. He has some hidden power!' Gregory smiled, knowing he was right.

Gregory's thoughts about Luke were correct. Luke was fighting much better with magic than with his sword.

He had already accumulated a lot of experience in fighting using magic during his time as Saymon.

'Well, I'm still in trouble since I can't use my dark magic, but…'

However, there was a way for Luke to make up for that.

When Gregory rushed in with Hyper Aura, Luke went directly ahead instead of stepping back or defending himself.

Kwang-!

"No!"

Gregory was surprised for a second after seeing the attack that Luke did.

He thought that Luke would defend his attack using his magic, but Luke took out a heavy and ugly sword from his subspace ring and swung it at Gregory!

Moreover, the power of the sword didn't seem light. Luke was able to easily deflect Gregory's Hyper Aura Sword.

"I'm delighted that you have such a nice sword," said Gregory. 

"Hut, this is Dragon Tooth; a masterpiece made by blacksmith Jig," responded Luke. 

The Dragon Tooth was enchanted with Gravity. 

In response to Luke's magic, the magic of the sword got amplified and the shockwave from the Hyper Aura Sword got pushed away.

"Wasn't it just pushed off by force? But that is all you can manage!"

Powerful swords, such as the Half Gold Sword, weren't much different. 

Gregory quickly managed to speed up his attacks. He was managing to push Luke back with overwhelming speed.

Surprisingly, Luke didn't seem to be lagging behind in terms of speed.

Kang! Kakang! Kang! 

'What is this? When did he manage to change his sword?'

The heavy and ugly black sword that Luke was using a while ago was nowhere to be seen. In his hand was a slender sword.

Every time the sword lit up, Luke's speed would increase.

"Was that also Jig's art piece?"

"Huhuhu!"

Instead of answering, Luke burst out with laughter. 

Iron Feather—its magic could make one's movements much faster. Every time its magic increased, the sword's speed would increase several times. 

"You're depending on your weapons rather than your skills!"

"The fact that I can use multiple weapons is evidence that I'm better," answered Luke. 

"You speak well, young man. Then, I'll use the power of God to crush those weapons of yours!"

Ddddd! 

Gregory's aura gathered and began to create lightning. 

It was Lightning Might—the ultimate sword technique of the Holy Sword. Only the finest of the paladins and the priests could bring out the divine power. It was the ultimate skill. 

"Like ash, turn into nothing but dust! Disappear!"

Grrrrrrng-!

Gregory pointed his sword toward Luke then lightning flashed toward him. 

"Kaak!"

This time, Luke didn't manage to avoid it. He got hit and flew far away. He landed into a bush from afar.

Even as Luke had disappeared from sight and was in the bushes, Gregory didn't stop his lightning attack. It was like he didn't want Luke to get up for another clash of swords. 

"No! Stop it! Stop, stop all of this!"

Reina yelled. However, it didn't seem like Gregory cared. 

He attacked till he thought his opponent really turned into dust and ashes and pulled his sword back. 

'This should be enough to take him down.'

There would no longer be an unclean fool in the eyes and heart of the pope. 

Gregory was convinced that that was the case. However, his face became distorted after a while. 

Luke was staggering from the other side of the darkly burned bushes. 

"Kuk, I almost died."

Even after taking such powerful blows, Luke's eyes were still alive. 

'How can this be? How is he still alive?' 

That was all Gregory could think of. 

Flustered by the unexpected result, Gregory didn't notice that the sword in his hand had changed again. 

A cross-shaped long sword with a low and soft light around it. 

It was the Demon Slayer. 

It was a sword that could nullify dark magic and demons.

It was best to use it against Magi, but it still works effectively when used against divine power.

That was how Luke managed to repel Gregory's onslaught. 

"You can't break everything with God's power."

"Keuk!"

Arch Duke Gregory's face burned with anger, shame, and rage. He raised his sword. He thought of giving his everything to end the man in front of him. 

However, Luke's reactions were faster. He brought out the last of his energy to fight back.

Quickly changing his sword to Iron Feather, he broke into Gregory's area.

"This…!"

"Titan Blade!" Shouted Luke. 

Luke abandoned Iron Feather and pulled out the Dragon Tooth from his subspace bracelet, amplifying the gravity magic that the sword was enchanted with, and he used Titan Fist at the same time. 

The shock wave generated by the fusion of the gravity magic, the enormous power and the attack from magic turned the blade into a hell-of-a-blade. 

For the first time, Gregory's expression changed drastically. His cold and arrogant expression disappeared. His eyes were filled with shock and embarrassment.

Shaymon, the man who has achieved the apex of dark magic, is framed as being a Demon King and is killed.

'I will not let it end like this!'

He finally achieves new life but reality was cruel. Being born after 500 years, he was born as the descendent of his rival, the Sword Emperor!

"CHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSS!!!"

Loud clanking of goblets and bellowing laughter filled the tents of the Yudonia camps. Happy men and women all embraced one another, chugging down their favourite beverage with one single gulp. Random warriors would break out in dance and bards would sing notes in pure euphoria. They had conquered the first floor of the S-Class Dungeon with next to no fatalities. Celebrating that one victory wasn't that far-fetched. 

"Urgh, what's with this no alcohol rule?!" One ranker spat out, clearly annoyed at the top-brass orders. "This atmosphere requires booze! Not this non-alcoholic shit!" He slammed his goblet on the desk, bringing huge laughs all around.

"We just conquered the first floor! There's probably dozens more!" One of his buddies replied. "If we stop to drink every single time, we'll be drunk throughout the future raids!!!"

"Buahahaha! If that's the case, so be it!" The S-Ranker clamoured. "We should all attack the dungeon drunk! Maybe it'll make those golems a little more attractive to fight!"

"Why? So that you could fuck 'em?" 

"Shut it, Steve!!!"

"HAHAHAHA!!!" 

It was all fun and games in the temporary encampment. Now that the first level was cleared, the Rankers had some free time on their hands. At least until the S-Rank scouts return from the second floor. Central command was analysing the data collected from the raid, and the four group leaders were in a meeting with the Association President, plotting their next move. So, until their leaders have returned with an extensive plan in hand, the S-Rankers were essentially loafers, waiting for their next mission. 

"It really is quite crude here..." Aria complained as she sipped on her favourite diet soft drink. She didn't like crowds, especially rowdy ones like these, but the allure of the free-flow bar for that legendary soda was too good to resist. The fizziness of the beverage was second to none and drinking it fresh from the tap really tingled her nerves and refreshed her soul. Furthermore, Yvette was here with Finn and Luke, so the social aspect was a little less jarring. 

"They're rarely like that," replied Luke, his handsome face looking into the crowd with his two arms rested on the counter. "It's just the high of beating an S-Class Dungeon for the first time. All of their hearts are beating at a thousand kilometres an hour. They want some release."

"The dungeon hasn't been beaten," Aria retorted. "We'd just cleared the first floor."

"Still, it's a good enough achievement." Luke chuckled, his eyes closed and charming smile placed on full view. "Not many get to experience an S-Class Dungeon, let alone win over it. Who knows how many more casualties will occur on the deeper floors? It's normal for them to feel a little thrilled. You felt the same way during the Gondor S-Class Dungeon Raid right?" The young man arched his neck and stared at his friend.

"I did…" Aria's mood was dampened by the bitter memories of that dangerous raid. How many had died in that dungeon? How many would die in this one? Aria didn't know, she didn't want to know. "They're only feeling happy because they hadn't seen the hell that an S-Class Dungeon can unleash. Once that begins, none of them would dare to drink a toast."

"But they don't know," Finn interjected. Aria, Luke and Finn were among the few people in the crowd that experienced the terror in Gondor. They knew how bad the situation was and how many Rankers had lost their lives. It really was hell on earth. However… 

"Since they are ignorant, let them be. At least they could make a few happy memories..." Finn shrugged his shoulders and downed his goblet of water. "And who knows? Maybe there wouldn't be as many fatalities as the last time? Perhaps the High Command in Yudonia is better than the one in Gondor."

'Yeah, right...' Aria scoffed mentally and ceased to talk. At times like these, it was best for her to just keep silent and mind her own business.

It wasn't that she had no faith in Yudonia's leadership, but an S-Class Dungeon was basically on another scale of existence. S-Class monsters, which never spawned in normal dungeons or elsewhere on earth, were the norm in those dungeons. Also, the amount of synergy those monsters had wouldn't beat that of an S-Class party. There was also a mystery factor to those S-Class monsters. Each new S-Class monster that appears in the dungeon would possess different magic or physical attributes, no one really knew what.

Yudonia was lucky that only fifteen stone guardians that had already been battered by time were protecting the first floor. If there were a few dozen of them, the fights might have lasted for days upon days, with casualties mounting by the minute.

"That's right, Aria! We should celebrate!" Yvette chugged down her favourite green tea and placed it on the bar where the bartender would come and give her a refill. "Your magic played a huge part in bringing down the stone guardians! You should be happy!"

"Yeah! Why didn't you tell me that you knew how to cast High Teleport?" Luke dropped his left hand from the counter and pointed it semi-threateningly at the Archmagus. "If you had used High Teleport back in the day, we would have escaped so many perilous situations."

Aria rolled her eyes and snorted. "I didn't tell you because I didn't have it back then. It's only recently that I advanced my Space Magic."

"Hah… Your growth rate never fails to astound me." Finn shrugged his shoulders and replied with a helpless expression. 

"Magic just comes naturally to me. I am an Archmagus after all." Aria took one full gulp, only to find out that her favourite soft drink had been voided. She raised her goblet and shook it to alert the bartender, before dropping Luke's annoying hand down. "You also improved your elemental arrows as well. Others may not have seen it, but I sure have. You took down one of the birds with your explosive arrow."

Luke rubbed his nose in embarrassment. "Compared to you learning High Teleport, that slight improvement is nothing. Ah, I know!" The young man reached into his bag and brought out a thick white marble slab, with nothing written on its surface. Aria and Yvette flinched when they saw the object. The Archmagus even spat out:

"You brought a Status Evaluation Plate? Where did you even get one of these?" Yvette queried, her eyes sparkling as she observed the marble plate. 

Just like its name suggests, the Status Evaluation Plate appraises the status of whoever touches its surface. Every single living being in the world had a status. Be it the flowers and trees or the humans and elves, they all have the innate ability to call out their own status plate for viewing. Some beings may even have the Appraisal skill, allowing them to view the status plate of others. However, nothing in the world could beat a Status Evaluation Plate when it comes to appraisal.

Regular rankers could view two windows of their status. The one containing the basic information such as name, species or gender and the one showing their respective stats for Strength, Dexterity, Intelligence, Wisdom, Constitution and Willpower. However, Status Evaluation Plates could bring out one additional window, one that was unknown to the user itself.

The window showing one's Skills, Magic and Resistance. 

"I bought it as an investment." Luke smiled. "As an Elemental Archer, I need to keep track on how to improve my elemental affinities after all!"

"You sure are willing to splurge..." Yvette raised her brow and stared at the man whom she thought was always frivolous. Status Evaluation Plates were scarce due to how rare the material was to make one, and with that rarity came an exponential price hike. Even Yvette, who comfortably resides within the top one percent of Yudonia's earners, needs to save up for a full year before she could land her hands on a Status Evaluation Plate. Only countries and Ranker Associations would have one of these on hand at all times.

"I got lucky..." Luke scratched the back of his head, a little bashful from the praise that the gorgeous elf had given him. However, he quickly recovered and pushed the marble slab into Aria's face. "Come on, touch it! I want to see how much you've grown!"

"..." The Archmagus was tempted to turn him down again, but she too felt curious about her own progress. Her left hand slowly moved towards the plate, and when its longest finger touched the tip of the slab, golden letters began to write itself down rapidly and soon…

Name: Aria Saciustrum 
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Job: Archmagus
Class: S
Age: 23 years

Strength: 19
Dexterity: 11
Intelligence: 390
Wisdom: 375
Constitution: 181
Willpower: 210

Skills: [Higher Research - Level 9] [Higher Understanding - Level 9] [Read All Creation - Level 9] [Telepathy - Level 7] [Though Acceleration - Level 7] [Heightened Senses - Level 5] [Precognition - Level 5] [Telekinesis - Level 3] [Appraisal - Level 2] [Lesser Rejuvenation - Level 8]

Magic: [Higher Space Magic - Level 8] [Higher Fire Magic - Level 7] [Higher Water Magic - Level 7] [Higher Earth Magic - Level 7] [Higher Wind Magic - Level 7] [Higher Lightning Magic - Level 7] [Creation Magic - Level 9] [Summoning Magic - Level 7] [Barrier Magic - Level 5] [Light Magic - Level 4] [Healing Magic - Level 3] [Void Magic - Level 2] [Darkness Magic - Level 2] [Lesser Arcane Magic - Level 6] [Lesser Time Magic - Level 6] [Lesser Transformation Magic - Level 3]

Resistances: [Higher Mental Resistance - Level 2] [Magical Resistance - Level 5] [Lesser Poison Resistance - Level 8] [Lesser Physical Resistance - Level 2]

"Wow… Your magic versatility is as frightening as ever." Finn marvelled as he breathed down the Archmagus' neck. "Honestly, you should become an Elementalist with those proficiencies in Elemental Magic."

"Elemental magic is just the easiest version of magic one can learn, so I accidentally became good at it, that's all." Aria didn't care for the praise. Back when she was first discovered to have the talent of a magician, the first few spells that her school would teach her were always basic elemental spells such as 'Fireball' or 'Wind Blade.' Throughout her early years as a student and then dungeon diver, Aria had enhanced her Elemental Magic to its upper tier. Though, now that she didn't have any use for them as a Magic Researcher, those stats were just good for show. However, there was one stat that brought a smile to her face.

'My Creation Magic is level 9… Two more levels until I can upgrade it to Higher Creation Magic.'

Aria's Creation Magic was the first one she had ever developed. She had painstakingly trained it for three years now, and it was finally on the verge of evolving. Aria felt like she was watching a seed that she planted grow, and it was about to become a fully-fledged tree. Still, there was a long way to go if Aria wanted to master it.

"You upgraded your Space Magic to the higher tier… And it's Level 4… Really, why do I even bother training so hard?" Luke dropped his head, feeling inferior about himself. Aria was once part of their little group, but now, it was as if she were on a whole other plane. All of them were young S-Rankers. The most prodigal group in all of Yudonia. However, Aria was just in a realm of her own.

"You shouldn't compare yourself to Aria. She's just a freak." The blonde elf sighed and consoled Luke.

"Hey! Who are you calling a freak?" The Archmagus protested, only to find all three of them staring impishly at her. Realising she's outnumbered, Aria abruptly changed the topic. "Anyway, you saw my stats! Let me see yours now! It's only fair!"

"Haha, an eye for an eye?" Luke chortled and took back the Status Evaluation Plate. Just as he was about to place his finger on the surface, the honoured secretary of the Association's President barged into the tent, her face red and ghast. Seeing the faces she was sent to bring, she hollered:

"We've encountered a problem! All S-Rankers are to report in the conference tent immediately!!! The President wants to meet with all of you!!!"

The festive mood instantly died out. Goblets were thrown onto the table and hurried feet shuffled out of the tent. None of them bothered to ask what the problem was. If the Association President wanted to meet with them, all they needed to do was to comply and get their asses there as soon as they could.

"Looks like we have to postpone the evaluations." Luke joked and returned his Status Evaluation Plate into his bag. 

"Yeah..." Aria thought that it was a shame that she couldn't see Luke, Finn or Yvette's stats, but orders were orders. Following the crowd out into the conference tent, she couldn't help but wonder...

'What problem have they encountered?'

In a modern world where magic and status boards exist, twenty-three-year-old S-Class Archmagus Aria Saciustrum found herself in the morbid situation of joining her country’s own Dungeon Dive expedition. A researcher at heart, Aria didn’t like the idea of slogging away in the dirty depths of the petrifying dungeons that spawned all over the world.

However, her scientific mind trumped her own feelings, and she forced herself to join her country’s first S-Class Dungeon Dive. The allure of finding a treasure or a discovery that could shake the foundations of human society was too enticing to just walk away.

So… Aria dived deep into the Dungeon, alongside her friend the S-Class Healer Yvette, and yes, her efforts had paid off. The S-Class party did manage to find a groundbreaking discovery. One that would shake the foundations of the world and would haunt the nightmares of everyone living on Planet Earth.

Just… It wasn’t what Aria had hoped for...


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Edric, knowing that Lyra went abroad, decides to do so as well. He goes home and makes his way to his father's study room. Since there is a restriction for people who could go in and out of the country, Edric wants to make use of his father's connections to ensure his passage out of the country. 

Reaching his father's study room, Edric knocks. It took a minute or so before Edric heard his father telling him to come in. He opens the door and sees his father busy looking over documents. 

"Good evening Father."

"Hmm, evening already." Luke offhandedly comments as he still focuses on his sorting out the documents in front of him. 

Edric knowing he abruptly visited his father without prior appointment, patiently stands and waits for his father to speak. He calmly observes how his father stoically goes through his work. He notices that the books in his father's study have increased once again. 

"Take a seat, child. Standing so still in front of me makes it hard to concentrate." Luke finally looks at his son and gestures him to sit on the couch nearby. Edric nods and sits. Luke looks at the documents he still needs to go through and sighs. He finishes up the one he was currently working on and puts all the documents on his bulletproof /fireproof briefcase. He then stands up and hands the briefcase to one of his assistants outside the room. Luke sat back down on his chair and looks at Edric. 

"So what do you need, son? it's pretty rare for you to visit me without letting me know first."

"I need to go abroad, Father. And I need your help to do so." Edric looks at his father in the eye and calmly states his request. 

"Abroad? and *need* to?" 

"Yes, I need to."

"Why?"

"I," Edric pause when Lyra's fierce hazelnut eyes suddenly cross his thoughts then quickly continues, "I believe traveling the world gives me more insight into how to get stronger mentally and physically Father. Besides father, I have to the plunge sooner or later, and I prefer to plunge sooner than later."  

"Perhaps, but what makes you think so?" Luke notices Edric's slight smile as he paused. Luke is aware that his son is strong enough to face difficulties right now with his help, but he too worries if Edric is strong enough to be independent of his protection. Not that he'll ever stop protecting his son. 

"The world is vast, Father. Perfect for testing my strength and meeting new allies to help me. My journey would make me stronger and more reliable." 

Luke stays silent for a moment. Edric too was silent and patiently waits for his father's response. Luke looks at his son and pats his chest where his guns are. 

Edric then remembers about his aunt. He looks at his father who seems busy pondering. He hesitates for a moment but then aks,

"Father, I wish to meet Aunt Cherry when I travel."

"Hmm," Luke unconsciously tightens his fist and furrows his eyebrows. "You want to meet Cherry?"

"Yes." 

"Again, why?"

"Because Aunt Cherry is your only sibling Father. And you never let me meet her in the past."

"Let's talk about Cherry later. As for you traveling the world," Luke quickly changed the topic and continues, "First, I want to know what you think being a Solaire means?" 

"It means to be powerful and unwavering in attending to one's responsibilities. To be a Solaire means to be wise enough when to retreat and when to push in a fight. Being a Solaire means anticipating one's action's effect on the surroundings and insight on how to adapt to the constant change in circumstances." 

"Hmm. Your answer painted such a magnificent image of the family." Luke then stands from his chair, he smiles at Edric. And then, unceremoniously pulls out a gun then shoots at Edric. Rolling out from his chair, Edric barely evades the shot. 

Before Edric could even get away from his range, Luke shoots at him again. Rolling continuously, after a moment of hesitation, Edric pulls out his guns to shoot back. Bang! The deafening sound of colliding bullets echoes. 
 
Luke doesn't stop shooting at all and his shots are even getting more accurate. For now, Edric could only evade and find the perfect chance to retaliate. When Edric did shoots back, bullets collide every time making the room filled with smoke. Within the smoke-filled room, both Luke and Edric rush at each other to disarm one another. 

Catching a silver glint on his left, Edric docks. "Whoosh" a blade barely missing Edric's head. Instinctively, he shoots to his right and sidesteps. Then Edric rushes forward ready to hit his father on the face with his gun. Unexpectedly, Luke is a step ahead of his son and counters Edric with a kick, knocking the guns out of Edric's hands.

 Edric uses his falling momentum to counter with a roundhouse kick. His father blocks his kick effortless with his arms. Edric quickly jumps back and throws his hidden knives at his father as soon as he got his bearing. 

Luke, unfazed, shoots the knives back towards Edric while lunging forward. Edric waits till the very last second before jumping over his dad's desk. He turns it over and uses it as a makeshift shield long enough to get his small pistol out of his shoes. 

Luke keeps shooting at the desk as he gets closer to it. He then deliberately reloads his gun. Hearing the magazine falling, Edric takes his chance and sprint away from the desk to go behind one of the bookcases. As if reading his mind his father already was waiting for him. Luke tackles Edric to the ground with great force making Edric gasp for air. 

The muzzle of the gun just an inch above Edric's head, Luke speaks with calm and aloof.

"Edric, you do have a basic grasp on what a Solaire should be. But, in reality, being Solaire is less glorious than you expect. My Dear son, being a Solaire also means taking advantage of any situation. It also means being prepared to be betrayed by people close to you." Luke let's go of his son and helps him up. 

"To be honest you still lack experience my son. Perhaps going out and seeing the world might help you more in that aspect." He sighs. "I'm just afraid that you'll suffer out there more than I could anticipate. So promise me you'll survive and come back home" He looks Edric in the eye. Edric nods. 

"I will try father."

Luke then ushers Edric to the lounge area. The servants, already anticipating their arrival, serve them tea and milk. Some pastries such as short strawberry cake and butter cookies were laid out on the table for them to enjoy. After serving the tea and pastries the servant exit the room. 

Luke takes a sip and then tells Edric his shortcoming based on their battle earlier. Edric quietly listens to his father and seriously takes note of his weaknesses. Luke seriously tells Edric never to hesitate. Hesitation can cost his life. 

"Edric, as you travel the world you'll be confronted by different factions. That's a fact you have to be prepared and a burden you'll have to carry as a Solaire."

"I understand, Father. Is there anything else I have to take note of?"

"Let's just say tension is building up between factions. Not only domestically but even those abroad are colliding more often. Seems like the regulation of weapons used in designated war zone countries like ours is a big deal that affects every faction effort to broaden their influence. And as a Solaire, a family that executes and impose those regulations following the world treaty, they will likely target you as their enemy or potential ally. When factions do target you, Edric you must keep in mind to be always neutral no matter what. That's one duty of a Solaire you have to uphold in al times."

"I promise Father."

"Good."

"So father, about Aunt Cherry. Is it okay to meet her?" Edric asks and observes his father. Luke takes a long sip of tea and puts it down slowly. Luke staring at the tea answers.

"Yes, you can. But it's up to your ability whether you could convince her to talk to you. Or even acknowledge you."

"What do you mean, Father?"

"Cherry," Luke halts for a second then continues with a sigh," My sister, well, I shouldn't call her sister since she's long been expelled from the family."

"Expelled. Why?"

"Cherry has her idea how to live her life and well, her ideas go against the family principles so she let herself be expelled. Even though she is well ahead of me in terms of strength, power, and connections, I became the head by default because of her being expelled. I'm proud of my little sister, it's just sad that she stick to the agreement to abandon all relations to the Solaire family. She never did contact me all these years. Although, I tried to contact her countless times." 

Edric seeing his father staring at his cup without looking up even once while talking about aunt promises,

"I promise to contact Aunt Cherry, Father." 

Luke looks up at his son and sees his resolute eyes staring at him. He nods at Edric. Seeing his son sitting elegantly and calm as if their little skirmish never happen.

"You've grown up my boy."

Luke genuinely smiles at Edric this time as he passes Edric his favorite chocolate eclairs. He takes another sip from his milk tea and looks down at his cup. "To me, it feels like it was only yesterday when you were taking your unsteady first steps towards me. Your Mom was trying to restrain herself to scoop you up and hug you tightly at that time." Luke's tone was steady and calm but his fingers tighten his grip on his teacup. Luke's eyes too were downcast hiding his most eyes. 

On the other hand, Edric smiles too but his eyes are as calm as ever. His posture is calm as well. Edric sensing his father's slight depress mood stays quiet and lets his father continue talking without disrupting him. His father a bit lost in his memory could only talk about how cute Edric was when he was a child. 

"You were so chubby. Elaine would always pinch your cheeks and you would always cry. Then she would quickly coax you with sweets and toys. Both of you would end up laughing sooner or later." Luke lets out a soft chuckle as he recalls the memory. Thinking about how his son was full of laughter and smile back then before the incident happen. After that incident, their household was devoid of laughter. His son would laugh here and there but it was mostly an empty one. It hurts to see his son forcibly changing himself to get stronger. Edric pushing himself to his limits over and over again without asking for his help. It was no wonder that Edric matured fast. 

After the incident, Luke is deprived of the chance to cuddle and dote on his son. The worst part was that he could only watch on the sidelines as his son put his life on the line numerous times. He didn't have the right to stop his son for it was all his fault. He couldn't save him nor be with him when he needed it the most. All he could do as a father was do a great job as the head of the family. Being a well-respected head means that he will be strong backing for his son. He believes that Edric can take any path with confidence with him as his father, A father that has the power to support him no matter what. 

Seeing his father so quiet, Edric waits for a few more minutes in silence when he finally asks,

"Father, do you honestly think I'm strong enough to at least protect myself?"

Luke awaken from his reverie, he takes a sip from his now cold tea. "Barely..."

"Does this mean you'll allow me to travel by myself?"

"Yes," Luke answers reluctantly. 

"Thank you, Father"

"You are welcome. Do promise that you'll come home safely. If you can't promise that much, better stay here and train more."

"I promise to come back safely, Father." Edric nods and stands up. Just as he opens the door to leave he pause and looks back at his father. He can see his father's taunt face. His father's grey hair with strands of white making a decade older than he is. His father's furrowed forehead. "Sleep well, dad."

His father surprise at Edric calling him dad. How many years has it been since he hears him address him, Dad. He suddenly remembers the scene on the garden in full bloom where his deceased wife was holding Edric waves at him urging him to come quickly and Edric giddily shouting, "Dad! Daddy! Dadda! Hwuuwe! (hurry!)" With tears silently running down his cheek as he smiles a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. He quietly laments,

"I am getting old and sentimental. Getting old but not wiser. Oh, Elaine, I miss you." 

He become great and gained the tittle " Prince of Combat" through his excellent upbringing and family background...

She was an orphaned taken in reluctantly and achieve top ranks through her sheer perseverance only to be dragged down by her bias Master...

The first time they meet, they dueled.

He was fascinated by her cold and merciless fighting techniques...

She scorned him for his excellent techniques that can only learned from the elites which cost millions of dollars to even glimpse...  

The moment her knife left a cut on his face sealed their fate to be together.

Fang Jifan rubbed his eyes, staring blankly at the red curtain of Zhu Zhu in front of him, and in the distance was a piece of furniture such as a dazzling piano case and a rosewood stool.
Standing in front of the curtain, there was a guy in a small blue cap, staring at him desperately, and then this guy showed a very embarrassed smile, with a flirtatious charming smile: "The young man woke up ..."
Fang Jifan was a little bit nervous, this is ... wearing ... through, because he clearly heard that the man in the Tsing Yi cap speaks Fengyang Mandarin. As an expert in Ming history, Fang Jifan can be 100% sure that the furnishings here, but also With this inexplicable man, in his own era, even a large investment in film and television, it was impossible to set up such a scene.
No panic or fright, Fang Jifan had some excitement in his heart, and after doing so many years of learning, unexpectedly today he can glimpse the ancients!
The ancients, looking at this guy who laughed a little bit, Fang Jifan couldn't help thinking, this is ... the ancients?
"This is the year of *******?" Fang Jifan saw a calligraphy on the wall, and the title of the post was a calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty.
By the bed, the system of the Xuanqin case also attracted the attention of Fang Jifan. This is the style of the mid-Ming Dynasty. After the ******* Dynasty, it was not very popular. The Xuanqin case seems to be a new system. So it is estimated that this should be There is no doubt about the era of *******.
The man in the Tsing Yi cap nodded, but still looked straight at Fang Jifan.
Having been determined, Fang Jifan slammed up from the bed, patted his thigh, and said excitedly, "Ning Wang is still there? There is a rebellion of the little prince in the north. The handicraft industry in the south has begun to rise ..." Fang Jifan A look of eyebrows fluttered: "The emperor today is also a sage, there is so much to do ..."
Ji Fang Jifan is very excited. This is a good time. The male husband, studying, and studying history, ca n't help but have too many regrets. He did n't have much success in his last life, and he finally came to a place of usefulness.
Fang Jifan couldn't help but want to laugh, because he worked in the library and studied Ming history. Not only does Ming history know a lot about it, it is about the local history of this era, he knows it well, and speaks something awkward. There were several thieves in the county on the few days of the month, and their amazing memory was also impressive.
I have been alone for a long time, and it seems not bad to come to this age.
Qi Fang Jifan even admired his own heart ... very big.
The guy in the Tsing Yi cap changed his face, hesitatingly: "Master ... you ... you say ... there is something promising?"
"Yeah." Fang Jifan cheered up, and he was a young master. Then this person was either a book boy or a long-time follower. His excitement had not passed yet, and he expressed his enthusiasm: "The man's eldest husband is alive. "
Speaking of which, the face of the man in Tsing Yi 's hat changed from doubt to sorrow. He yelled, "Master ... Master ... is sick again ... come ... come ..."
Qi Fang Jifan was shocked, what is this ... what happened?
  Snapped...
The door was suddenly knocked open by several strong men, and they looked like wolves and tigers.
Outside the sun, the sun also sprinkled in, and these burly bodies covered the extra light.
Then, a man with a quivering shirt and a goatee, a gentleman-like appearance, stepped on his back with a medicine chest and said with excitement: "Master, master's illness ... committed another ... fast, fast, needle ! "
With a quick order, those elite men rushed towards Fang Jifan and immediately controlled Fang Jifan.
Fang Jifan's pupils contracted, NMGB, he cursed, because he saw that old gentleman had removed the inch-long silver needle from the box, with a sad look on his face, Chao Fangfan said: "The disease suffered by the young master is the brain Disease, do n't be afraid to avoid illness, come here, do n't be afraid, do n't be afraid ... just get a shot ... "
Ji Fang Jifan was so frightened that his jaw would fall off: "I ... I'm not sick ..."
The doctor applied the needle and shook his head, saying, "Yes, I used to have this symptom when I was ill. Master, bear with me. The acupuncture method of the old man was uploaded by Naizu. He can treat the disease, and he can still exercise. Master, you lie down! "
  what...
With the general howl to kill pigs, Fang Jifan did not make a sound after half a ring.
Hands and feet are controlled, and the old gentleman actually directly inserted the silver needle into his back of the brain. Fang Jifan stopped crying, but he was scared to bite his teeth and did not dare to move. For fear of moving, the old gentleman The needle was skewed.
The most important thing is that I was afraid of getting an injection from an early age!
A needle so long, pierced into the head, this is a cure, this is a murder, your uncle!
Before the needle was taken out, the old man sighed with a beard and shook his head again. "The brain-disabled has no medicine, and the old man just presses the ancient prescription to temporarily control the illness. Whether he can be cured is up to his master's luck. . "
The guy in the Tsing Yi cap hid on the edge of the couch and whispered in a low voice: "Master, master, Doctor Fang is a famous doctor invited by Uncle, don't be afraid, just a few months' needle will be fine, Uncle repaired the book The family has commanded that as long as the master's illness is good, no matter what method is used ... In short, there must be no medical taboos ... Master is the only son of Uncle. Master can bear it ... bear it ...
Xi Fang Jifan's face was pale, but he was trembling.
Uh .........
Noon.
The view outside the window was pleasant, but Fang Jifan was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery!
This is the twenty-seventh day that Fang Jifan came to this world. Of course, he doesn't know how many needles have been pierced. Each time he pierces the needle, the other side of the fan is in the ghost gate.
An ancient 'famous doctor' pierced the silver needle into your back of the head and stirred it a little. Fang Jifan thought about it and shuddered.
Twenty-seven days are enough to make Fang Jifan understand everything.
The original master of this body was the only son of Daming Nan and Bo Fang Jinglong.
The hereditary Count of the Fang family was earned during the battle of Jingnan. The ancestors followed the Yan King Zhu Xi from the dragon to Nanjing from Peiping City. Zhu Xi was kind and gave an iron rice bowl with a big hand.
And the master of this body ...
Well, it's no wonder that I only say a word about how a manly husband can be regarded as a mental disability, because this is a complete scum scum, the biggest evil in the capital, and the prodigal of the prodigal, it can be called full of evil.
A few days ago, this was sick, so I invited a famous doctor to see it. I wanted to come because of a mental problem and never gave up the treatment. After Fang Jifan passed through, he was mistaken for the fact that he was not good because he and The former prodigal had very different personalities, so ... the treatment continued ...
I'm so stupid.
Ji Fang Jifan introspected himself. He was still too young. When he first arrived, what did he say to people to build a career and serve the country and the people?
A prodigal boy with a lot of bad behavior, behaves so abnormally, in the eyes of others, not neuropathy, what is it?
Well, in order to give up treatment, he must have Fang Jifan more than Fang Jifan.
At this time, the door of the bedroom was opened, and a small girl with a good face came in, followed by Fang Jifan's long follower, the guy in the Tsing Yi cap, called Deng Jian.
A new day has begun.
Qi Fang Jifan took a deep breath. For more than 20 days, he had figured out the rules and roughly understood the background of the family. Naturally, he had already thoroughly understood the original Fang Jifan.
When the little girl arrived at the couch, she saluted: "Master, get up."
Fang Jifan opened his eyes, showing impatience. He cheered himself up: "Prodigal son, prodigal son, buddy is a prodigal son, and should not be exposed."
Xi Fangji Fan's fiercely said, "What time is it? Early in the morning, what is the name of a ghost?"
Xiao Xiaoya's face was scared and slightly unnatural: "Sun ... three shots."
"Only three shots ..." Fang Jifan tusks: "Master, am I the one who got up three shots? Sleep for another hour!"
Deng Jian, wearing a Tsing Yi cap, nodded and said, "Master, it's too early, but I'm afraid the master is hungry ..."
"Okay, okay ..." Fang Jifan had to stand up and change clothes with the little girl's help.
Deng Jian, who was aside, laughed lowly: "The young master is wise, the young master is martial, the young master is not changed, admired by the villain, and throws himself into the ground."
"Go to you!" Fang Jifan raised his leg, turned Deng Jian with a kick, and said angrily: "Master, except handsome and handsome, has nothing to do, how dare you say wise and sacred? Wise and sacred can eat as a meal? Dog The same thing. "
Deng Jian rolled on the ground and burst into tears.
Fang Jifan was shocked in his heart. Why is it that Fang Caiyi was serious? Sin, sin, I'm really sorry, but ... hey, buddy is also very embarrassed. If Master Ben is gentle and gentle, how can he give up treatment?
Who would have expected it, Deng Jian rolled up suddenly, but leaned his head, and said with excitement: "Master's illness is finally better, small ... small ... I am really happy for the master, and the cry is joyful and crying."
  Ok?
Can Fang Jifan stay like a chicken?

Research on Mingshi Library Management
Members crossing the Zheng Ming Dynasty capital
There is less evil.
Hongzhi eleven years. It was a wonderful morning. At this time, Zhu Houzhao was an adult. At this time, Wang Shouren and Tang Bohu sharpened their swords in preparation for the Imperial Examination. At this time, the Xiaobinghe era was in the landlord's fool Nanhe Bofu, Nanhe Bo's successor Fang Jifan ... began his prodigal life.

Zion and Luke head towards the Palace of Garford 
"So you are saying, your powers allow you to see Ghosts?"
Luke asks Zion 
"Yes, It's quite a useful power if I need to find a person or get some information out of someone"
Zion tells Luke 
Luke sighs
"And here I started questioning your sanity"
Luke tells Zion 
"Anyways, here we are, I heard from the ghost that the princess is captured right below this Palace"
Zion tells Luke 
"Okay, Let's go"
Luke tells Zion as they both walk towards the Palace gates and meet the Guards there 
"Who are you and what work do you have with our King?"
The Guard asks Zion 
"I am Zion, The Son of Zivon and we are here to meet your King to invite him for a summit at the Kingdom of Light at the Land of Rezolt"
Zion tells The Guards 
"The Son of Zivon you say?!, The same Zivon who is the Hero of This World?"
The Guard asks Zion 
"Yes"
Zion replies to The Guard 
The Guard then goes inside the Palace while the Other Guard stays outside the Palace door blocking the way 
The Guard tells the King about Zion and then comes outside 
"Yes, You are allowed to enter the Palace now"
The Guard tells Zion 
Zion and Luke enter the Palace into the Throne Room as the knee down in front of the King who was the same age as Zion and Luke 
"You are the son of Zivon, right?"
The King asks Zion 
"Yes, I am Zion, The son of Zivon"
Zion tells the King 
"And who are you?"
The King asks Luke 
"I am Luke, The Son of Sid and The Grandson of Fred from Land of Ranrarock, I am an acquaintance of Zion"
Luke tells the King 
"Oh, The Grandson of Uncle Fred, It's nice to meet you"
The King says it in a happy tone as the people of the whole room get disappointed 
"Your Majesty, We told you that you should not talk to people in a friendly manner"
A Girl tells The King 
"Why though, I knew his Grandfather very well and he used to play with me when I was a kid"
The King tells the King 
Luke looks towards Zion and Zion looks towards the Luke as they both look towards the King 
Suddenly A Sword was slammed on the Ground behind Zion and Luke
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!!"
The Whole room went quite 
Zion and Luke look behind them to see a man in armor with a giant sword and a bald head with a mustache on his face 
The Man then walks towards the King 
"What the hell are you doing, Your Majesty I taught you how to behave when on this seat but you don't have any way of doing things, I knew we should have not let you take the seat but your father chose you as the King, Anyways until you learn a bit on how to become a king, I will not let you rule this kingdom"
The Man grabs the King's hand and removes him from the seat of the King 
The King was surprised as well as everyone as he pushes him to the ground 
"Oi, What did you just do to the king"
A Soldier just attacked the Man but was slapped away
"It looks like Aria was right, You don't deserve to be the king"
The Man then charges a punch towards the King 

      End of Chapter 429

One Unfortunate day, The strongest man on Earth died and got reincarnated to another world to be a Servant of a Princess
The Name of that Man was Zivon, He lost his memories from the previous world but still had the powers
He hated the princess as because of her His parents were killed
But One Day his powers from his previous life awakens and he became too powerful
He was then taken away from the castle and that was when the journey began of the Hero of the Another World-Zivon

The little darling reached out his little paws to grab the items as he babbled and insisted on playing with them.
Shui Anluo grabbed his little paws, these were not for playing. What if he breaks them? Both of them would not be able to reimburse them even if they were pawned here.
"Ah, ah..." The little darling struggled unhappily as he held his paws out. He had not even touched those shiny things.
Icy Chu raised his brows and picked the little darling up. He placed him on the counter and the little darling crouched down, using his meaty little hands to sweep the emeralds away.
Shui Anluo placed one palm on her face and watched as her prodigal son swatted the emeralds onto the ground one by one. It was a good thing those were of good quality so they do not shatter easily.
Once the little darling finished sweeping, all that was left was a delicate and exquisite emerald jade. The jade was smalled than a palm and glittered enticingly. It looked particularly beautiful beneath the special lights.
Chu Ningyi reached out to pick up the little jade and looked at the little darling. "This one?"
"Ah pu..." The little darling smiled at his daddy.
"Alright." Chu Ningyi nodded and gave the jade to the salesperson. "Wrap this up."
Shui Anluo's lips twitched, was this a special kind of communication between father and son?
Her son certainly had a unique style when choosing things. He would throw away what he did not like. This prodigal child, ever since he was by his father's side, he had been prodigal to the end[1].
After choosing the present, Chu Ningyi got Shui Anluo to take it and carried the little darling as he left.
Shui Anluo could see the viciousness hidden in the salesperson's smile because she would have to clean this mess in a while. However, because this was her big boss, she did not dare say a thing.
Now that the present has been chosen, Chu Ningyi brought them to the Chu family's old residence straightaway.
Ever since she had been conned by Chu Ningyi into coming here, she had never returned.
The old residence was more lively than usual. The Chu family was considered to be one of the elite families of 'A' City. Even though this was considered a family dinner, the number of people who had arrived was no small amount.
Shui Anluo felt a little repulsed. Aside from the fact that she was the little darling's mother, she has no relation to the Chu family now.
After he got down from the car, Chu Ningyi turned around to look at Shui Anluo who had remained in the vehicle. He looked at the time. "There's still time for you to leave but if the little darling is unable to find you and ends up crying, what will you do?" Chu Ningyi threatened calmly.
"You..." Shui Anluo looked up and angrily opened the door. She had already gone with him to buy the present anyway, why would she be afraid of making rounds with him inside?
Shui Anluo thought secretly and immediately flung the car door shut.
Chu Ningyi smirked. When Shui Anluo approached he handed the babbling little darling over to her and wrapped one arm around her waist.
"Hey, Director Chu, have some dignity, we have no relationship," Shui Anluo scoffed coldly.
Chu Ningyi raised his brow and murmured into her ear, "Are we not the parents of the child?"
His words were too seductive and his breath was much too hot.
Shui Anluo shivered, wanting to distance herself from where his breath had dispersed but did not want him to follow him like a shadow.
"Director Chu, are you teasing a young maiden from a good family?" Shui Anluo scoffed icily.
"Young maiden?" Chu Ningyi repeated and looked profoundly down at his gurgling son. The meaning of it was obviously to ask if she was still a young maiden.
"Ningyi?"
Before Shui Anluo could retaliate, a surprised yet familiar sounding voice called out from behind them.
[1] I think the term you're looking for is spoiled brat.


Divorced, disowned, and down on her luck, Shui Anluo was determined to move on and live a peaceful life… Unfortunately, her ex-husband somehow found out about the baby and insisted that she should move in with him again. Soon, he realizes that he cannot live without her… But the road to marriage is bumpy and Shui Anluo is unwilling to go through heartbreak again. Can she take back everything that had belonged to her and will she find the courage to jump in and fall in love again?

In the corner of a hall there is young  little black dragon with golden pattern in his body lay down sulking. Quietly mumbling "l saw trough my shell hole he hatched from there and mother so beautiful....huuu huuu huuu" 

Helpless expression on little boy while massaging his head he walk towards little dragon try to soothe that young little dragon he pet the head while saying "ok ok if you say i am your brother, then i am your brother. But you must listen what i am telling you." 

Luke thought of something "I am Luke. What is your name?" Little dragon keep quiet and seem in deep though "I don't know, mother didn't give me any but he give you one. I am abandoned son." Little Dragon crying again. 

'What a stupid question i ask....sigh....such a baby' though Luke helplessly.

Even i used be a teacher but I never have kids and i am youngest and only son in my family. Both of my sisters are very reasonable and my disciple all treated me very respectfully. My life so smooth and suddenly after i am this old i need to handle this. Sigh.... So tired.

"Sigh..." I am forgot. I am no longer an old man but i still have mentality of old man. 

I don't really know what is actually really happened but what i can understand those two egg and the mechanisms around the eggs filtered something between the eggs and transferred my cultivation energy from my body to another egg and another egg transferred "youth" to me? Maybe... honestly before I do hope I can be younger but not this young. Luke shake his head silently.

Joan and Ava amused watching this two creatures. Ava go near to the young little dragon and sit beside him. "I never meet your mother but i am glad having you as a son. Do you want me as your mother?" Ask Ava. "I always thought you as my mother since I am hatched" young little dragon didn't really think about the question make Ava heart soft. "Then I am your mother" young little dragon then sit on Ava lap while hugging her calling her "mother".

"Mother, did you forgot about something?" Young little dragon look at Ava eagerly. Ava looks at back at her new son though 'he still didn't forget it' Ava make an act seem like thinking. But young little dragon eyes starting to become watery. Ava smiling and say "How could I forgot, this preciouses little son of mine wanna me give him a name right? But you are too beautiful i want name you with a very special name. Let me think properly." 

Young little dragon lower his head seem little sad "Arden" Ava called "i will call you Arden from now on mean high soar high. Do you like it? I wish you will grow up strong and can always soar high anytime you want"

Then we all decide to go back together and seal the dragon lair until we come back again. We decided to shut our mouth about this accident for safety reasons. Just imagine if the mechanism that can change people become younger exposed, we don't think just the lair been seized but Luke and Arden too will become subject for research. 

Come an idea that Professor Quinn have to receive some mysterious call that he left a will to let his son to inherited all his belongings. So Professor Joan Anderson go and fetch his son to Dragolean Academy.

This new identity somehow convenient rather than to explain the real situations. 

Then they all secretly went back to academy and prepare everything about Luke Quinn will and his new identity.

It's a bit hard for Luke to change all his identity but at least as 'his son' he still can be a family for his sisters and still a part of Quinn family and academy. 

Joan and Ava come with many new name for Luke and Arden the little dragon adamant to call Luke as Argent because fell like his brother name. So everyone just go with 'Argent'

From then on Luke Quinn become history and Argent Quinn is present.

Little 'Arden' name himself as 'Arden Quinn' really shamelessly make himself into the family

The two siblings from different species seemed feel more like real brother now. 

Somehow have a little kid at home really make things different 

Windy morning on September, many people arrived at academy broke the tranquil environment of this few months before. With lively scenes somehow make Luke opsss Argent feel very nervous. Today as the first time he will be introduced as Argent Quinn. 

Even everything already been arranged but somehow it's feel very weird, maybe feel like cheating or been forcefully accepting reality. really hard to explain but let's hope everything will change better from now on  and after.

I am headmasters of this Academy but something happened my body change become a little boy. If before I always think everything is too late but now I hope this body grow up faster so I can get my masculine body faster?.

New intake of this academy already here and somehow i turn to be a student here too. But my Dragon already teenage dragon?

The beginning of our parenthood was both delectable and agonising. Little Issac was born on 15th January. He was growing up bit by bit. 
As the time went by, his facial features became more prominent. He exactly resembles my beautiful wife. 


We thought that our repellent days are gonna end now. Although it only got worse. 


One of the most difficult thing was when Issac would wake up in the middle of the night. Stella's body is getting weak. She already lost the weight and went back to her normal self. Within the two months she became more thin than her original self. 


My mom and mother-in-law stayed here during this time. Stella is very clumsy. She tends to do mistakes a lot. In the night time we had to stay awake thanks to our son. In the morning, Stella would get the sleep which she had to skip. Our moms would take care of Issac. 


In the third week of may, Luke's daughter was born. Lucky bastard. He sure had his wish come true. Not that I'm sulking or anything for having a son. 
But I won't deny the fact that in my heart I was wishing for a cute little daughter. Maybe god listened to half of my prayer which was why my son looks like Stella. I'm sure that he will grow up to be a handsome guy. 


Having a child is like handling a wild beast. Issac is not a quite kid. As soon he learned to walk properly, it became more difficult to look after him. He tends to run around a lot. 
Not only that, he literally picks up everything from the floor and puts it into his mouth. 


Gosh! Babies can give you a hard time for sure. 


The stormy days of child care continues. Issac became one year. He already learned to say ' mama ' but I gotta wait more for my turn. 


Right now I'm teaching him how to pronounce ' dad '. I just retuned from the work. It feels exhausting after a long day. But my tired body can't stop me from playing with my son. 


" Come on champ! Say ' da da '." Laying on the bed with my son, I proceeded to my daily routine. 
Yes, I have been trying it for a week since he first started to say ' mama '. Seriously how hard it can be ? Or maybe I'm not his favourite. 


" a-gahhh " He keeps his little round eyes glued to my face while babbling those words. A failed me stared at the innocence of a child, waiting for the day to hear him call me dad. 


" Are you still trying ?" I move my head to see the source of the voice. It was Stella. 


" I need to keep on trying. Since I don't get to spend much time with him, he is getting more attached to you. No wonder he still hasn't called me 'dad' by now."  Surprisingly, I was whining about my unfulfilled desire. 


" Aww! Are are sulking?"


" Isn't that obvious?" 


" Come on sweetie. Show your dad what I taught you." Stella picks up our child and fondles him on her chest. She whispers something on his ear. 


" Pa pa." Little Issac babbled. 


" Happy now?" Stella asked with a smirk.  


" When did he learn?" 


" He was having hard time with the 'dad' so I tried this one."


" That's it my boy! Dad is so proud. You're a good boy." I hugged his tiny body gently. Every time he does something new, it makes us happy. We feel so proud. 


It's been quite a while since we last saw Luke and Regina. Today they came to visit us with their daughter. We have already met their daughter when she was born. But now that I'm seeing her after a long time, I can tell she is the exact xerox copy of Luke. It's so astonishing. 


How can she resemble Luke yet still look so cute and adorable ? 


" Oh my! Paris grew up a lot. She is so adorable just like Regina." Stella praises her with joy. 


" Sorry to disappoint ya, but my daughter takes after me. Therefore her cuteness comes from me." All of our faces turned sour as Luke begun to spout nonsense. 


" Shut up, Luke. Don't make me beat you up here." Regina gave him a deadly glare. 


" Hah! You're just jealous. Cause my princess takes after me." Pulling his daughter closer to his chest, Luke yells. 


" Jesus Christ! Luke stop behaving like a child." I had to scold him in order to prevent his stupid behaviour. 


" You must be jealous too, right? Serves ya right! Hahaha! My daughter is the cutest." Okay dude! Enough with your show off. I get it. Your daughter is cute. Happy now? 


" You have putting up with that?" Making a displeased face, Stella asked Regina. 


" Yeah." Letting our a sigh, Regina replied. 


" He's obsessed with her." I added. 


" I'm kinda worried about the future. If he keeps on being obsessed with her, Paris might start hating him for sure." Regina's presumptions were some what true. In the mean time, I decided to ask them the question which was bothering me since I get to know it. 



" By the way, why did you name her 'Paris'?" I eagerly waited to hear the answer. 



" My daughter. I can name her whatever I like. Huh!" Luke said with arrogance. 



" I have nothing to do with it. Luke picked up the name." Rolling her eyes, Regina stated. I guess it's not easy to handle a dumbass like Luke. 


" Where's Issac?" Luke asked with a more serious face. 


" He's still sleeping. I'll go get him here." Stella left to get our son. He should be awake by now. Issac was still rubbing his eyes when Stella carried him to us. Luke went and took Issac in his left arm. His right arm was occupied by his daughter. He may be an idiot but he carried them both with care. 


" Remember me, Issac? It's me your uncle." Issac looked at Luke with half opened eyes then shifted his gaze at Paris. With his little hands, Issac tries to hold Paris. 


" Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you already going after my daughter? Well, can't blame ya for this. After all my daughter is so pretty." At this moment we only laughed. He may act like a obsessed father but it can't make us anger any more. 



" I think they will become good friends in future." Regina proudly said. 



" Hopes so." Stella agrees. 



" Don't worry Issac. Your uncle Luke gonna groom you up. Then you will be the next lady killer—— like me of course." Suddenly I get a ominous feeling that he will become a great source of annoyance for my son. 


I wish you luck my boy.

 
~ to be continued

I got married and now I’m cheating on her. 
Why am I cheating ? Well we did a certain agreement and now this is how our life is. 
Everything was going normal. I was having my own life and she was having her own. 



But things didn’t went like I wanted and I came to fall in love with her.


A story with less misunderstandings and more awkward situations between two people. Read the story to find out.
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This is my first story so I hope everyone can give it a try. Since I’m not a pro, there will be some mistakes and errors. Feel free to point out my mistakes. I just write in my free time, it’s my hobby. So read at your own risk. 





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(The cover art isn’t mine

~ Credits to the owner ~ 

If someone is willing to make me one contact me please. )





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