Chapter 157: ORIGIN BLOODLINE I [BONUS Chapter]
[Tsk. How annoying,] the system complained, its digital voice echoing faintly in Aaron’s mind, laced with a mix of exasperation and reluctant acceptance. It already knew exactly what was swirling through Aaron’s thoughts, the calculating greed and excitement building like a brewing storm within him. It was inevitable, after all, with that god-rank luck talent now fully awakened and pulsing with unimaginable potential, ready to bend reality to his whims.
"System. You know what to do. System draw," Aaron smiled, his lips curling into a wicked grin as he rubbed his palms together excitedly, the friction generating a soft warmth that mirrored the thrill surging through his veins. His eyes sparkled with eager expectation, heart pounding rhythmically at the thought of what treasures and powers might come flooding out from this draw, each possibility more enticing than the last.
[Tsk.]
The system exclaimed, not the least bit pleased, its tone dripping with clear irritation and a hint of defiance. The illusory wheel materialized in Aaron’s vision, a shimmering construct of light and symbols that spun fervently with a whirlwind of vibrant colors, ethereal patterns, and cryptic icons flashing by in a blur. The air around him seemed to hum with latent energy as the wheel turned faster and faster, building suspense with every rotation. Aaron’s eyes were glued to it massively, unblinking and intense, every spin heightening his tension, his breath held in anticipation of the outcome.
[Congratulations! You have triggered your passive skill, cosmic jackpot!]
The notification flashed brightly across his interface, bold and triumphant, and Aaron’s grin widened even further, a rush of adrenaline coursing through him, but it was merely the beginning of the cascade.
[Congratulations! You have awakened an Origin bloodline - Night Father]
Aaron’s breath caught sharply in his throat, the words sinking deep into his consciousness like a powerful elixir infusing his very essence, promising untold dominance. But then, without warning, the warnings began to flood in, each one more ominous than the previous.
[Warning!!!]
[The origins have been awakened by your actions!]
The alert pulsed red, a stark contrast to the previous congratulations, sending a subtle chill down Aaron’s spine as the implications began to dawn on him.
[Warning!]
[The Primordials are trying to discern your fate!]
Another flash, the system’s voice urgent now, as if the ancient entities were already peering through the veils of reality toward him.
[Warning!]
[You have caught the attention of the transcendents!]
Aaron’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of concern mixing with his excitement, the weight of such powerful beings’ gaze pressing invisibly upon him.
[The system is attempting to block the prying eyes!]
The notification appeared, the system working frantically behind the scenes, its processes whirring like a machine under strain.
[Warning! System failed to block the prying eyes!]
A failure notice, stark and unyielding, heightening the sense of vulnerability in the room.
[You are at risk of being discovered!]
Aaron shifted uneasily, the air growing thicker, as if unseen forces were closing in.
[System is attempting to forgo your reward in order to protect you!]
The system’s desperate measure flashed, a last-ditch effort to shield him from the cosmic backlash.
[Your Origin bloodline refuses destruction by the system!]
But the bloodline pushed back, defiant and alive, refusing to be erased.
[Warning!]
[Your Origin BLOODLINE is forcefully trying to bind itself with you!]
The alert blared, the bloodline acting on its own volition, surging toward integration.
[System is trying to intervene!]
The system countered, its digital barriers straining against the force.
[System cannot stop your bloodline!]
Failure again, the bloodline overpowering the safeguards.
[The transcendents are close to discovering you!]
Urgency peaked, the threat imminent, Aaron’s pulse quickening.
[Congratulations! Your Origin BLOODLINE has forcefully bound itself with you temporarily!]
A bittersweet success, the binding complete but precarious.
[Your Genesis BLOODLINE is attempting to hide every information about you and prevent the probing of the transcendents and Primordials!]
The bloodline activated its defensive measures, weaving a cloak of obscurity.
[Congratulations! Your BLOODLINE has hidden every information about you in eternal darkness!]
Relief in the form of concealment, the probes thwarted for now.
Aaron stared wide-eyed at the barrage of system prompts unfolding before him, his mind racing to process the sheer chaos erupting in his interface. He had never seen the system behave this erratically over a single reward, the notifications piling up like an uncontrollable avalanche, each one laced with escalating urgency and alarm. The room, once calm, now felt heavier, the air thick with an unseen, oppressive pressure, as if the very fabric of reality was twisting and shifting around him in response to the awakened forces.
"System. What’s going—"
Aaron’s words cut off abruptly as he blacked out mid-sentence, his vision plunging into utter nothingness, his body going limp as he was forcefully pulled into a place of absolute pitch darkness. No single form of light existed in this alien world he was dragged into, an endless, suffocating void that swallowed every sense, leaving him utterly disoriented and isolated in its grasp.
"System. Where are we?" Aaron asked the system, his voice echoing faintly and hollowly in the boundless emptiness, but he received no answer, only a deafening silence that pressed in from all sides like an invisible weight. He remained trapped within this realm devoid of any light, transversing it desperately with tentative steps, arms outstretched in futile search for a way out, but all to no avail. He couldn’t find a single path or landmark, every direction blending seamlessly into the next in an infinite loop. Every step he took felt like he took no step at all, the void mocking his every effort, his sense of direction thrown completely off balance, spinning him into deepening confusion and frustration.
"Where is this place?" Aaron asked aloud to the darkness, his voice tinged with rising panic, about to lose his mind from the relentless, oppressive nothingness that clawed at his sanity, only to be forcefully pulled yet again to another section within the realm. Within that new place, the darkness parted just enough for him to see several mythical beings, all lined up in precise, orderly rows, their forms ethereal and imposing as they bowed in unison before a central being enshrouded in complete, impenetrable darkness. The being sat regally on a throne made completely from swirling darkness, no single form of light daring to intrude, the structure twisting and undulating like living shadows alive with ancient power, exuding an aura of absolute, unchallenged dominion that filled the space.