Building My SSS-Rank Universal Empire: From Trash to Cosmic Overlord Chapter 2: Forbidden

I understood why everyone stiffened as they placed their hands on the altar, as small invisible needles grappled onto my hand. I stifled a gasp as bitter cold energy flooded into and raced down my body like a dam in a narrow tunnel. It was as if my blood was flowing in reverse.

"So this is essence," I thought.

I was hot, warm, and so cold, but I was also alive, and my very pores trembled at the power that filled . I wanted to run, and I knew I could circle the Highlands with only my legs, without rest, jump, and begin my conquest of the Eternal Skies.

I ignored all other feelings and embraced the power that filled . Greedily, I drank deep and pulled as much as I could into myself. Yes, more and more.

"Is this what it ans to be a knight?" I thought to myself.

The next mont, the power reached my lower abdon, more like the power took all the veins in my body and then reconnected them toward my lower abdon. I was suddenly aware of my core. It appeared ntally to as a small nut of pure silver that spun gently, and the energy rushed into it, enlarging it.

The essence now in my core blasted out, and I was back in myself. I was still at the altar, and the runes on it blazed so brightly I felt heat rolling off it.

Castellen Windsor flinched back in shock, and the murmuring crowd grew into raised voices. People stood, gasping and pointing. What was happening right now was rather strange, as if the power that I was calling, the golden light around , was a challenge in itself. The stronger Knights all reacted to it.

Their auras bellowed out around them, and although they quickly took hold of it, the pressure that suddenly grew in the room was so heavy that all the Aspirants and the new Squires, except for , fell to their knees.

They cried out. "What is happening?"

"Is sothing wrong?"

Nadia couldn’t help the laughter that slipped out as her knees slamd into the stone ground. "You arrogant brat, we won’t ever hear the end of this!"

The Elders, their faces written in shock, stood up as the Clan leader slowly raised himself. His face was still flat, but there was no mistaking the surprise and the glint in his eyes. His dark aura, like murky water, flickered around him as he looked at his son, bathed in golden light.

The Clan leader stood up? Is this really happening? That was even more surprising to than what was happening in front of . My heartbeat quickened, I smiled, then laughed as all the nerves in my body unclenched.

"I did it," I thought. "I really did it."

Maybe for once, I really won’t have to struggle to get what I want.

The golden light gathered together and then shot up in a beam, a pillar that reached higher than the hall had ever seen, so high it illuminated the usually dark ceiling.

This ti, a hush fell over the whole hall as everyone watched, mouths agape. I had just beco the type of genius the Clan had never had the opportunity to birth. Maybe in the Higher or Middle Clans, but not in a small Clan like our own.

A prodigy that would shake the Hinterlands.

It was all they could think about, and the spies from other Clans hidden among the crowd thought about how this would affect their Clans. They didn’t like it.

Then the golden light vanished with its pressure, and people rembered to breathe again, only to suck in sharp breaths as a purple circle began to appear on my hand.

"It tickles," I thought as the purple circle was written by the lingering enchantnts of the altar. "Not painful."

Everyone leaned forward to see my Order. Castellen Windsor narrowed his eyes as if he could wish it to be the Holy Order, and all the Knights moved away from the wall to see clearly. A woman in a black robe with the Scythe of the Dark Order lifted into the air and floated to see what was happening.

The Clan leader’s eyes sharpened, zeroing in on .

In that mont, it seed the very world held its breath. I felt as if everything was slow, and blood rushed into my head. My pounding heart was very loud in my ears.

And then my Order Mark appeared. Everything ca back to normal but not normal as everyone flinched. They recoiled as if they’d seen sothing repulsive. Their auras returned, stronger, sharper, as if they were sharpening knives.

Hostility made the very air tremble, and the newly minted Squires fell to their knees once again. But this ti, most of them slumped from the pressure coming from the Knights. Nadia’s smile froze, and she hurriedly wiped the blood from her nose. Her voice ca out in a thin croak. "No."

Castellen Windsor had lifted into the air as well to join the woman, and his gaze was as severe as my blade as he looked down on her. "A forbidden Order!" His hand sparked with golden light. He was a healer, but that also ant he knew just how fast to kill.

I stood there unmoving, my unblinking eyes staring at the mark on my right hand. A purple circle, yes, but what was inside wasn’t familiar to at all. There was nothing inside, just darkness so deep it was drinking the light. My heart dimd, and sothing shattered.

I saw my plans and ambitions for the future shatter and float away. That quickly? I took a step forward blindly, but I was restrained. Darkness bubbled to life beneath , and thick chains of darkness warped around my limbs.

I looked at it without comprehension, but then I looked up, straight at my father. There was still hope yet; my father was the Clan leader, surely he wouldn’t let a genius waste away just because of so mark. "I’m the fastest sword, the one with the strongest potential," I thought, but it was hollow.

When I saw my father’s eyes, I knew despair. His face was filled with emotion, sothing I had craved since birth, but not this type. He watched with hostility and such hatred that I flinched back.

And then my father turned, slowly, deliberately, and walked out of the hall. His steps were like a hamr striking a coffin.

Then, I knew...despair.