Within the heart of a ruined city a man kneeled.
His snow-white hair glowing under the deep red sky and his violet eyes filled with unseen sorrow.
Only destruction t his gaze.
Ruined and collapsed buildings, the city streets soaked in blood and the once vibrant street littered with corpses.
The corpses didn't belong just to humans. Elves, Dwarves, Beastman and even demons weren't spared.
His one hand held a spear while the space where the other hand should have been was empty.
Blood flowed non-stop like a river, pooling at his feet.
Still, his expression was calm, unaffected by the pain of losing his arm.
"Why?" his deep voice echoed.
The man took a deep breath.
He recalled all his friends, family… and her. All of them had tried everything to defeat Asura but it was no use.
The man's body was broken beyond repair, even breathing was getting difficult.
Still, he held his head high.
He couldn't die just yet.
He had to do his job.
The man's grip on his spear tightened.
An arm made up of pure lightning ford in the place of his missing right arm.
He felt the presence coming closer.
With a low roar, he forced his broken body to move. His mind was clouded but his instincts scread at him to survive. But it didn't seem possible.
Then the world stopped.
Soone appeared right behind him, as if he had been there all along.
The man turned.
He saw him.
Asura.
The dwarves called him The Ender.
The elves nad him The Harbinger of Doom.
The beastn roared his na as The Calamity.
To demons, he was The Bringer of Chaos—a force even they feared.
But humans…
They called him only one na.
Asura.
The man jumped back imdiately.
Asura didn't pursue him. He just stood there looking as if the wounded warrior before him were nothing more than a bug..
His golden eyes burned like the sun but were as cold as ice. His skin was so pale, it almost made him glow. His white hair was like moonlight.
He radiated divinity—like a god judging the sins of the living. A force of nature. And in that mont… the man could feel it.
The man's body shivered just by the sight of Asura. Still, his hand holding the spear was steady.
Asura's eyes t his. No words were spoken.
The man tightened his grip on his spear. Lightning crackled around him, his power still surging despite his broken body.
With a loud roar, he shot forward praying for one last chance.
But Asura didn't flinch. A single movent from him and the spear shattered like glass. The power radiating from him made the air tremble, bending the world around him.
The man fell to his knees, his hand still holding the broken remains of his weapon.
The man spat blood.
His vision blurred but he still saw Asura clearly—standing there, a being of pure destruction.
The man wanted to scream… but no words ca out.
The man wanted to fight… but his body didn't move.
The god raised his hand and the man felt the air shift—an unnatural pressure.
The man gasped but his mind was already clear.
He knew he had lost.
He had lost the mont that being was born.
He had lost the mont… The world made him their enemy.
Asura didn't move but his golden eyes pierced through the man's soul. The silence between them stretched out like the calm before a storm.
And then, the man smiled.
A sad and broken smile.
He understood, It was too late for forgiveness.
Asura's hand descended.
The man barely had ti to scream before the world went black.
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The man's vision ca back to life but it was different now. The sounds of battle were gone.
The pain was gone.
The grief was gone.
He could see only the darkness.
And in that darkness, he heard sothing. An old na which he had long buried echoed in his mind.
"Lucien..."
The words left his lips before everything faded away.
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Within the academy infirmary, a boy with white hair stirred in his sleep.
His violet eyes snapped open.
His body trembled unconsciously.
What was that?
A dream?
No… no…. It was too real to be a dream.
His head ached as a single word appeared in his mind.
Asura.
His whole body was covered in cold sweat.
Just then—
A string of system ssages appeared before him.
[Bloodline Awakening Initiated]
[Body Reconstruction Undergoing]
[Sealed mories Found]
[Attempting to Unseal]
[Error]
[Error]
[Error]
[ ▒▒▒▒▒ Has Interfered]
[Resisting ????]
[Resistance Failed]
[ ▒▒▒▒▒ Fragnt Unlocked]
[Initiating The Vision]
[The Vision Has Ended]
[Skill: ??? Is Unlocked]
[Bloodline Has Awakened]
[Bloodline: Lightning Borne Is Unlocked]
Lucien's mind throbbed harder as he scanned the system windows.
The last thing he rembered was the duel… and Alden interfering. After that, everything had gone dark.
The more he tried to make sense of the system ssages, the heavier the pressure in his chest grew—especially as his eyes lingered on the glitched line.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm in his mind.
That was… probably a future vision, right?
No. It wasn't just sothing he saw.
He had felt it.
Every breath, every emotion and every desperate second.
I've read enough webnovels to know how this works…
Different tilines or maybe so fragnted future?
But then—who was Asura?
He had never seen anyone with features like that.
Asura was too strong.
Even in that vision, where Lucien—or whoever he was—seed powerful… It was hopeless.
But that wasn't what disturbed him the most.
It was the emotion.
I wasn't just afraid. I wasn't even furious.
Even as Asura killed him, the overwhelming feeling wasn't rage.
It was sorrow.
I should hate him. So why… Why did I feel grief watching him?
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Author's Note:
Trivia — Bloodline: Lightning Borne.
There had been a wielder of Bloodline: Lightning Borne in past.
But after a mysterious calamity, all the bloodlines vanished. No one knows how… or why.
So ancient, mythic beasts are rumored to still carry fragnts of old bloodlines— dormant and sealed.
To awaken them requires an unknown trigger… a mont, a bond or a catastrophe maybe.
Lucien has awakened Lightning Borne in its complete form.
Is it a sign of the old world returning?
Or the beginning of sothing far worse?
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