Third Person's POV
In the middle of the huge space, his broken saber stood with a trio of crystal-thin green daggers, so enchanted arrows, and several sets of his signature dark attire that were ticulously prepared for him by his Master Nyx.
His clothes bore its usual elegant silver embroidery on the collars and sleeves, They were simple yet refined and were never ostentatious.
He continued searching and finally, his gaze landed on a dusty shelf in the corner.
It held so old boots, spare weapons, and old books… but then he felt the familiar pulse once again.
His soul sense zeroed in on the sensation and his heart skipped a beat as his eyes landed on a small, oval-shaped object, tucked beside his worn boots.
Ethan stared at it dumbfoundedly and was montarily frozen.
That's…
His breath hitched.
No… it couldn't be.
Carefully, he withdrew the object from the storage and held it before him. His fingers trembled as realization struck him.
It was the Storm Eagle Egg.
The very sa egg his grandfather had gifted him for his awakening ceremony and tenth birthday.
How could I have forgotten about this?
A wave of emotions crashed over him—nostalgia, guilt, and sothing else… sothing profound. He cursed himself for neglecting such a precious gift.
The girls watched in bewildernt as Ethan placed the palm-sized black egg onto the velvet bed and his gaze locked onto it with rapt attention.
He reached into his mories, and a familiar past line from Eterna Nexus echoed in his mind again.
[A mutated Storm Eagle Egg, possessing the potential to grow into a Shadowstorm Eagle.]1
His eyes widened.
Five years ago, it only had a few black spots… but now?
It was completely pitch black. Sothing had definitely happened in the ti he had forgotten about it.
A visible crack ford on the egg's smooth surface. At the sa ti, a sudden soft boom erupted from within and sent a visible ripple through the air.
The unexpected sound made Velcy jolt as she clutched her ears in discomfort. Reacting swiftly, Ethan reached out and shielded her ears with a sharp expression fixed on his face as he stared at the egg attentively.
He and Virelle were both Grade-Two beings and were unaffected but the thundering power resonating from within the egg was undeniable.
Virelle's gaze was filled with awe.
"What… what kind of egg is this? How can it make thunderous sounds before even hatching? And why didn't you tell us about this earlier, Brother Ethan? Was this sothing your Master Nyx gave you?"
Ethan grimaced slightly at her rapid-fire questions while he rubbed his forehead. He sighed before finally answering.
"This… is a Storm Eagle Egg—"
"Impossible!" Virelle interrupted with excitent and curiosity gleaming in her eyes.
"Storm Eagles are lightning and thunder-attributed creatures, yes, but their eggs are never black. And they don't emit such thunderclaps before birth! What in the world…?"
Ethan exhaled slowly and shook his head.
"Let finish, Virelle."
She scowled at being cut off though she had cut his words at first but she nodded nevertheless.
"Well, to be precise, this is a Storm Eagle Egg that I received as a gift, not from my Master Nyx, but from my grandfather," Ethan clarified as his voice carried an unmistakable hint of emotion.
In his past life, he had never known the warmth of family mbers. There had been no gentle guidance and no familial bond to anchor him.
But in this life, things were different. His grandparents were a real presence, and he had ford a genuine connection with them over the ten years he had lived in the Mistborn Castle.
As he spoke, his gaze drifted to the horizon, where the golden-orange hues of the rising sun painted the sky. He withdrew his hand slightly as he wanted Velcy to listen as well.
This was the first ti he was giving them a small glimpse into his true origins. Though he had already shared a rough version of his past with Virelle, this was a step further.
"It happened on my tenth birthday, back in the Dark Star Continent. Humans have sothing called an Awakening Ceremony when they turn ten.
It is a grand ritual that determines their awakened elent.
But during that ceremony, I was unknowingly teleported to this continent.
My main affinity was the darkness elent, and I believe that due to this, along with the influence of the Dark Forest's environnt, the Storm Eagle Egg underwent a transformation.
Instead of hatching into a normal Storm Eagle, it was corrupted into a mutated Shadow Storm Eagle.
However, with everything that followed it including my struggles for my survival, and my eventual eting with my Master Nyx—the egg was pushed to the back of my mind.
It remained forgotten and tucked away in a corner of my spatial ring… until now."
Both girls gasped at his statent and they realized sothing at the sa ti.
This egg had been dormant for nearly eight years.
But Ethan understood the true cause of its mutation. It wasn't rely the influence of the Dark Forest or his Dark affinity but sothing far more profound was behind it.
It was the Eternal Eclipse Ascension technique, a god-tier cultivation thod that he was sure stood at the pinnacle even among the distant Great Worlds.
The dark magic energy he cultivated through this technique wasn't just potent—it was fundantally different at its very core and surpassed conventional limits.
Of course, this was still speculation on his part. However, the fact that it was a god-tier technique was beyond question, as the Eterna Nexus itself had confird its authenticity.
Ethan refocused on the present as the egg trembled on the bed, signaling the final mont of its hatching.
A sharp crack echoed through the carriage and was followed by a low rumble that made the air itself shudder.
Velcy winced and her hands flew to cover her ears, while Ethan and Virelle remained steady with their eyes fixed intently on the egg.
Refer chapter 22
User Comments
0 comments from readers