Hearing those words, not just Xeros, but his wives as well... they all arched a brow.
Xeros he was six cycles old or in other words six trillion years old.
He had never once in his long life felt this particular resonance in his blood, except with one other person—Ellyn Eidora, his younger sister.
Yet here it was again, burning like nothing else, maybe even more than when he was with Ellyn.
But it wasn’t just resonance; it was fear too.
And now he was staring at the woman who claid to be his younger sister and Isis, who suddenly appeared at her side.
He frowned, his grip tightening on the black staff that had reappeared in his hand.
"I don’t know who you are," he said in a low voice, "or what nonsense you’re spouting."
He leveled the staff at Aurora as mana began to gather at its tip.
"Hand over the Heart now, and we’ll let you and that dragon leave safely."
His four wives moved forward in perfect unison, forming a loose semicircle around him—each exuding a power strong enough to shatter verses.
The first wife—tall and lithe, her skin like burnished copper—spoke first, her calm voice carrying the weight of absolute certainty.
"You should listen to him closely," she said, tilting her head as if tasting the air. "From what I see.... You can’t be more than a cycle old... Better to live than die for nothing, right?"
The second wife—shorter, athletic, with short-cropped obsidian hair and scars—crossed her arms.
"We don’t have ti to argue with them. We need this heart to help us back on the Earth plane. Who knows how far those damned invaders have co?" she said, glancing at the others.
The rest spoke up too, but Aurora only tilted her head at the staff aid at her and Isis.
"Tsk, if Daddy knew you were threatening like this," she murmured. "Oh, I wonder how he’d beat you."
She spoke, then began to giggle, her laughter carrying deliberate lodies that made Xeros’ staff lt away.
Xeros’ eyes narrowed, but instead of reacting as expected.... the word she uttered echoed like a thunderclap in his mind.
Of all the won Ash’s fourth incarnation had gathered, only Aphrodite and Persephone were pregnant.
He knew this well, as they all lived in the sa palace.
More than that, he had long heard tales of how his father had died protecting their family back when the invasion of the Earth Plane first began.
"W-what Da... What Father are you talking about?!" he roared, his anger truly beginning to boil over.
"My father di—"
Aurora cut him off with a wave of her hand. She didn’t know how to explain the mystery of their father—well, she could, but it would take far too long.
Instead, she used a projection to quickly show him images of Ash and herself throughout her childhood.
Even though the current Ash looked vastly different—imasurably more beautiful than his Fourth—there was no mistaking him. He faintly resembled the many paintings scattered around the palace.
"Fa... Father?" he murmured, confusion clouding his thoughts. Aurora dissolved the projection and cast a sharp glance at his wives.
"I will consider your past threats as mistakes," she said with a smile.
"I don’t know about the Family on the Earth Plane... but we Originats don’t take threats kindly."
anwhile, Isis had no idea how to react.
She wasn’t even sure when Aurora had so effortlessly erased her side of the battlefield.
As she had no way of feeling Divinity or her powers, so one mont she was fighting and then the next she saw Aurora having a standoff with this group.
She had been ready for a fight, but who could’ve guessed they were actually related.
"Does your father... have a lot of won or sothing?" she asked, and at that...
"That’s an understatent," both Aurora and Xeros muttered.
He turned to Aurora, letting out a long breath.
"Talk... what the hell is happening?"
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While the children of the Unus God were finally gathering, the man himself was in the First Heaven of the Earth Plane.
Ash, Sylvie, Katherine, Rune, Aeloris, Seraphiel, Madison, and Morgana had all arrived just a few days earlier.
What they found was unlike anything Ash had seen in his past lives, yet it matched what he knew had been happening in this Middle Dinsion for so ti.
Only days before, this place had none of the earthly architecture or bustling cities like New York—everything lay in complete ruin, and not a single soul remained in the lower heavens.
All had long since died or ascended to the few heavens that remained.
But that was just days ago. Now, Ash sat alone atop a skyscraper in a familiar city—the very place where his journey had begun on the Earth Plane.
The City of Vyke, which he had recreated much like the entire first heaven and onward up to the sixtieth.
Beyond that, countless clans and civilizations still fought to defend their holands.
Elysia appeared on his lap in her full form. "Feeling so reminiscence?" she teased, already knowing what was truly on his mind.
"Yeah, right. I’m just wondering how I should go about things."
Since arriving, he hadn’t just recreated the heavens but had also gained updated information, all of which ca flooding in the mont he focused on a topic.
He wanted to know exactly which Dinsions were invading—specifically, the sixth Dinsion.
"Should I give them a good old annihilation... or let Aphrodite and Persephone handle it?" he mused aloud as Elysia shook her head.
"You should probably let soone else handle it. Once we sort out this little situation here... I think it’s ti to update your verse again."
She then reminded him about the four or five blank dinsions still waiting for him.
"And besides, Aurora and Xeros have just t each other."
Ash smiled.
"Good, well, let be a dutiful husband and father," he said as he stood.
At the mont, his won were... resting after so fun. It went without saying that if they wanted it, they would get it.
He knew that, just like Madison had felt, a few of his other won would be arriving soon. So, he’d given them so extra attention during his downti from recreating this place.
Which ant he would be handling the situation in the higher Heavens on his own.
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