Emerging from the now-simple well, Asher and Catherine were greeted by Freya, who stood waiting for them outside. Asher's sharp eyes immediately caught something different about her—there was a new aura surrounding her, subtle yet distinct.
"What happened to you?" he asked, narrowing his gaze as he tried to piece together the change.
Freya smirked, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I tried my luck with the Blood Crown Legacy," she said nonchalantly.
Asher's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He turned to Catherine for confirmation.
Catherine nodded, her expression calm but faintly amused. "Since you were busy, I let her attempt the legacy of my family," she explained. "It's rare for outsiders to have a chance, but got one after giving it a shot."
Asher studied Freya for a moment longer, noting the slight crimson tint to her eyes and the faint, pulsating energy around her. "I see. Did you succeed?"
Freya shrugged. "I gained something, but not everything. It's a tough legacy, even for someone like me."
Catherine smirked. "It's impressive that she managed to get even a part of it. Most are outright rejected or worse."
"But it is still with you as you progress and show your worth you will get the rest of it" She said looking at her as Freya nodded with a smile.
Turning back to Asher, Catherine raised an eyebrow. "Would you like to try it as well?"
Asher considered her offer, tapping his chin in thought. After a moment, he replied, "I would like to see it first."
"See it? Not take it?" Catherine asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Yes," Asher said firmly. "I want to understand it before I make any decisions."
Catherine chuckled softly. "Fair enough. Very few approach the Blood Crown Legacy with such caution. Let's see if your patience will pay off."
Freya crossed her arms, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. "Just don't take too long deciding, Asher. Who knows how long it'll remain open for another attempt."
With a nod, Asher gestured for Catherine to lead the way, determined to uncover the truth behind the legacy that bore such a formidable reputation.
She picked up Terence who has fallen asleep at some point and then snapped her fingers as the space around them shifted and they were brought back to same hall just outside of the Legacy room.
Asher took a moment to absorb the immense aura of the Bloodcrown Legacy Chamber. The sheer power resonating through the air was staggering, and he couldn't help but admire the intricate barriers woven into the very fabric of the place. Any intruder foolish enough to breach these walls would be annihilated so completely that not even their ashes would remain.
Catherine approached him with a small vial of her blood. "Here, take this. My blood will grant you temporary access to my aura and let you interact with the legacy."
Asher accepted the vial without hesitation, but instead of drinking it, he focused his abilities to assimilate it directly into his bloodstream. A faint crimson glow surrounded him as the process completed.
Catherine raised an eyebrow but nodded approvingly. "That works too. Efficient."
She stepped forward and placed her hand on the Bloodcrown symbol etched into the chamber door. The symbol pulsed with life, and moments later, the massive doors swung open with a deep, resonant creak, revealing the grandeur within.
Rows upon rows of beautifully crafted coffins stretched out in an almost endless array, each exuding an aura of history, power, and secrets long forgotten.
Asher stood in awe, but his moment of admiration was interrupted by a sudden notification ringing in his mind.
[Conditions for Fifth Cheat met: Own a grand legacy chamber containing more than 100 legacies.]
His eyes widened in disbelief. This whole chamber? It's part of my cheat now? he thought, his mind racing. It hadn't appeared before, likely due to his lack of awareness after he formed bond to the Dark Existence Realm, and was not aware of this place.
Catherine's voice pulled him back to reality. "Go on, look around. Familiarize yourself with the chamber," she said, her tone calm yet encouraging.
Asher nodded, stepping further into the chamber. As he moved, another notification appeared.
[Hall of Legacy activated.]
[Description: The Hall of Legacy records all legacies from the worlds the host has visited. The host may collect any legacy knowledge at any time. However, physical items or artifacts left behind by legacy holders must be obtained from their respective locations.]
[Note: The Hall of Legacy also provides guidance on how to acquire any legacy.]
Asher's eyes gleamed as he processed the information. This wasn't just a collection of coffins, chamber; it was a vast repository of knowledge and power from countless worlds.
"So, it's like a library of legacies," he murmured to himself, "but to truly benefit, I'd need to claim the physical items separately."
He clenched his fists, excitement surging through him. With the Hall of Legacy, he could potentially gain an unparalleled edge in his journey.
Catherine noticed his expression and smiled faintly. "Impressive, isn't it? The Bloodcrown Legacy is unlike anything else. Few have the will to claim it, let alone understand its full scope."
Asher gave her a small nod. "It's more than impressive. Your family surely has a rich history."
Although Catherine talked about this Bloodcrown chamber thinking Asher is awe of this, not knowing it's due to something else entirely, Asher still praised as having this much legacies meant her family was truly great and an ancient family.
"so, would you like to inherit one?" She asked as Asher nodded.
"I will" he said as he used his Absolute Appraisal to look at the center most Coffin.
[ 1st part of Coffin of the Progenitor ]
[ Time, as mortals knew it, was irrelevant to him. Long before the stars first burned in the heavens, before the concept of days and nights was born, the Vampire Progenitor existed. His power was unmatched, his presence a force that could mold worlds to his will. He was no ordinary immortal; he was one of the Primordials—beings born from the raw fabric of creation, whose existence shaped the universe itself.
As a Progenitor, he became the fountainhead of the vampire race. Their strengths, their weaknesses, even their undying thirst for blood, all stemmed from him. To his children, he was a god. To the rest of creation, he was an enigma.
But for all his might, the Progenitor was cursed. What many coveted as the ultimate blessing—immortality—was, to him, the heaviest of burdens. Ages passed. Stars were born, lived, and died. Civilizations rose and fell. Yet he remained, unchanged, unmoved. Time was meaningless to him, a relentless cycle from which he could not escape. He yearned for what even the weakest mortal could embrace: true death. ]
[ For Nonillion Trillions of years, the Progenitor sought an end to his existence. His immortality was not the mere resilience of the body, nor was it bound to the soul. It was absolute. Neither the ravages of time nor the most destructive forces in existence could touch him.
He traversed dimensions, explored forgotten realms, and even stood before the primordial abyss where existence and nothingness intertwined. Yet, death eluded him.
It was after another billion years of relentless pursuit that he found a glimmer of hope—a possibility so profound it seemed almost cruel. If he could relinquish the powers that made him what he was, the core of his being, he might finally sever the chains binding him to eternity. ]
[ The Progenitor's power was not singular; it was a symphony of forces, each one capable of shaping reality itself. These were his Seven Absolute Attributes, primordial abilities that defined his existence and set him apart from all other beings.
In an act of unimaginable sacrifice, he chose to divide himself. Seven distinct parts of his essence were encapsulated into coffins, each carrying one of his Absolute Attributes. These attributes were more than mere powers; they were forces of nature, the very building blocks of creation.
Each coffin was then cast into the vastness of creation, hidden within different worlds, scattered across time and space. These coffins would seek out worthy inheritors, individuals capable of wielding the immense power without succumbing to its weight.
Only when all seven attributes were claimed and fully mastered could the Progenitor achieve what he desired most—freedom through death. ]
[ Each of the Seven Absolute Attributes represented a cornerstone of the Progenitor's essence:
Predation – The ability to consume and assimilate the essence of anything, absorbing its power and evolving endlessly.
Dominion – A power to command all creation, bending wills, controlling elements, and subjugating the very laws of existence.
Void – The embodiment of nothingness, capable of erasing matter, energy, and even the very concept of existence.
Blood Sovereignty – Supreme mastery over blood, not only of vampires but of all living beings, allowing unparalleled control over life itself.
Temporal Supremacy – Authority over time, enabling the wielder to halt, rewind, or accelerate its flow at will. Google search Novel~Fire. (n)et
Primordial Creation – The power to birth life and forge worlds, rivaling the gods themselves.
Eternal Insight – Infinite knowledge and understanding of all things, granting clarity beyond even the divine. ]