[Aiden’s POV]
The golden-colored blood gave an aura like that of a forbidden fruit. It floated in the air, and within a second, it shot straight into my chest.
[Brace for Pain, Host]
The system gave me a warning, and I was prepared for pain; something that changes you entirely will surely be painful.
I clenched my teeth and kept my mouth shut, bracing for pain. For about a minute nothing happened. I thought, maybe I wouldn’t have pain, but the next second something in my chest shifted.
I felt pain increasing all over my body; my skin felt like it was stretching and would keep on stretching.
Suddenly, my skin vanished, like it was never there. A scream leaked out of my mouth as I felt the air and the raw mana all over my muscles. The pain was nowhere giving the sign of decreasing.
I screamed and slowly started acclimatizing to the pain, but then, just the next second, I felt muscles all over my body straining like never before.
The pain shot through the roof again; holding myself through the pain, I shouted, "What the fuck is happening, system?"
[The System had informed you before; there never has been a Primarch made from a human. So it’s new territory; I only know you will have to go through pain, a lot of pain.]
My focus broke, I didn’t even hear the system’s answer properly, and I was not in a position to see anything.
The next thing I felt was losing all the muscles of my body; they were shredded and gone in an instant. I couldn’t speak or see or even hear; I was only a skeleton now. That also I could tell by feeling.
The pain was still there with more intensity; with my body destroyed, the next thing pain assaulted was my soul. That’s when I really felt I hadn’t prepared for this type of pain.
I felt the soul’s agonizing pain, and soon my skeleton was also turned into dust. I now only felt an ethereal presence of mine, my soul probably. I tried calling System, but no answer came.
I thought whatever this transformation or evolution was had ended. However, a few seconds later I felt the stretching and churning feeling in my soul, my ethereal form.
I felt like my whole existence was getting erased, and I couldn’t even do anything.
For a moment, a doubt crept into my mind that this was system’s doing but I snapped myself back. If system truly wanted to harm me, it wouldn’t have go on in a roundabout way.
Slowly but surely, I felt myself slipping away. Pain had subsided because I now existed only as a thought. I could tell where I was because I remembered the feeling of mana around me.
As my consciousness was slipping away, there was a question that refused to go down, which was, "Was this it?" Does my dream end here? Was I not brave or willful enough to survive this procedure? Many questions started appearing, coming at once.
But I had only one answer to this: deep down, I want to rise through the world that treated me like a weakling for my ideals and principles.
When I said that the strong should not dominate the weak, it was considered my weakness.
When I spoke against the cruelty of the strong on the weak, I was considered naïve, but now that I have a chance to rule over and create my dream city or even beyond.
I would create a city where being strong is celebrated, but if someone is weak, he or she won’t be berated and discarded. They will be given a choice to make a living with dignity.
Because I believe being weak is not a sin, but if given the opportunity to rise and you still don’t, then the fault lies with you.
So I am not going to go down; I will fight this change happening to me with whatever thoughts I have left.
Even if I had lost my body and my soul, my thoughts are alive, so I will struggle with all my thoughts but never let something or anything perceive me as weak again.
The surroundings, which had become unusually still until now, were like they were waiting for a cue, waiting to see my resolve. Starting to move, I felt the entire Primeval Dominion connected to me for a second.
I saw all the lands, their unrecognizable resources, and all the Mythic Beasts. I could feel my ethereal body again, then the process that had occurred earlier happened again in reverse order, like setting everything back up.
All my pain almost subsided, and in a few minutes, I could feel my body slowly forming again. As soon as I felt the feet under my ground again, I fell down on the ground and surrendered to sleep unconsciously.
I woke up after some time; my clothes were destroyed during evolution, so I just sat up. I felt the wind hit my body, but I didn’t feel any cold.
I looked at my hands first, and there was some type of sigil or symbol that had appeared on both sides of the back of my hand. There were some kind of lines drawn all over my hands and even my body.
Before I could check my body further, I felt an overwhelming presence, but not threatening. This presence was much greater than that of my father.
The size of the shadow increased, even covering the mountains nearby. As the speed of wind increased, the grasses started bending outwards due to the sheer pressure of the entity above.
The wings of the mythical beast unfolded, and majestic wings of reddish gold color came into view. The size of the beast itself was vast, more vast than the whole of Arclight Mansion combined.
The beast hovered in air instead of landing; suddenly a deep voice filled the air, "You are awake, Young Primarch. I am Aerewyn, the Monarch of Endless Plain."
I was still mesmerized by the appearance of the beast when it spoke. However, his voice only brought me out of my stupor as I gathered up courage to take a look.
The beast spoke again, "Although your body is majestic and divine in appearance. You are not my type; take this feather and cover yourself.
My cheeks turn red; it totally slipped my mind that I was naked. I took the feather, which was very huge and wrapped around my thighs and waist.
"Thank you," I acknowledged.
"Welcome to this realm, since you have entered the Endless Plains first. I give you the partial authority over these planes and access to this realm." Aerewyn declared.
"Ahh... Thank you," I muttered.
"My work here is done. I hope I see you again, Young Primarch, when you are ready." Aerewyn spoke and fled away.
I stood there dazed; I couldn’t believe I met Mythic Beast. I shook my head as I focused back on my hands and all over my torso and chest.
I confirmed that my body had completely changed—lines and sigils—and I focused slightly just to make sure that I had two hearts now.
I wasn’t a human anymore; I had become Primarch. My mind was filled with multiple thoughts.
I first reached the pond to see my face; I was taken aback a little. I had hexagonal golden pupils, a sigil of open flame near the corner of both eyes.
The change was new and unique to me and my thoughts were still settling down a bit after the evolution.
I clenched my fist; I felt more powerful than before. My early strength, whatever that was, felt like a joke.
[You should check your system panel. You can get all the information you need from it.]
The system suggested, and I obliged, as I commanded, "System."
The blue-colored, golden-rimmed screen materialized before me. As soon as my eyes landed on the screen, the only response came out of my mouth.
"What the hell...!!"