Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

"You look extremely displeased."

Solaris clenched his fist in annoyance upon hearing that voice as the man landed in his court without any prior notice.

"Eldorin, I really don't want to talk to anyone at the moment."

In the court stood a tall man, ideally 6'3, with long black hair and striking azure-blue eyes. A pair of round earrings tugged slightly at his ears, and a pan flute rested at his waist.

The God of Wisdom, the wisest deities of the seven and someone who only watches everything from the sidelines, was suddenly appearing before Solaris.

Solaris knew what could be the reason.

And as the God of Light thought, "I have some advice that can remove that frown from your head. The reason for your displeasure will be pushed into another cycle of death and reincarnation and you will regain your control over the Curse, as you had in the past."

Solaris heaved a sigh, "I don't need your help for this. A mere mortal isn't worth being indebted to you."

Eldorin laughed, "You are clearly not in a situation where you can afford nonchalance even if the person in question is a mortal." With his gaze turning serious for a moment, Eldorin added, "After all, the entity supporting the mortal is not something any of us could defeat."

Solaris flinched, before he directed his narrowed eyes at his fellow Deity, "You think I, the Great Ruler of Light, will lose to that puddle of dirt? Really, Eldorin?"

"Yes, you will. And not only you, each seven of us won't be able to survive once the Curse regains all its strength."

Solaris snarled, "It devoured only those pests during the War which I deemed worthless to fight. You think that much would be enough to take me down? You are a fool, oh the Wise One."

Eldorin laughed, his hand slamming against the back of his head. He wasn't mocking Solaris; rather, he seemed genuinely amused.

Solaris's veins appeared on his forehead as he was inches away from obliterating the being in front of him.

Eldorin soon stopped laughing, and while wiping his eyes, he asked, "Brother, you forgot something very basic, it seems." As he opened his eyes, there was evident contempt in his eyes as he said,

"You, me, and every single existence in both realms possess something that makes us mutually vulnerable to that Curse."

Solaris's gaze turned cold. Eldorin was right...Solaris also has a Grimoire, just like every other deity, and that was a limitation that was imposed on any and every being by an individual against whom Solaris couldn't go.

The one who has access to the Akashic Record and the father of the seven deities.

Solaris felt nervous...an emotion that the Ruler of Light hadn't felt for a long time.

Turning his gaze towards the raven-haired immortal, Solaris asked, "Tell me...what do you have in mind?"

Eldorin grinned, "You are so easy, brother."

Solaris gritted his teeth, "Just spit it already, you banshee."

Eldorin suddenly waved his left hand and an orb appeared levitating between them,

"Drakos Prime, the fourth world which would be participating in the Ascension Trial—my favorite ones because they ha-"

"I don't want to know. Just get on with it."

Eldorin rolled his eyes, "You can have one of the ten, bless them and ask them to target a specific contestant during the tournament."

Solaris narrowed his eyes, "If I have to bribe someone why won't I go for someone from the strongest world?"

"Because they won't listen to your command, even if you threaten them."

Solaris clicked his tongue. How can he forget that those brats contain his blood? Surely, they would be prideful.

"The fourth one is your best option considering they are completely devoted to us."

Solaris massaged his forehead, trying to think what would be the best option.

There were certain risks he would need to face if he blessed a few mortals in exchange for erasing that Curse.

'I have already come this far...I can't hesitate now...'

Regaining his straight posture, Solaris said, "If I am going to stoop low, then I shall grant my blessing to all ten of them. I don't want any blunders from this one."

Eldorin scoffed, "Scaredy-cat."

-----------**-----------

Unaware of what was being conspired against him, Alex was making his way into the Blood Domain.

As he have heard, the place was cold and gloomy. The sky was dark, no essence of the sun could be felt. There was no frost, unlike Whiteden, yet the weather was lower than the said country.

Alex could see the beautiful auora in the sky, that made him dazed for a moment.

For a long distance, there were no houses or establishments that could suggest that living beings resided there. Desolated lands, and no scenery that could provide relief to the eyes, except for the skies.

"How far is the Capital City from here?" Alex asked as he stopped looking at the plain sight and returned inside the carriage.
Stay updated with My Virtual Library Empire

"Thirty minutes, at most," Angelina informed as she handed a coat to Jullie. The violet-haired completely underestimated the weather of the Blood Realm.

Alex was baffled, "Even though we are so close to the Capital, it's so empty outside?"

The lady smiled with a troubled expression as she said, "Our Lord doesn't like much noise. That's why he has long forbid any shop or public facilities to be established near the Capital City."

Alex was taken aback. The most eye-catching part of a kingdom is its capital city, and here, the man has completely forbidden any kind of entertainment.

"And what about the shops you mentioned where we could find the Gemstone?" Alex asked; his focus had never faltered from the stone. He really needed that weapon to be made.

"It's about a two-hour ride on the carriage."

Alex hummed, "So like fifteen minutes on foot, I guess?"

Angelina nodded, only for Jullie to add, "Don't try to sneak out randomly. Don't forget our primary goal to be here."

Alex heaved a sigh, "I know Professor..."

"We are here." Alistair suddenly informed as Alex peeked out of the window and found his eyes widening.

The main entrance of the capital city was so huge that even a Minotaur could easily fit in. Unlike other grand capitals filled with golden palaces and lively streets, this place felt different—quiet yet imposing.

The streets were paved with smooth, dark stone, reflecting the faint glow of crimson lanterns that lined the walkways. Tall buildings with sharp, gothic architecture loomed over the city, their spires reaching for the dark sky.

'Ha**y Po**er type of shit ...' Alex inwardly muttered as he marveled at the fascinating structure of the capital city with a smile lifting the edges of his lips.

Soon the carriage came to a pause, before Alistair spoke, "We need to walk from this point."

Alex stepped out of the carriage before helping the ladies, all while his eyes kept looking at the huge castle.

'It's kinda horrifying...'

The fortress stood majestically, an elegant blend of Gothic architecture and imposing grandeur. Its exterior was crafted from smooth obsidian stone that shimmered subtly in the moonlight, with intricate silver filigree tracing the edges of each tower.

Tall, slender spires reached upwards, crowned with delicate but sharp tips as if clawing at the heavens.

"It's...mesmerizing..." Jullie muttered under her breath as she looked at the fort where the most ancient being on the planet lived.

"Bet Sarah would have loved to be here..." Alex spoke those words only to regret a second later,

"Sarah? Isn't that the name of the Saintess?"

Alex laughed, and shifted the conversation, "Mister Alistair, is it really okay for us to go in there without any gifts?"

That question wasn't answered by the vampire as the violet-haired said, "I have prepared a few gifts which the headmaster gave me."

Alex was surprised, "Woah...so that's why you were near the carriage rather than in the office."

Jullie nodded before she took out a few boxes and bags from the carriage storage compartment, with Angelina's help.

Jullie handed a few of them to Alex before saying, "Be polite when offering them."

Alex nodded, "Sure." Not like he was going to be rude to a Monarch for no reason.

"Now then, please follow me," Alistair said as he gestured towards the entrance of the castle.

Alex was steeling his nerves for the meeting, as he stepped toward the castle—only to jolt in alert when he saw a figure flying in his way.

Alistair moved faster and caught the incoming figure in his arms, "Sir Allen?" Alistair looked shocked seeing the Duke-ranked Vampire being bloodied and bruised so badly.

Alistair looked towards the castle to find who could have done such a thing to a Duke, only to find his eyes widening upon seeing the culprit.

"Lady Natasha?"

A pretty woman wearing a black shirt and white shorts stepped out of the shadows, revealing her ominous glowing red eyes, as she snarled, "Remove the dirt for me, Alistair."

Natasha was about to walk away saying so when suddenly, her eyes landed on Alex

She kept staring at him for a few seconds, making Alex raise his brow in question, but without saying anything, she turned around and left.

Alex chuckled, 'Strange creature...'

--------**-------

A/N:- Drop a comment.