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Chapter 90 – Another Turning Point

    Chapter 90 – Another Turning Point


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking down at the nk pages before me, I tapped my quill against my chin in thought as I contemted what to write.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How did I want to do this… and how did I want to organize it?


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I said I wanted to leave this for my children to see once they were older, I didn’t exactly want them to read the exploits me and their mothers did at night as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe some separate ones for their development?


    <span style="font-weight:400">And then there was the stuff about my abilities and experiments… that should be separated too, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… well, for now, I would leave it at something simple for now and simply give a set time for the start of the diary.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could easily remove pages if I wanted to, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And so, dipping the tip of the quill into my bottle of ink, I began my first entry.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘It is the seventh month of the year K423, and it will soon be the end of the school year at the University of Ranoa. This also meant that Sylphy will soon be sixteen. Ah, and I, Leon Greyrat, am eighteen, for your information.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right… I guess that was a good start.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess I’ll start by going through the four special girls in my life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Sylphy is nearing her third trimester, and her belly is clearly showing it. Each time we sat together, I felt my hands drifting down to her stomach, feeling my soon-to-be child growing inside of her filled my with a sense of warmth that was unexinable. It really was amazing.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Even though I had gone through this before, I was just as excited as I had been for Aria, but I was able to hide it better since I didn’t feel nearly as nervous. After all, I now had some experience with my first child, and I also didn’t need to go on any trips right beforehand.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘While it was sometimes considered a taboo to name your child before their birth, considering I wasn’t going anywhere before it happened, I had already decided on the names. Sylphy had said she would leave it in my hands, and while I was initially hesitant, I decided to chose something that I think she would appreciate.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘So, my second child, if you are reading this, you will be named Anna if you’re a girl, and Laws if you’re a boy, after yourte grandparents. After bringing up the idea to Sylphy, she agreed happily, thanking me with tears as I hugged her, even though it was nothing special. After all, giving birth to my lovely fairy was something that should be honoured, and this was an easy way to pay them back.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Smiling at the memory of her sweet smile as she looked down at her belly, gently whispering the possible names, I dipped my quill into the ink once again before continuing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Now onto Aria, my most beautiful daughter… ignoring the fact she was my only daughter at the moment. The newest developments of my active, energetic little girl was that she could now draw and run, which was quite thebination for causing trouble. If you’re reading this, you little troublemaker, you made your mother pretty angry at me when I let you roam free with some chalk. You’re lucky that water magic is good at cleaning wood floors.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Remembering how hard sheughed when I chased her around that day, I felt a chuckle threaten to escape me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Really… what a troublemaker.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I loved her so much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah… I should probably add that, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Aria… I know that in the future that I will tell you lots of times, but you probably don’t understand right now… but I love you. I love you more than anything in the world. So no matter what, never forget that.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… that’s good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Anyway, that’s not all you’ve been doing. You’re also getting much better at speaking, likely from the bedtime stories me and your mothers have been reading you. I even read to you a bit about the story your Aunt Norn has been writing about our adventures after the Discement Incident.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘What else… ah, you’re also very clingy with your parents, especially when it’s bedtime. It’s absolutely adorable, but more than the attention, I am relieved that you see both Roxy and Sylphy as your mothers. You even called Sylphy ‘Mama’, though we will have to find a way for you to distinguish the two. I have some experience with that, so I guess I’ll be helping you in the future. Anyway… seeing all four of us living together in harmony, it feels that I have truly aplished something good. It’s nice to know my selfishness of wanting three women and a happy family wasn’t something impossible.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Truly… I was the luckiest man alive.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I was proud to say I had put in effort to go alongside that luck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘And then there’s my dear Roxy. From how she’s be increasingly motherly, wearing her hair down around the house, along with that curiosity that I found charming even as a child, it was a struggle to keep my hands off of her when we were alone. From how much she had me in the palm of her hands, perhaps I would be getting a third child pretty soon.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">And it was great to know that even a year after Aria’s birth, the increased libido of Roxy’s remained, meaning that even with Sylphy out ofmission, I was left more than satisfied during the nights.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I would leave that part out, though.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘But yeah… the house is good, as well as the rest of our family in Rudy, Sara, Norn, Aisha, and my parents. I’ve noticed that our little family back in Buena Vige has grown quite a bit, so it’s hard to keep up with everyone, but it’s pleasant nheless.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">With everyone in Sharia ounted for, my thoughts then drifted to thest member of my family and thest of my four most precious girls.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The girl I had been itching to see for over a year now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘And then… Eris. I’ve been missing her moretely, as it has been nearly a year and a half since I saw herst. We have been exchanging letters, but those take a month to be delivered, and another month to get a response, so it’s difficult to keep in touch. Besides, while letters were nice, they would never rece the real thing, not to mention the physical intimacy I have been longing for.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘But Eris seems to have been practising her writing a bit more. At first, it was clean handwriting, probably from Isolte, but after the second letter, a familiar messy penmanship made its appearance, along with the gift of her used panties, and a request for my own underwear. It was… quite odd, and I felt like quite the pervert, but being able to smell Eris’ scent after so long… it was nice.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh, whoops.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It seems that my thoughts had drifted to something I should have kept to myself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess it wasn’t so innocent anymore.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sorry, future readers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then there was the rest of my family.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Norn had decided to join Ariel in the student council.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not as a member of her camp like Aisha, but rather as the future student council president after Ariel left.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My little sister was quite popr, it seemed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I would have to make sure any boys knew that they would be making theirst mistake if they hurt her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Aisha had also been growing and had finally stopped wearing that old scarf, instead keeping it as a keepsake since it was much too tattered and worn to use in everyday life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Then there was the orphanage, with ra and Olivia maintaining their wonderful level of care, Nico getting a bit closer with Norn, and a few of the kids learning their first spells… so yeah, it was going well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I still wasn’t sure if it was enough for my promise to help people, especially with all my power, but since I was busy with my family and teaching, I was too upied to do anything else anyway.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Plus, since I was going to get Ariel to the throne, and she said she would make a better country, I think that was going to be enough helping for a lifetime.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I was thinking about the other stuff I should write down, I was then interrupted by a mming door as Rudy barged his way into the study, where I was currently sitting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon!” he said, his face red from exertion as his eyes swam with what looked like… fear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The hell?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah? What’s wrong, brother?” I asked, closing my diary.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You… you need to fight the Dragon God!” he said. “Please! I’ll help you! You need to kill him!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was obviously in a panic, but… what the hell was he talking about?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Fighting the Dragon God?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why?


    <span style="font-weight:400">For what reason?


    <span style="font-weight:400">But either way, while I had certainly grown stronger…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” I said, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “He’s still too strong. But aside from that… what the hell is with you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes widened, his hand trembling in fear as he sat down in the nearby chair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That… please fight him… for Sara and Lana,” he pleaded. “I… don’t want them to die.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Okay, now I was really confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He wasn’t drunk, and I don’t think it was simply a nightmare, so… what was it?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Okay… let’s try to calm him down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rudy,” I said, leaning over to rest my hand on his shoulder. “You know I love Sara and Lana as if they are my own sister and daughter. Maybe not to the same extent, but enough that I would fight and die for them. Even if it’s Orsted. But… I can’t do that without knowing why.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy’s fists clenched as he took a shuddering breath.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Have… have you ever heard the name ‘Hitogami’? Or perhaps the ‘Man-God’?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hitogami… wasn’t that the person Orsted thought I was under?


    <span style="font-weight:400">What’d he call it… an ‘apostle’?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have,” I answered. “Orsted told me to warn him that he would kill him before punching a hole through my chest, so it would be hard to forget it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right… but he hasn’t appeared in your dreams?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” I answered before asking a question of my own. “Does that mean… he does that for you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He simply nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He… he’s powerful. He has influence all over the world,” he said gravely. “You can image what a terrifying enemy that would be.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I myself nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I was strong enough to beat nearly every other person in the world in a fight, that meant there were still some I couldn’t.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And that wasn’t even mentioning the different tactics people could use, like assassins, ambushes, and all that stuff that pure power couldn’t always ovee.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A being who could use all those people… I would rather not fight an opponent like that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did he tell you something?” I asked. “Did he tell you to kill the Dragon God?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I knew the two were at odds, after all, so it was only natural.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And seeing Rudy’s nod, it seemed that I was correct.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tell me, Rudy,” I said, urging him to continue. “What happened?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then told me his dream, about how my descendants would apparently kill this ‘Man-God’, causing the world to copse, and his threat against Rudy’s family and my own if we did not fight Orsted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…I don’t like it,” I said, clenching my fist as I sat back down in my chair. “I would rather kill the Man-God than the Dragon God. How dare he threaten our family…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But I’m not even sure we can… he seems like a spiritual being, right?” Rudy said. “Besides, we wouldn’t want the world to copse, right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe…” I murmured.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But would the world actually copse?


    <span style="font-weight:400">He could be lying, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But with the threat against our families, was there any need to?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t know.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Either way… it didn’t sit right with me to be manipted like this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rudy, I know it’s hard for you toprehend, but I cannot kill the Dragon God. At least not for a long while,” I said, looking down at my fist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was much stronger than back then, but because of that, I also knew even better how strong that being was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was not someone I could kill.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, he had only used his hand, and hadn’t even used any of that insanely efficient mana I had seen in him, so I knew I had only experienced a fraction of his power.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But we can’t fight Hitogami!” Rudy said, eyes shaking with worry. “If we’re together, then maybe we could-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And why do you trust him?” I asked. “I know he’s given you advice, but if my descendants are part of his demise, who’s to say he won’t get rid of them even if the Dragon God is dead? And what if he uses threats to have you follow his every wish after this?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy clenched his fist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But… what else can I do!” he shouted, causing me to narrow my eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shut it. Aria’s sleeping,” I said. “And it’s not <i><span style="font-weight:400">you</i><span style="font-weight:400">, it’s <i><span style="font-weight:400">we</i><span style="font-weight:400">. I don’t know everything about this world, but I do know that this ‘Man-God’ isn’t invincible.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How do you know that?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you an idiot?” I said. “He’s worried about my descendants killing him, so it’s obvious he isn’t invincible.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… right,” Rudy said, massaging his temples. “Sorry, it’s just-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know,” I said. “This… this is all a real shit show.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t sound real, and if I hadn’t heard about Hitgami from the Dragon God before, as well as seeing Rudy’s extreme state of panic, I probably wouldn’t have believed him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But still… what would we do now?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why was it that my descendants were helping the Dragon God?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was it-


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing a bright sh of mana light up the room through my Demon eye, I instantly turned around to the back of the study, only to be met by a very shocking sight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ahh… it wasn’tplete, huh?” a gravelly voice said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A voice that belonged to the old man that had suddenly appeared in the corner of the room, sitting on the closed chest as his hand raked through his short, grey hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What in the ever-loving fuck?


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man lifted his head to look at Rudy, narrowing his eyes in suspicion as he focused on his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re quite young… and you still have your hand… was the timing wrong?” he mumbled, raising a hand to scratch his chin. “No… I set it to when I started the diary… and we’re still in the house… wait, who are you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">With his eyes drifting to me, I stared at the dull, green eyes as they met mine, confusion evident in the old man’s gaze.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Who am I?


    <span style="font-weight:400">No… that’s what I wanted to ask.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Who the hell was this guy?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Showing up in my house out of nowhere…


    <span style="font-weight:400">Cautiously standing up, I slowly drew my sword as I remained focus on the old man in front of me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring how the hell he appeared here, as well as that sh of mana, more importantly, he was… strong.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Incredibly strong.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could feel my skin tingle and my heart clench with anticipation for a battle that would be one of my most difficult yet, but I still couldn’t understand why.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was a frail man with no visible weapons, and with my Demon eye, I could tell that while his mana was blindingly bright like Rudy’s, there was hardly any left in his body.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So… why was I so anxious about him?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who are you?” I said, calming my breathing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I could say the same,” the old man said, waving his hand as a sh of mana sprung out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I tried to nullify it with disturb magic, but to no effect, as the mana raced towards my sword that was being drawn, instantly pushing it out of my hand and back into the sheath.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What?


    <span style="font-weight:400">How… the hell did he do that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t be too hasty,” he said cautiously. “And as for my name… well, I know that one of you know it, at least. I’m Rudeus Greyrat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Both Rudy and I narrowed our eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was this guy trying to joke with us?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t believe you,” Rudy said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That so?” the old man said. “Then… Kitamura Ryousuke.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy instantly shot up to his feet, eyes bulging as he stared at the man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You… how do you know that name?” Rudy asked, voice trembling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The fuck? Was that something like Hitogami?


    <span style="font-weight:400">But why did Rudy seem so shocked and… scared?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Kitamura Ryousuke… it didn’t ring any bells, but it sounded simr to Shizuka’s name, now that I thought about it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Maybe Rudy learned something about that from her?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy did share thatnguage with her, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well… I think you understand already, right?” the old man said, chuckling to himself as he pointed to my brother. “I’m you from the future.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bullshit, was what I wanted to say.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But for some reason… it didn’t feel like a lie.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And now that I looked closer, I could see some simrities.


    <span style="font-weight:400">From the green eyes, to the sharp nose, to the brightness of their mana… was this old man actually Rudy from the future?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps, but more importantly…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How,” I asked. “How the hell are you here… time travelling magic doesn’t exist. And more importantly… why?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Perhaps I can exin some of that, just as I want to ask who the hell you are, but I don’t have a lot of time and I need to say some stuff first,” he said, adjusting his seating. “First… Rudy, you need to send a letter to Eris. I know that-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, hold on a second,” I said, cutting him off. “What the hell do you have to do with my soon-to-be wife?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">This time, it was the old Rudeus’ turn to be shocked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Old Rudeus sounded weird… how about Oldeus?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, Oldeus was shocked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean?” he asked, confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s what I want to ask, as well as with all the other shit you’ve been saying, so I can’t have you dying just yet,” I said, walking over to him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was initially confused by what he meant by ‘not having a lot of time’, but as the moments passed, I saw his skin be paler and his lips bluer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He was dying.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And from the way his mana swirled around his insides, he seemed to be missing some essential parts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s useless,” Oldeus said as I ced my hand on his chest. “Only a King-ranked healing spell can regenerate organs.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, then you’re in luck,” I said, beginning to regenerate it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But as I continued pumping healing magic into him, I noticed that the organs I was regenerating were extremely frail.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He… even if I fixed this, it didn’t seem he would have long left to live.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His ‘lifespan’ was nearing its end, so to say.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I’ll be…” he said, his voice containing quite a bit of awe. “Chantless healing magic at that level… you’re a fucking monster, huh?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I… don’t know whether that’s apliment,” I said, frowning.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This guy… he was really fucked up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Now that I spread my healing across his body, I noticed that his entire body was deteriorating, along with the many scars that littered his skin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is. If only I had something like that back then…” he said with envy, shaking his head. “But either way, while I appreciate it, I will die soon anyway. I was on myst legs before, and after using up all that mana, I don’t think I have much longer.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But long enough to exin what the fuck is happening, right?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure, kid,” he said, looking over at Rudy and the surrounding room again before he continued. “It seems that a few things have changed, but firstly… who are you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The question was directed at me, obviously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m Leon Greyrat,” I answered evenly. “Rudy’s brother, an Elemental Emperor, and the future husband of three wonderful women. Oh, and I’m also a father.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He widened his eyes at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“An Emperor… but what the hell is the Elemental shit?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My own style,” I said. “A fuse of all three sword styles and also chantless magic. Anyway, is that enough?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His eyes scanned over me before returning to Rudy once again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I suppose… but it seems a lot has changed. It’s not the time I was expecting, and it seems the past is different as well… from how myself is right now, I’m guessing you haven’t gone to Begaritt then?” he said. “Which means Roxy isn’t pregnant yet…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy and I stared at each other in confusion before he began exining.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uhm… we already went to Begaritt,” Rudy said. “We were able to get Mother and Lilia back, and that was two years ago…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ignoring the way Oldeus’ jaw dropped, I continued, “And Roxy isn’t pregnant. She had my daughter, Aria, only a year ago, so we’re not quite ready for another.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oldeus narrowed his eyes at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your daughter… is Roxy one of the three women you mentioned?” he asked, his shock slowly fading away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah,” I nodded. “She’s eternally beautiful. Especially when she lets her hair down and uses her teaching tone.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He massaged his beard, which was stark grey like his hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… at least you have good taste,” he said, nodding to himself. “But it seems more has changed than I thought. You two… tell me your stories from the beginning. I’ll ask you questions, but make it quick.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And so… we did.


    <span style="font-weight:400">From the moment of my birth, all the way to the current day, with Oldeus showing amazed expressions as well as some despondent ones as we continued.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He also told us how some things were different from his reality.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mainly in how I… wasn’t there.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t picked up by Mama, and I never met my family, Sylphy, Eris, or Roxy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I… was quite saddened by that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What changed?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Did I die?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Did the bandits never attack my vige?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was I simply dropped off at a nearby orphanage?


    <span style="font-weight:400">How… how close was I to never having the life I currently had?


    <span style="font-weight:400">It made me scared… I kind of wanted to run over to Mama and thank her once again for taking me under her loving care, but there were more important things to deal with.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After our story was finished, Oldeus leaned back against the wall, staring at the ceiling as pain radiated his entire expression.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon Greyrat… you weren’t in my reality, but how I wish you were,” he said. “Paul, Eris, Roxy, Sylphy, Aisha, Zenith… yeah, it’s for the best you were here. Because you’re damn strong and not an idiot like me, so many survived… everything seems better…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He then shook his head, looking down to stare at Rudy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You… you said that the Man-God visited you, right?” he said, his eyes narrowing as Rudy nodded. “And I’m guessing it’s not about checking the basement?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, he… wanted me to kill the Dragon God,” Rudy said, steepling his fingers. “Apparently, Leon’s kids and Orsted will team up to defeat him in the future, so… he wants me to stop that from happening.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oldeus clenched his fist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Roxy and Sylphy’s descendants… then that must be why,” he said, anger evident in his voice. “I thought he was just torturing me for his own amusement, but there was an actual damn reason… I don’t know if that’s better or worse.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy and I looked at each other once more in confusion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This must be another thing different from the future.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Torturing you… what does that mean?” Rudy asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s a fucking liar, that Man-God,” Oldeus spat. “My entire life’s purpose since learning of his treachery has been to end that despicable being, and as I neared my end, I decided to try a different way of fucking him over.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">So that’s why he was here…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Learning of his treachery… what did he do?” Rudy asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oldeus looked at me, forming an awkward frown before he answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You said you were with Sara… right, kid?” he said, gesturing to Rudy. “Well… in my timeline, I was married to Sylphy and Roxy. In this very house too, if you could believe it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I… didn’t know how to feel about that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had expected it from the way his face softened at the two’s names when they came out, as well as the way he understood many of the situations I found myself in with them, but still… that was quite a shock.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess it was just a matter of circumstance, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could think about thatter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">More importantly, from how despondent he looked…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They… died, didn’t they?” I asked. “Eris too, from what you said before… but I feel there’s something more to that story.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph… yeah, but that doesn’t matter right now,” Oldeus said, his face crumpling in anger. “But yes. Sylphy and Roxy died due to the Man-God’s schemes. I may have been the scummy idiot that made mistake after mistake, but he himself bragged about how his machinations led everything to that point.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt my fists clench.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Past that Man-God suggesting that Rudy kill my kids, and threatening to kill my sister and niece if he didn’t follow his words, I now had a much bigger reason to kill him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll end him,” I said. “There won’t be a need for him to worry about my descendants. I’ll do it myself.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oldeus chucked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s what I’ve been saying for the past nearly fifty years, brat,” he said, eyes pained. “I would say that it’s useless, but if he’s scared, then it’s definitely possible… and you’re a crazy strong bastard…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sighing, he then shook his head before looking at Rudy and me seriously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Listen. I have more anger for that being than anyone else, but there is no need for you to get revenge on my behalf. Don’t trust his words, but don’t make him an enemy,” he advised. “He can create allies out of nowhere and is extremely powerful, and even if there is a way to get to him, I haven’t found it in all my years of life.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I… couldn’t ept that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps I didn’t have to take on his revenge, but even if it was stupid… I felt the need to get revenge myself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, even if they weren’t my Sylphy and Roxy, they were still the same girls at heart.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The same beautiful women that I loved so dearly… I wouldn’t let their deaths stand, even in another timeline.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Plus, he was after my descendants, right?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t one to just wait around and let him kill my children or my grandchildren.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I would stop him before he had the chance.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then I’ll just get stronger,” I said. “I won’t ept my family possibly being in danger, and who’s to say he will ever stop being our enemy?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oldeus looked at me for a moment before sighing,


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I guess that’s true… if you truly want to walk that path, then the Dragon God might actually be your ally,” he said. “I didn’t meet him other than that one encounter, but Nanahoshi might have a clue. By the time I realized the connection… it was already toote.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He whispered out a pained ‘dammit’ as he released yet another sigh of regret.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now, listen up. You especially, younger me,” he said, holding out his hand. “Magic… it’s near-limitless. It’s all powerful. It truly is magical… Anything can be done with it, from gravity, telekinesis, lightning, even time itself… so don’t be shackled by the restrictions this world has set. Expand your thought process, and don’t think that anything is impossible.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Watching the mana lift from his palm, I watched as it changed form, instantly forming a ball of deep purple as nearby objects began shooting towards it, and a momentter, they all stopped. The flying objects being wrapped in his mana as they slowly moved back to their rightful ces.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Telekinesis and gravity control… that was amazing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Here. Take this,” he said, taking out a ragged, old journal. “Since everything changed, the events are basically useless, but my research and abilities might prove useful for inspiration, if nothing else.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking the journal, I watched as Oldeus got paler and paler.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You… Leon… thank you, for keeping all of them safe. Sylphy, Roxy, my family… ah, and thanks for giving Zenith and Paul an actual child too,” he said, pushing my hand that was trying to keep him alive away. “Keep them safe… please.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">An actual child?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was confused by what he meant, but it must be the pain of his mistakesbining into a feeling of intense guilt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But either way, as for his request…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I nned to do that from the start,” I said firmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking a shaky breath, he nodded at me before turning to my brother.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And you… value your family, and don’t ck off if you need to get stronger. But at the same time, don''t chase after power if it’s not needed. The people in your life are much more valuable. Just… don’t end up a cynical, hateful old man like me… especially when you have a crazy strong brother at your side,” he said, clenching his fist. “Treat Sara and your child right, as well as any future women and children you end up with. I of all people know your lust will get the better of you, but at least control it so that you don’t hurt your loved ones like I did. And… take care of Nanahoshi too. You can read the diary for as to why, but… be there for her.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy nodded seriously at his older self as the sound of crying then broke out, Aria’s voice calling for ‘Dada’ as she screamed from upstairs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Must be a nightmare… shit, this was bad timing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oldeus, who was looking out the door towards the noise with aplicated expression, then looked back at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s yours, I’m guessing?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… Aria Greyrat,” I exined. “She’s Roxy, and she… she’s beautiful.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can imagine,” he said fondly, closing his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… she really was beautiful.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Calling for her dad, huh? I’m jealous… I never got that. Not that I deserve it…” he said, smiling slightly. “I’m… d those two will be happy, so… I leave them to you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">His head then turned upwards, his eyes turning ssy as his lips quirked up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… Roxy… Sylphy… you’re both as beautiful as ever…” he said, voice tinged with regret and sadness. “This time… you won’t be left… with a shitty man like me… at least I can…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And then… the light left his eyes as his body tensed, the sound of shaky breathing no longer present in the room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudeus Greyrat had died.
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