When Aris thought about blood and noble families, he felt an intense rage, for he had suffered greatly because of those words: "Nobles above commoners." And the reason for that was the Law of the Sun Empire, which granted immunity and power to the nobles. This decision was issued by the founding emperor when he united the six kingdoms under one banner, granting privileges to the noble families who had followed him at that time.
You may wonder: Didn't the founding emperor fear granting them such powers?
The answer Aris learned in his previous life was: No.
Because it was part of his plan to make them drown in corruption to the core. As a result, they abandoned training and strength to indulge in a life of luxury. And if anyone dared to resist this path, they would be sent to the borders to fight, gradually weakening. Thus, the royal family weakened the nobles, while continuing to increase its own power and influence.
An idea was also planted: "The blood of nobles remains for nobles," and it was forbidden to mix it with others, even if an ordinary person possessed great talent. Because children born from such mixing would have even greater talent and a stronger aura or magical energy flowing in their veins.
Because of this, those pigs preserved their status, arrogant and retreating from any reform.
As a result, in the future, the Sun Empire would weaken before wars, and if it weren't for Rian, the Hero of Light, along with two other heroes born from the womb of the empire, in addition to Arthur, the crown prince, and Aris, and five of the Twelve Pillars... the end of the Sun Empire would have already come.
They were the faces who repelled enemies and those with ambitions.
"It doesn't matter whether I awaken a special physical constitution or not… What matters is that I will be able to use aura and magical energy."
Aris cared for nothing else, nor for what would happen in the future. In the end, he was tired of working like a dog for people who never gave him his value.
"Even if Intaris returns in the future, that is Rian's role, to act as the hero this time… As for me, in this life, I will strive for my true place at the peak."
Aris lifted the silver vial and drank the potion in one gulp.
As soon as the potion touched his lips, a cold and refreshing sensation exploded within him, like an icy breeze rushing through his veins. As this pleasant sensation spread throughout his body,
the refreshing chill suddenly vanished and was replaced by a lightning bolt tearing his insides apart.
He felt his veins expanding wildly, as if liquid fire was rushing through them, while his blood boiled and surged, colliding against the walls of his vessels until they nearly burst.
His muscles began to tremble violently, then tightened hard as if they were iron ropes on the verge of tearing. The bones beneath his skin crackled continuously, as if shattering and then reforming, each collision sending waves of pain through his body.
He felt his ribs closing in on his lungs, as if his chest wanted to crush his heart.
His nerves ignited like copper wires charged with lightning, each electrical pulse shredding his consciousness into pieces.
His stomach contracted until he felt as though his intestines were being twisted by an invisible hand. His throat filled with a sharp metallic taste—the taste of his own blood rising from within, mixed with suffocating heat.
Even his eyes were not spared; he felt as though they were boiling in their sockets. His vision began to waver, and every blood vessel in his eyes burst, dyeing them in dark red.
His ears caught a strange roar, like the crashing of an entire ocean pressing against his head, while his nose picked up the sharp iron scent mixed with that of burning flesh.
"Aaaaaaaahhh!"
His scream pierced the room, but his body moved by instinct to survive. He shut his mouth tightly and bit into his hand, his teeth sinking deep into his flesh to muffle his cry. Even so, blood seeped between his fingers.
He fell to the ground, writhing, every movement accompanied by bloody cracks opening across his skin, as though his body were being torn apart from the inside out. The bones beneath his skin continued their cracking, some already broken, only to be forcibly fixed back in place by his own flesh.
The pain was beyond description, as if he were being crushed from within by a thousand fiery needles all at once.
And as his consciousness began to fade into darkness, his last words were:
"Damn it… Did my body fail to withstand the power of a fifth-grade potion?… Is this the end?"
That was the last thought that crossed his mind before he lost consciousness.
The room fell silent, as if devoid of life. Only Aris's body remained lying in its center, trembling violently, letting out muffled groans and the sound of bones slowly breaking. Moonlight poured down on him, as if guarding and watching over him. But suddenly, the moon's color began to change… it turned into a pale gray.
Outside, the sky had been adorned with the moon and stars, clear without clouds. But in the blink of an eye, everything changed.
The blue vanished, replaced by absolute darkness, black as a bottomless pit, as if preparing to swallow the world.
Dense clouds formed, swirling into massive whirlpools in the sky, resembling giant eyes staring at everything. Thunder roared, and lightning split the heavens with dazzling flashes.
The winds grew fierce, and from afar came the roars of beasts, as though answering some catastrophe. The world itself shuddered in pure fear, as though something terrifying had arrived.
Volcanoes erupted across vast regions, earthquakes shook the land, and in the oceans appeared massive whirlpools like endless abysses.
All living beings across the world felt fear—not only in the skies, but even in hell itself, where spirits trembled.
In the Heart City, everyone woke up in terror, their eyes filled with overwhelming dread, their bodies trembling so hard that many collapsed to their knees, some even fainting.
At the Heart Academy, figures appeared atop its grand building, led by the headmaster Alan Forster and several teachers. Other beings also appeared, not human-shaped, but from other ancient races. None of them spoke, all of them simply raised their gazes toward the sky.
In the Palace of Pride, there was a young man with hair the color of golden yellow, and blue eyes like clear skies. He knelt on the ground, his whole body shaking from sheer terror. Beside him floated a beautiful young woman with yellow hair and green eyes. This was Rian and his teacher.
The teacher muttered in a trembling voice:
"What could cause such a change in the world… and make these phenomena spread across such vast lands?"
If only she knew… or rather, if only everyone knew… that these phenomena were not happening in just one world, but in all worlds simultaneously. What would they think?
But it doesn't matter. Because the truth would soon be revealed.
The day when the rules of worlds and their history would be rewritten had begun.
The day when the Son of Prophecy would rise, before whom both heaven and hell trembled alike. Only then would everyone witness scenes far greater than this.
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Time passed little by little until the sky gradually returned to its natural state, a night adorned with stars and a moon silently watching the world.
The roars of beasts vanished, the terrifying pressure dissipated from the air. Everything became still, as though that horrifying scene had never existed just moments before, as though the approaching end of the world had suddenly been withdrawn.
Everyone looked at one another in helpless confusion, none able to comprehend what had happened. But the great powers did not remain silent; they began gathering in secret, trying to uncover what had shaken the world in such a terrifying way.
In Aris's home, he was still unconscious, but his body had returned to normal, as though he were simply sleeping peacefully… if not for the room filled with the heavy stench of blood, mixed with a sharp foul odor, and the sight of him lying there: his body covered in clothes stained red and black, looking like someone tortured for days on end.
And yet, there was something strange: the mana particles in the air began quietly flowing toward him, as though returning to their true origin and source. With every breath Aris exhaled, the air around him trembled faintly, as though his body had become a hidden magnet drawing energy.
Night passed and morning came, but Heart City did not awaken as it usually did. Activity was far less than usual, markets filled with whispers of worry, and prices of food and weapons had risen sharply. And if you asked anyone why, they would answer without hesitation: "The end of the world is coming… so we prepare."
At that moment, Aris finally opened his eyes. The first thing that struck him was the stench of coagulated blood and impurities filling the room, so he rushed straight to the bathroom before even thinking of examining himself.
Cold water poured over his body, washing away the dried blood, the heavy iron stench gradually fading. With every drop flowing down his skin, Aris felt his weight lifting, his body becoming lighter and more flexible, with a strange warmth pulsing through his veins.
"What is this… Did I awaken the aura?"
At that moment, as though the system had been waiting for this scene all along, a glowing blue screen appeared before him, its lines shining brightly:
[Congratulation! You have awakened a Special Physical Constitution of EX Rank: The Chaos Body.
(Click for more details)]