The story of Stormbreaker, Alexander, was surprisingly rather common for his era. He was born as a slave to unknown parents and lived his life as a slave. But in his heart burned the fire of freedom.
Unlike many Blessed who obtained the status from birth or late in their adulthood, Alexander became Blessed far later in his age. Making him wiser and stronger than most other Blessed.
"Do you think those blueprints are worth something?"
This wasn't some sort of dystopian world coming out of a great destruction that ruined their civilization which made it so people in the past were better in both lifestyle and technological advancement. The simple reason for that was because many of the people from the so-called 'past' were still alive to this day.
It was logically impossible that after more than one thousand years of progress, the Dwarves of back then were somehow more advanced than those of today.
"In terms of talent, I believe he wasn't inferior to Theresa. Of course, I am talking about them as blacksmiths."
Sol stopped his train of thought and listened to Persephone with interest.
"He was an epoch changing genius tinkerer and inventor. It's hard to say if the thing he made back then were of superior quality or not. But losing the blueprints he created with his own hands made the dwarves lose an entire branch of their history and technology. Furthermore, it was said that he had created weapons that were infinitely close to the Divine grand."
This time, Sol's interest was completely taken by those words. His Divine Weapon may not be of the attack type, but it allowed him to completely observe the threads of Fate as if he were the god of this universe.
He couldn't even imagine what the other divine weapons would be like but even something close to it would be insane.
'If Theresa can get her hands on them then...'
He chuckled, the simple thought of having a bunch of semi-divine weapons for himself was insane, to say the least.
'With this, conquering the world and even fighting the angels wouldn't be much of a problem... I think.'
Sol sighed, he had an insight into most countries except the angels. They were the most complex among all the kingdoms in the Mortal Realm.
While demons seemed to have devolved and diversified after losing their divine status, it seemed like things were different for angels.
Even their personal power aside, the arsenal they had at their disposal and their air superiority made it so that entering a war with them would cause innumerable losses to the invading side.
"Persephone, Medea... I have a sudden question. If Salem went against Slothein, who would win?"
Persephone shared a glance with Medea before shaking her head, "You can consider the core strength of angels as not inferior to the true divine beasts and that without adding their weapons of mass destruction."
Medea nodded her head in acknowledgment, "The good thing is, angels are basically the guardians of this world. They will not use any weapons that will endanger the integrity and stability of this realm. So honestly, it can go either way."
"I see."
He nodded. He had been playing around till now but things were not as easy as he had thought them to be. 'I need to become a King fast. But the problem is... What should be my name.'
Sol was facing a problem only a reincarnator like him could face. Unlike the people of this world who simply followed their ways and were bestowed a name that matched them by the world in recognition of their achievements, Sol was actually very well versed in terms of mythology.
This means that... He had the road wide to train in the best way to obtain the name he wished.
'The best name for me would perhaps be Hyperion or any name related to a sun god??'
He scratched his head in frustration. Sol had long since realized that he was surrounded by people related to the myth of the sun gods. Hell, even his name was already that of such a god.
He could feel it at his fingertips. Like how he could have chosen to create his Domain by following the Slaughter Intent after his training in Tartarus, Sol was sure that he could obtain his True Name if he so wished at any moment, thereby starting the transition to the King rank like Isis and Nefertiti.
But...
'I don't like it.'
The name was supposed to be an upgrade of the Zone, the completion of a path walked for a very long time, the embodiment of all the skills learned.
This was so for Lilith or all the witches as well as the Dragon Kings he had met in the Dragon territory of the Astral Realm. It was a truth for everyone who walked on the path toward godhood.
In Sol's case, Hyperion suited his divine weapon more than it suited him. [l] Hyperion could sec the world. But he could not manipulate it.
Sol felt like if he took this path, all this would ultimately result in just stunting the growth of his own Dimension and Zone.
'I should talk to Kali about this later.'
Standing aside, Milia and the other three stayed silent as they observed Sol enter into deep thought. They knew very well that this was a habit of his when he was dwelling on important matters and they did not wish to affect his train of thoughts no matter what.
They stayed still, basking in the silence for a while, each thinking about their own set of circumstances. Their silent streak was finally broken when the bunny girl came back with the raccoon girl in tow. Her face was red and she had changed her clothes to something more suitable to be presented before the Prince of their kingdom.
"I beg your forgiveness."
"It matters not."
Sol knew that if he had been a normal person, he would have also fainted at the display he had put up before the poor girl. This simply proved further how different his life was currently from the normalcy of the world.
"Since you are ready, we will directly go to the encampment. Lilith should have reached there by then too."
Persephone nodded her head and approached the horses, patting them on the head. As she was able to control life and nature, it was not complicated for her to simply empower animals for a short while without endangering their life.
"Let's go full throttle toward the destination."
The chariot moved like a race car. Something incomprehensible but still possible for the Prince's group.
While Sol was approaching the encampment, the atmosphere at that place was rather strained.
The knights all gave a salute of respect upon the arrival of Camelia and Lilith in the encampment. Their backs were ramrod straight and sweat gathered at the corner of their temples from the nerves they were feeling right now. They even gave it their all to not even breathe too loudly. Lest it may disrupt two of the highest-ranking woman in the hierarchy of their Kingdom.
It didn't matter to them how much younger Lilith had become right now. There was simply no way to not recognize this sharp sword energy that the greatest sword wielder in existence naturally emanated just from her existence.
Even though Lilin and Lilith were standing side by side, facing each other, the mother and daughter pair were so alike in appearance that the tension was at an all-time high.
They felt like they would be immediately cut down if they made even the slightest mistake right now. So, all they could do was pray that they made no such mistake.
"What bring you here, your majesty?"
Watching Lilin put one knee down in front of Lilith, all the knights wished they could be anywhere but here.
They could certainly feel the start of a storm brewing past the horizon. A storm that may devastate the whole encampment at its roots.
May the goddesses save them all from this cacophony of doom.
[AN: Hyperion is the god of light or the Sun titan. His name means "Watcher from Above" or "He who is Above," and thanks to his authority, one can say that he is basically able to see everything happening in existence. In some stories, Hyperion had spent so much time watching the movements of people and aspects of the universe that he began to recognize their patterns. So yeah, Sol's Divine Weapon is kinda based on him.]
(AN: I am sorry for the late chapter. Kinda reached a small flunk and took my mind off SHK by focusing on MP a little. Some people asked me if I wanted to drop SHK and the answer is hard no. I have been writing this for three years now. Even leaving aside how my reputation would take a hit if I gave up on my first contracted novel, there is no way in hell I am not finishing SHK. I am sorry if I worried you guys. I will make sure to keep a minimum of 5 chapters a week and fight to maintain 7 a week from now on.)
The story of Stormbreaker, Alexander, was surprisingly rather common for his era. He was born as a slave to unknown parents and lived his life as a slave. But in his heart burned the fire of freedom.
Unlike many Blessed who obtained the status from birth or late in their adulthood, Alexander became Blessed far later in his age. Making him wiser and stronger than most other Blessed.
"Do you think those blueprints are worth something?"
This wasn't some sort of dystopian world coming out of a great destruction that ruined their civilization which made it so people in the past were better in both lifestyle and technological advancement. The simple reason for that was because many of the people from the so-called 'past' were still alive to this day.
It was logically impossible that after more than one thousand years of progress, the Dwarves of back then were somehow more advanced than those of today.
"In terms of talent, I believe he wasn't inferior to Theresa. Of course, I am talking about them as blacksmiths."
Sol stopped his train of thought and listened to Persephone with interest.
"He was an epoch changing genius tinkerer and inventor. It's hard to say if the thing he made back then were of superior quality or not. But losing the blueprints he created with his own hands made the dwarves lose an entire branch of their history and technology. Furthermore, it was said that he had created weapons that were infinitely close to the Divine grand."
This time, Sol's interest was completely taken by those words. His Divine Weapon may not be of the attack type, but it allowed him to completely observe the threads of Fate as if he were the god of this universe.
He couldn't even imagine what the other divine weapons would be like but even something close to it would be insane.
'If Theresa can get her hands on them then...'
He chuckled, the simple thought of having a bunch of semi-divine weapons for himself was insane, to say the least.
'With this, conquering the world and even fighting the angels wouldn't be much of a problem... I think.'
Sol sighed, he had an insight into most countries except the angels. They were the most complex among all the kingdoms in the Mortal Realm.
While demons seemed to have devolved and diversified after losing their divine status, it seemed like things were different for angels.
Even their personal power aside, the arsenal they had at their disposal and their air superiority made it so that entering a war with them would cause innumerable losses to the invading side.
"Persephone, Medea... I have a sudden question. If Salem went against Slothein, who would win?"
Persephone shared a glance with Medea before shaking her head, "You can consider the core strength of angels as not inferior to the true divine beasts and that without adding their weapons of mass destruction."
Medea nodded her head in acknowledgment, "The good thing is, angels are basically the guardians of this world. They will not use any weapons that will endanger the integrity and stability of this realm. So honestly, it can go either way."
"I see."
He nodded. He had been playing around till now but things were not as easy as he had thought them to be. 'I need to become a King fast. But the problem is... What should be my name.'
Sol was facing a problem only a reincarnator like him could face. Unlike the people of this world who simply followed their ways and were bestowed a name that matched them by the world in recognition of their achievements, Sol was actually very well versed in terms of mythology.
This means that... He had the road wide to train in the best way to obtain the name he wished.
'The best name for me would perhaps be Hyperion or any name related to a sun god??'
He scratched his head in frustration. Sol had long since realized that he was surrounded by people related to the myth of the sun gods. Hell, even his name was already that of such a god.
He could feel it at his fingertips. Like how he could have chosen to create his Domain by following the Slaughter Intent after his training in Tartarus, Sol was sure that he could obtain his True Name if he so wished at any moment, thereby starting the transition to the King rank like Isis and Nefertiti.
But...
'I don't like it.'
The name was supposed to be an upgrade of the Zone, the completion of a path walked for a very long time, the embodiment of all the skills learned.
This was so for Lilith or all the witches as well as the Dragon Kings he had met in the Dragon territory of the Astral Realm. It was a truth for everyone who walked on the path toward godhood.
In Sol's case, Hyperion suited his divine weapon more than it suited him. [l] Hyperion could sec the world. But he could not manipulate it.
Sol felt like if he took this path, all this would ultimately result in just stunting the growth of his own Dimension and Zone.
'I should talk to Kali about this later.'
Standing aside, Milia and the other three stayed silent as they observed Sol enter into deep thought. They knew very well that this was a habit of his when he was dwelling on important matters and they did not wish to affect his train of thoughts no matter what.
They stayed still, basking in the silence for a while, each thinking about their own set of circumstances. Their silent streak was finally broken when the bunny girl came back with the raccoon girl in tow. Her face was red and she had changed her clothes to something more suitable to be presented before the Prince of their kingdom.
"I beg your forgiveness."
"It matters not."
Sol knew that if he had been a normal person, he would have also fainted at the display he had put up before the poor girl. This simply proved further how different his life was currently from the normalcy of the world.
"Since you are ready, we will directly go to the encampment. Lilith should have reached there by then too."
Persephone nodded her head and approached the horses, patting them on the head. As she was able to control life and nature, it was not complicated for her to simply empower animals for a short while without endangering their life.
"Let's go full throttle toward the destination."
The chariot moved like a race car. Something incomprehensible but still possible for the Prince's group.
While Sol was approaching the encampment, the atmosphere at that place was rather strained.
The knights all gave a salute of respect upon the arrival of Camelia and Lilith in the encampment. Their backs were ramrod straight and sweat gathered at the corner of their temples from the nerves they were feeling right now. They even gave it their all to not even breathe too loudly. Lest it may disrupt two of the highest-ranking woman in the hierarchy of their Kingdom.
It didn't matter to them how much younger Lilith had become right now. There was simply no way to not recognize this sharp sword energy that the greatest sword wielder in existence naturally emanated just from her existence.
Even though Lilin and Lilith were standing side by side, facing each other, the mother and daughter pair were so alike in appearance that the tension was at an all-time high.
They felt like they would be immediately cut down if they made even the slightest mistake right now. So, all they could do was pray that they made no such mistake.
"What bring you here, your majesty?"
Watching Lilin put one knee down in front of Lilith, all the knights wished they could be anywhere but here.
They could certainly feel the start of a storm brewing past the horizon. A storm that may devastate the whole encampment at its roots.
May the goddesses save them all from this cacophony of doom.
[AN: Hyperion is the god of light or the Sun titan. His name means "Watcher from Above" or "He who is Above," and thanks to his authority, one can say that he is basically able to see everything happening in existence. In some stories, Hyperion had spent so much time watching the movements of people and aspects of the universe that he began to recognize their patterns. So yeah, Sol's Divine Weapon is kinda based on him.]
(AN: I am sorry for the late chapter. Kinda reached a small flunk and took my mind off SHK by focusing on MP a little. Some people asked me if I wanted to drop SHK and the answer is hard no. I have been writing this for three years now. Even leaving aside how my reputation would take a hit if I gave up on my first contracted novel, there is no way in hell I am not finishing SHK. I am sorry if I worried you guys. I will make sure to keep a minimum of 5 chapters a week and fight to maintain 7 a week from now on.)
