Guild Wars



Kronalord, Connor Lord, was also severely impacted by the Lucifer Lineage happenings back then, but his desire to go to the clan was actually quite strong since the first person he met was Nightwalker, and Nightwalker had weaved tales of their homeland that were great and interesting. 

Not to mention, Connor who directly experience the tragedy of his parent's death. They had been kind fishermen by the coastline who used their Serpent God Lineage abilities which were affiliated with water element snakes to facilitate their work, making them quite successful. 

Who knew that their success would attract the Pangu Lineage hunting group who took advantage of the Lucifer Lineage split to slaughter those separated nuclear families in order to weaken their greatest enemy. 

Connor had grown up a normal child who was interested in books and games, but he one day had to witness Shangtian as a child punch through his father's chest while his mother hurriedly burned all her bloodline energy to sneak him away while she told him bits and pieces of his origins. 

Already a soft spoken fellow who listened more than he spoke, he became even more reclusive. Like a monster, he grew in body size as he aged due to leviathan's behemothic influence, making him a towering and handsome young man. 

He avenged his parents during the Pangu Lineage raid by killing all those affiliated with Shangtian attack back then. As for Shangtian himself, well his fate had been quite horrible. 

Connor was also interested in seeing whether Nightwalker's boasts were true and even restoring his parents so they could reconnect with their family. 

Warm Spring, Xela, was quite lost. She had grown up in the orphanage since she was a child, taken of by the three older sister of which the oldest sacrificed her body in the brothels to generate income for the orphanage since the government funds were barely enough to sustain them. 

With such strong feelings and attached to all her fellow orphans and the three older sisters, they were all she knew of family. As for her true parents, she had never met them before but it was likely that they were also killed by a Pangu Lineage group when she was and infant, forcing her to be raised in an orphanage. 

Xela was a kind soul and felt that it was her duty to at least find out more about them and revive them, allowing them to regroup with their home and see the growth of their daughter, not to mention that she was curious as to the kind of people her parents were. 

She didn't necessarily have any dark feelings towards the lineage itself, but she was definitely not happy with how they had treated Draco. However she did not want to judge and wanted to find things out for herself, and this was the best chance to do so. 

As for Hunter101bomber, Austin Wu, his feelings towards the Lucifer Lineage, any lineage really, was of cold indifference. He had be raise din the dog-like Pangu Lineage and treated like an animal until they day he snapped and tasted blood for the first time. 

Realizing his potential, the lineage finally treated him like a human and sent his trash rapist father to comfort him, but he killed the bastard and enjoying it too. Only Shangtian could suppress the awakening him back then, forcing him to live at the bottom of their dungeon with Shuangtian, who he took as his sister. 

His mother had been a captured woman from the Lucifer Lineage during the fight during Draco's birth, and she had been extensively raped and abused by his father until she gave birth to him. Seeing the fruits of her suffering given form, she vented all the hatred that she couldn't put on her abuser on the spawn of her abuser. 

She did no consider Austin her son for a second, rather just a manifestation of her trauma. She hated him from the bottom of her heart until the moment she died, and Austin deeply understood that. 

'Mother' was a term that represented warmth and kindness for most people but was simply a term for the one who biologically gave birth to him to Austin. 

He was mature enough not to hate her, even from a young age. Up until the moment she died, Austin had been forced to watch the horrors done to her, so it was not something he knew by proxy or word of mouth, she was literally abused onto her deathbed in front of him. 

This might be why he was a bit… weird and unhinged. As for the Lucifer Lineage behind his mother, he did not feel much for them except a little disdain for letting his mother fall into this situation and not doing anything about it for years until she died. 

Even at the moment she breathed her last, she still through that the glorious and domineering lineage she was from would descend to slaughter all these beats and take her away. No matter what, Austin could consider inspecting the lineage and taking samples of the common member's blood to see how he could experiment with it. 

Hmm, to satisfy his own curiosity, he could also ask for his mother to be revived and return to her beloved clan, then monitor her responses. As for her feelings towards him, he did not care, she would just be another experiment he could undertake. 

Finally, there was Pedro, who scratched his head. His adopted mother was a Latina who had raised him right by dealing him with the might heat-seeking chancla, rated to be an Origin-grade weapon. 

However, he himself did not look Latino in the first place since his parents were obviously from Italy as members of the Lucifer Lineage. They had been murdered when he was five years old and he still had no idea how it happened as he had not been at home. 

He was just called out of school one day by he principal and told of the horrible news. He remembered crying and causing trouble, until he was eventually adopted by his current mother who had been a teacher in the said school. 

Since then, the investigations back then into their murder had hit various dead ends and he was even warned when he tried to dig into it himself. This had confused him back then, but upon being forced to get a job by his adoptive mother at Purgatory Group, he then learned about his bloodline and understood why those things happened. 

Before that, Pedro had been a supreme fuckboy who unknowingly used his Dark Angel inheritance to seduce many women into his bed and granted them supreme sexual satisfaction with his Horned Demon inheritance. 

He indulged himself in sex to pass the time as his will to live was low. If not for his fiery adoptive mother who was liberal with her chancla, Pedro might have fallen down even darker paths where he would struggle to extricate himself. 

As such, he too wanted to see the lineage for himself, and then revive his parents to connect them with the family if they wanted to. 

Loving Aunt hesitated and spoke softly. "Draco… are you sure?" 

Draco nodded. "I've put it off for too long. If I wait any longer, I might not have the chance to get the answer I want." 

Loving Aunt thought about it and agreed in her heart. She glanced at the line-up behind her and felt that she should have guessed it, but she still asked the prudent question. 

"What about the bestowals?" 

Draco shook his head. "They have only received the bloodline but cannot yet pass it down nor do they have any real ties to the lineage so there is not point bringing them along. They are better of continuing the conquest." 

Loving Aunt nodded and did not ask anymore. This was Draco's decision and as much as she loved and cared for him, she did not want to control him using his affection for her. That was why she mostly left him to live his life and develop naturally throughout his youth, and even now. 

Draco nodded and waved a hand to the side, creating a portal. The Lucifer Lineage core members glanced at it and walked through one by one without hesitation. Shuangtian then went in and so did Eva, leaving Draco to be the last to walk through with a sharp look. 

When Draco appeared at the other side of the portal, he saw a large gate before him. 

It stood tall and imposing, adorned with intricate patterns that seemed to dance in the sunlight. The gate seemed to beckon him forward, inviting him into the secrets it held beyond. With a mixture of coldness and indifference, Draco approached with the core members following behind him. 

Loving Aunt and Nightwalker eyes showed complication as they glanced at this familiar entrance that they had walked through many times until the last time they walked out, thinking they might never come back. 

Upon entering, the sprawling estate stretched out beyond the gate, revealing a scene of unparalleled beauty. Lush gardens bloomed with vibrant flowers of every hue, their fragrance carried by a gentle breeze. 

Stone pathways meandered through the landscape, leading to hidden corners and inviting benches where one could sit and lose themselves in the tranquility of the surroundings. 

Tucked amidst the greenery were elegant buildings that seemed to have been plucked from a forgotten era. Stately mansions with ornate facades stood as a testament to a time long past, while cozy cottages exuded warmth and charm. 

The estate seemed to hold within its embrace a sense of timelessness, as if it were a haven untouched by the outside world. 

As Draco ventured deeper with the others, he began to catch glimpses of the inhabitants who called this place home. Figures moved gracefully through the gardens, their presence dark and captivating. 

Their eyes held a spark of subdued mischief and arrogance, a reflection of the lineage they bore. Dressed in attire that blended modern fashion with renaissance style, they exuded an air of both nobility and intrigue. 

They also saw the group who had entered from outside and gathered to point and chat with puzzled expressions. When they saw Loving Aunt and Nightwalker, it was as if thunder struck their minds as they rushed back to call others, while those who stared at Eva were shocked by her limitless beauty but recognized the prodigy of the Amaterasu Lineage as she was a frequent visitor of the clan growing up. 

Then they glanced at Shuangtian and their bloodlines seemed to boil with anger as they sensed the unrestricted and unhidden Pangu Lineage aura from her, their eyes becoming red with hate. If it wasn't for Eva beside her, who seemed close to her as well as Loving Aunt, they might have attacked on the spot. 

It wasn't long before Draco's group were halted by two individuals, each emanating an aura of authority. They regarded him especially with a mix of curiosity and cautious interest as they could feel something more from him, not to mention anyone of the older generation could do some simple calculations of understand what was going on. 

Ever since the slaughter of the Pangu Lineage, they had long known that their prodigy back then was fine and dandy, as well as the fact that he teamed up with the Amaterasu prodigy to seek revenge. 

The youth of the clan who didn't know much about what happened back then were full of endless praise as well as excitement for Umbra's actions and yearned for their prodigy to come back in order to lead them to greatness while the older generation were silent. 

They had spent each day contemplating what steps to take and could only wait in silent dread for the inevitable confrontation and moment of truth. As for the cause and effect, they had lived through it so they knew it best. 

What they could not know was how the prodigy would handle things, hence the uncertainty. 

But what would come would come, and things were going to come to a head today.