《The Creator's Bloodline》Omnilock School begins!

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Chapter 10

Omnilock School Begins!

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"Alright everyone, get ready. Tomorrow is going to be a very busy day. Nothing should be delayed, or else there will be unfathomable consequences! You are all dismissed, you can all go to your quarters now" Kuld said as he watched the congregation vanish before his presence.

"Huh, what a day. I implore you guys to go rest before the dread of tomorrow hits you. Haha...I'll go report to the master first before I return back to my quarters" Kuld said to the panel of High Judges.

"Okay, it is well. Tell Master I said that He has nothing to be worried about, we will take good care of this institution for Him and NO ONE WILL DARE REFUTE IT" Púrpura said to Kuld before she left to her resting place.

"Very well, I'll see you tomorrow then. Goodnight." Kuninkaan replied before he left.

"Well said, let me know what he says tomorrow. This week has really been something. Haha," Zöld replied as she laughed.

"Will do, goodnight," Kuld said to Zöld as he watched her vanish.

"Goodnight" A wisp of calm dancing wind whispered into Kuld's ears as he was leaving.

***

Somewhere in the starry galaxy, Samson was jubilantly rejoicing at what seemed to be slightly bigger than a super planet.

"Hahaha...Finally, I have finished. I've finally finished! 200 years, Oh, what a long time. Well, it was worth it in the end. Haha," Samson laughed joyously as danced around the ground.

200 years ago, the once small realm that was the size of a palm was now bigger than a super-sized planet! What an amazing feat Solomon had accomplished. In this realm, there were numerous mountains. There were beautiful, vibrant forests that were almost competing with the infinite garden the Creator created! The rivers were shining like sparkling wine as the sun rays reflected above. The temperature was just right. Not too warm, and not too cold. In total, this realm is just the ideal perfect place for outgoers, hikers, sightseers, and mountain climbers.

"Finally, time for me to start making my people, the Samsonians. I will make them the most powerful race in the entire galaxy. Every race must fear and dread them." Solomon said as a silver aura was burning from his eyes.

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High above the clouds, there was an envoy standing on top of a thick white cloud. He was looking down at the cities below, on the ground. He was wearing a white garment with golden designs at the ends of the clothes with a purple sash that ran diagonally across his chest. He had a Royal blue tattoo on his right hand.

Looking down below, he slowly landed in the city square. There were merchant stores, malls, and people moving in all directions. Series of conversations could also be heard. Ishmael looked at the congregation and said "Rejoice with me, everyone! My name is Ishmael. I am an envoy for Omnilock school. I have come to announce the grand opening of this prestigious school!" Ishmael announced to the busy congregation before him.

After this announcement, the sea of people gradually turned and looked at Ishmael. They all seemed to be surprised by his authoritative might.

In the midst of the crowd, a voice rang out, "Sir. Ishmael, I am lord Rian. I heard your announcement, and I wanted to inquire why a lofty figure like you will choose to grace my lowly city today above other mega-cities?" lord Rian asked inquisitively as he dared not to be arrogant before Ishmael.

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"I came here not only to announce the beginning of Omnilock school, but to recruit students of all races, and backgrounds," Ishmael replied solemnly.

"Ah, I see. Very well then. Please, when do you plan to start recruiting? Would you be staying here for a while? If so, can I offer you a free room in our best hotel?" lord Rian asked nicely.

"I did not plan to stay long, but since you are kind enough, I will not deny you. Thank you. Please, also send word to other cities, sects, and tribes. No one should be left out. This is their chance, as I will be taking my time to visit them one after another" Ishmael replied to Lord Rian.

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On another planet in the planetary system of Arcturus, all the 999 junior envoys were dispatched. Each one was dispatched to every tribe, clan, sect, city, and kingdom. One after another, the news of Omnilock school spread in great numbers. People traveling in space ships were spreading this information. Even major Interspatial radio lines were talking about this news.

As days passed, almost everyone within the Arcturus planetary system knew about Omnilock. Many tribes, sects, clans, cities, and dynasties were preparing their students and younger ones. They were all waiting for the visitation of the envoys who promised to visit them.

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Great silver eagle sect, The clan leader was talking to his children. "Juliet, Arnold, you must do your very best to get recruited by the envoys. No one is allowed to slack! If you want to make me proud, this is my wish. If not, you are only left with nothing but shame and contempt in your hands which will be intolerable for me to bear. Who knows, this could be the biggest opportunity for our clan to grow out of the chains that bound us and walk horizontally amongst other clans"

"Yes father, don't worry, by the time the envoy comes, they will be up for a great shock" The two replied to their father

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On a large planet in the planetary system of Vega, news about Omnilock was also booming. Millions upon millions of people were also scrambling left and right to prepare for the visitation of the envoys dispatched. It was a wonder. No event had ever caused a large planet in Vega especially! This day will be remembered for a long time amongst many planets across the galaxy!

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In a school within a super large planet in Julia. There was a panel of elders discussing the newly profound news their informants were reporting.

"How can such a small school be put in our eyes? Do they have the qualifications to do so? Let's keep an eye on them for now. If they eventually become a potential threat to our Purple Elephant school? We have men who can shatter mountains with a clap of their hands. People, this school is just a babe, we have nothing to worry about" A giant elephant-like being seated on a throne said.

"Lord Tremor, why not hand this issue to me? Look at how almost everyone on multiple planets is leaving us? Even the Di Shang and Arquin Schools are losing potential students because of this. Why don't we cooperate with them and challenge them in 3 years' time? If they can beat out students, we will not only acknowledge their achievements but become vassal schools to them. If they lose, all their staff and elders will become our humble slaves. What do you think?" Another figure robed in orange asked tauntingly.

"Yes, I like that Idea. This way, our schools will be easily acknowledged as one of the best schools in the entire galaxy! Haha, what a glorious opportunity for us. Nice work Marvin. You cunning snake, never fail to surprise me" Another figure in grey robe retorted to Marvin.

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"You stupid, ignorant idiot! Come here, let this old man teach you a lesson! How dare you taunt me like this" Marvin retorted as a heavy breath filled the whole room.

"Enough, both of you! Do you not have respect for me again! Or, do I need to teach you common courtesy? I will not tolerate this nonsense. Since both of you think we should collude with the Di Shang and Arquin school, be my guest. Malic, send this message invitation to these schools. Hopefully, they will not be without wisdom this time," lord Tremor replies with a tint of hope in his eyes.

"Yes, my lord. This servant will be on his way now" A faint shadow replied.

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30 days later, the entire galaxy knew of Omnilock school! Yes, even the elder gods were fully aware of this.

In the Mediation realm,

Judas was busy studying the three sacred books left behind by his father, the Creator. His blazing eyes filled with a thirst for knowledge. He then stood up from his chair and looked at the starry galaxy outside. He then looked at Solomon who wasn't too far from him. "Send my decree, everyone should get ready for the blessed week. I mean, EVERYONE. NO CHILD, BORN AS A HEIR IS ALLOWED TO LIVE. Something tells me that the blessed week is about to start." Judas said as the desperate passion to kill was seen all over him.

"Yes, my lord," Solomon said as he disappeared.

"Ha...you think you can replace us and not bear any repercussions? What a lofty thought father, I will show you who I am. All creation will bow and worship me one day" Judas whispers as he continues to admire the starry universe before him.

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In Lock, in the throne room.

"Master, I am pleased to announce that we have finished the first phase of the plan. Omnilock school is built and fully functional. We have already started recruiting students from every race and planet. Rest assured, we only picked those of waste talent. However, due to our growing fame. Other schools have colluded together to challenge and destroy the school" Kuld said as he bowed towards the Creator not daring to look Him in the eye.

"Although you guys did as I asked, you failed to do one part. You did not act stealthily! You ought to recruit students on low levels. Now, Judas and the other elder gods are aware! Look at what you all have done! As for those who dare to infringe on my prestige, destroy them. Take all the new recruits and enable the realm's defensive mechanism. Omnischool will 'vanish' from history for now. It will seem to be closed in the eyes of the public, however, it will still be actively recruiting students from every planet." The Creator said to Kuld.

"Oh, okay. Your servant understands. I am also sorry for disappointing you, master. We will be more diligent to observe all you have spoken." Kuld said with a depressed tone.

"Also, I am about to start the blessed week. It is going to be a universal wonder. Although I made it to be celebrated by all, Judas and his siblings are preparing to shed blood like never seen. Dynasties will be flattened, cities and tribes will be eradicated. They will be an unstoppable force to any who meets them. This is why I am ordering all the inner court members to prepare to save as many heirs as you can on that day." The Creator says to Kuld with great concern in His tones.

"Wow, I never thought it would be so soon. Although, I recall us discussing this before the other High Judges and I left to start the Omnilock school. Nevertheless, I will prioritize this event. Please, if you do not mind telling me, how many years are left until the blessed week?"Kuld asks respectfully.

"Well, since Judas found out, there were 800 years left before the blessed week. Now, there are only 400 years left. At that time, Omnilock school will be a hot target to some. It will also be glorified in the eyes of others. However, no one will be ready when the blessed week starts...I implore you to not accept any students after 380 years from now. That is the wise thing to do." The Creator said to Kuld earnestly.

"Oh, ok. Thank you, your majesty. I will keep this in mind. 380 years from now...I will prepare all the guards and envoys, they will help scout and sneak as many as we can. If we are confronted with an army, we will make it known to the whole galaxy that we will not tolerate such unreasonable acts" Kuld said to the Creator.

"Very well, I will perform a wonder amongst you guys on that day then. Let's see who will dare to play with Omnilock after that day. Haha.." The Creator laughed as his entire body radiated more glory which suffocated Kuld who was still bowing before the Creator.

"You can go, you are dismissed. Teach the students well, your efforts will be tried soon. Do not fail me. Also, they might be of great help to you 380 years from now. Who knows. Haha.." The Creator laughed as he dismissed Kuld.

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Back at Omnilock,

Kuld was hopeful. He had known the Creator for many years. In many ways, the Creator is more than a master to him and the other High Judges. The Creator can also be recognized as a father to them. They have all grown together with Him. They have all been taught and trained by the Creator Himself. Everything they know today was from the Creator who had been with them for countless ages after the creation of Malak.

"Guys, come to my quarters. We NEED TO TALK. I just came back from the throne room." Kuld said aloud.

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All the high judges in their quarters were busy meditating in their resting quarters.

"Oh! His back, Let me go and see what the master said. Was He proud of us? What's the next task on the list?" Zöld said happily.

"Haha, finally. I wonder what He said this time? I bet he was proud of us." Púrpura said expectantly.

"Alright bro, I'll be out there soon. Just give me a minute" Kun said

Shortly after, all the high judges came out of their resting quarters to meet Kuld. He was in his office in the omnilock school. Inside his office was beautiful. He had white and golden painted walls, 4 white chairs for guests, 3 living room sofas for his living room. He also had a theater-sized television in his living room. Kuld had a white desk and a golden lamp that rested on the desk. To his left, he had a fridge-sized aquarium.

Kuld was in his office writing down his plans according to the timeline given to him by the Creator. "Okay, so, within 300 years, we will train students. During this time, we will also participate in all sorts of school competitions to enhance the level of our school. After that, We will start preparing a full-scale strategy for the blessed week" Kuld wrote down in his planner.

Shortly after that, Púrpura knocked on his office door.

"Come in Púrpura" Kuld replied as Púrpura entered his office.

"Kuld, you said you have something important to talk about. What is it? What did the master say this time around?" Púrpura asked with inquisition written all over her face.

"Ah, He wasn't too happy, to be honest," Kuld replied with a sad facial expression.

Afterward, Zöld and Kuninkaan also came into Kuld's office. Kuld led them all to his living room to discuss the matter at hand.

"Now, everyone is here, I have something to tell you guys. Master was very unhappy with us because we failed to operate 'stealthily'. Now, here are His instructions; He wants us to stop going public because enemies are rallying up and they have bad intentions for us. That being said, we will not be as public as before, but we MUST continue to recruit students from every race and planet. He also wants us to do our very best to train our students, as our hard effort will be tested soon in the near future. We may have seemed to disappear to the public, but we must all work hard because we are also going to be preparing for the blessed week to come" Kuld said frankly.

Ah, who would have thought the master would be very unhappy with us? We must work harder to make Him proud of us! We are the 4 High Judges of Creation! We literally bear and control everything that is created. How can we disappoint the Creator like this? It is unacceptable." Kun said with an extremely dissatisfied tone.

"You're right. We have to do better. That being said, let's inform the envoys and elders about it immediately. They need to tone down the hype to accommodate our plans to operate stealthily" Zöld said

"I agree, let's get to work then. As for the competitions, we must make sure everyone knows the dread of Omnilock school!" Púrpura announced happily with a determined facial expression.

"Alright then. While you guys do that, I will go inform Noah, Sana, Isaiah, and Sefina about some things concerning the blessed week. I should be back before the new recruits arrive" Kuld said to the panel of judges.

Shortly after, Kuld walked everyone out of his office and prepared to leave to meet the Universal Mandators.

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