《Path of the Conqueror》Chapter-13 Her Voice
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"What are you talking about?"
Zain was totally clueless about this 'training'.
"Your training is about awakening your inner force or mana core."
Now, Zain realised something.
These were the basic requirements for being a warrior or mage. Most people could easily awaken both inner force and magic core. What was difficult was to progress the inner core or magic core. Most people would stop at level 15. (Chapter 10)
It was very rare for commoners and small nobles to advance beyond that point. Mostly, old noble households have the resources for further progress. In Nobles, there was a coming-of-age ceremony for the young heirs of the family to showcase their power and knowledge.
So, the same stands true for the Bane household. If they were going to hold Zain's first party, he had to demonstrate his talent in front of other nobles. He would also be carrying the honour of the Bane family, that said he had to make sure that he doesn't stain the family name by incompetence.
"That's a problem."
Zain said with a calm expression.
"What do you mean by a problem? Are you afraid of performing in front of so many people? Or do you worry that you won't have a chance to talk with beautiful girls?"
Zeidan asked and it appeared as if he was genuinely worried.
"Stop spouting nonsense. It's none of that. I haven't awoken my inner force or the mana core. So, what I am supposed to do? Morris provided me with enough books about awakening them, but I tried the whole month to no avail."
Zeidan was also confused.
"I know this generation's best genius Yogi of Holy Moon Alliance also had some problems with his awakening. He currently holds the record of awakening when he was only Nine years old. You're also turning nine but your body's growth has been amazing."
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Zain was already turned five feet tall and had a muscular body. No one could say that he was nine years old.
Zeidan looked out of the window and muttered something.
"If your mother were to be here, she would have found a solution within seconds."
Zain heard it too. He got up from the couch.
"I know what to do. Thanks for your help. You all can start with the preparations. I will come to you when I am ready."
And he ran off to his room.
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In Zain's room, he was standing in front of the egg placed on his bed. He placed both his hands on the egg circulating his energy through the egg. He closed his eyes and focussed.
In the vast sea of his consciousness, his body was floating, it was an empty dark void. This was the first time he entered this state. He read about it in one of the books, it wasn't brief but he knew it was closely related to ancient meditation techniques.
Wandering around in that void for some time. Just as he was about to leave that state, he saw a glim. He was attracted to it. And without thinking his body started moving towards it as if he was possessed.
Nearing that light, he noticed that it was a big blood-red flame. When he reached close enough, he felt a tinge of heat but it wasn't from the red flame. Besides the red flame, there was a tiny purple, it was so small that it wasn't even a thousandth of the red flame.
He observed it for quite a bit. Then he noticed a change in the small flame. It was coming toward him, but he didn't feel any danger from it instead a loving feeling. He reached out his hand for it. Just as it touched his hand, the flame got extinguished.
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'Zain'
He heard someone calling his name. It was a very sweet voice. He could feel care and love from it. A word comes out of his mouth without him even realising it.
"Mother"
Many emotions build up in Zain's mind.
'Zain, my baby. Hear carefully, baby this is a small fragment of my soul. You have to pay attention to what I say, okay.'
"Yes, mother."
'Baby, Go reach out your hand to the flame."
Just as he touched the flame, the flame engulfed him. And a crystal sphere formed around him. In his sea of consciousness, he appeared as if he was a round dark red ball in space.
'This now your complete soul form. Your soul is now connected with your inner force and magic core. Now, I will give you a soul training technique. It is a technique, which is used by ancient bloodlines to advance.'
'This meditation technique might be the only one that can sit well with you. You might be the only person who has both chaos and destruction energy in the entire myriad sea. They both are very calamitous. It is very easy to lose control over them. Be careful when dealing with them.'
After saying that, a lot of information travelled into Zain's mind. It was how to form a magic core with help of astral energy and igniting inner force and many more.
'Baby, l am sorry that I can't be at your side. This is the least I could do and also instead of me, I have provided you with a friend who is in the egg. It is the egg of the strongest Abyssal Dragon from ancient times. Only your destructive mana can bring him to life.'
'You don't know how much I want to hug you and spoil you but I can't. Zain, get stronger for your mama. And yes, obey your father. He might appear rude and stupid but he really loves you. Now, I have to go. I am sure we will meet in future. Goodbye for now, baby. Always know that mama loves.'
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Back in Zain's room, he was back in his normal state. A sorrowful expression could be seen on his face. His eyes were still closed but tears were dripping from side his eyes. Many emotions build up inside him.
He has never felt like this before was because a part of his mother was always with him but now there was a sense of emptiness. Just experiencing his mother's care and love through her voice, he felt a longing for his mother.
But he had no idea where she was and what kind of person she was. Damn, he didn't even know what she looks like. He was very emotional.
His thought process was put on hold by a sound.
'Crack'
The egg finally hatched.
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