Celestial Bloodline

Inside a vast, empty expanse, stretching as far as the eye can see, a thick layer of ice covers everything in a cold embrace.

The many glowing skill cores floating in the air froze in their spots when the icy flames flickering everywhere touched them.

A mesmerizing glow enveloped the whole space, and in the center of it all, an icy cocoon covered a small area.

The ice around the cocoon cracked little by little, and it started to fall with faint clicks. Instantly, the ice stretching across the vast space began melting, and the frozen skill cores started moving again. However, the process stopped when another layer of blue particles gathered around the cocoon to make it even sturdier.

A pair of beautiful green eyes peered at the layer of ice everywhere around him. Kyle raised his hand and stared at it. The crushing pain all around his body had subsided, but he had been trapped in this place for... maybe a few hours?

He wasn't sure because his mind went completely blank when the pain became unbearable. Kyle had just opened his eyes when he felt the familiar sensation of warm tears falling on his face.

A faint memory of countless people crying around him appeared in his mind, and he jolted with a gasp, only to find himself trapped inside a layer of ice.

"Well done, Kyle... just well done... How could you crumble so easily? That bastard... I didn't even see his face. I swear I am going to skin him alive, tear him into countless pieces! How dare he!"

He clenched his fist and banged it on the icy layer, but every time he managed to chip away a huge part, the countless blue particles around him would scatter and reconstruct the layer again.

Kyle's eyes were cold, enough to send chills down the spine of those who dared to look his way. He wanted to destroy everything and find that person who dared to harm him. Tearing them into countless pieces would not be enough to make him calm down.

After another minute of unsuccessful tries, he took a deep breath and looked down at his body, or rather, his consciousness. He stared at his legs... no, he was missing one leg, and the blue particles floating around him were trying to construct it. An angry vein popped up on his forehead, and he punched the layer even harder.

"That bastard! If I could find you just once, that would be enough. I would put that same crystal in your body and make sure it devours your soul until there's nothing left!"

Kyle closed his eyes and tried to control the particles because he was fed up. He wanted to leave this place.

"Damn it... I can't sense Bia. A lot of people were crying when I lost consciousness. If I don't get out of this place soon and wake up, they're gonna worry a lot. Or maybe they'll pour hundreds of unknown potions in my mouth."

The sour taste of that last potion Han poured into his mouth still lingers on the tip of his tongue. He definitely doesn't want to wake up and see his master drowning him in countless potions.

Kyle groaned not sure how much more time it would take for the particles to construct his leg, or more specifically, heal his soul. But he was damn sure that once he got out, he was going to make the person who harmed him regret ever being born.

His eyes lit up when he managed to control the particles, albeit barely. He sensed as the speed at which his leg was reconstructing increased. However, he realized with a furrowed brow that the process was too slow.

Kyle blinked and after thinking for a minute, he raised his hand to consume the particles instead of using them to heal his soul.

"I hope this works..."

He waited patiently and only after a few seconds the particles trembled before zooming toward his body with lightning-fast speed. Instantly, a pinprick of pain spread throughout his body.

Kyle didn't notice because his eyes were closed in concentration. But a faint silver layer appeared around his body, merging with the faint, almost invisible golden particles within him. He snapped his eyes open when he sensed a foreign presence in his mind space. A cold expression appeared on his face.

"Someone had the audacity to enter my mind space. Maybe they don't know that I can crush everything here with just a flick of my finger."

He moved his legs and gazed down.

"Finally, I have a complete body..."

Kyle took a break and clenched his fist, ready to punch the ice layer once again with all his strength.

However, before he could, a faint, hoarse cry echoed in his ears. He paused for a second and listened to the cry, which grew more painful with each passing second. Eventually, the owner of the voice started begging to be saved.

"Help me! Help me! These flames are going to tear me apart! Oh my gosh! I'll lose all my strength just because I wanted to devour a few years of lifespan!"

Kyle's lips trickled upward into a snarl.

"Of course, I am coming out to help you. Just give me a few seconds."

He punched the ice layer, and with a loud cracking sound, all the ice around him shattered into countless fragments. Kyle stood up on his feet and gazed at the old figure that was dancing inside his mind space with a panicked expression.

Kyle raised his hand, and the blue flames chasing the figure vanished into thin air. The man with horns dropped to his knees with a sigh of relief.

"I almost thought I was going to die..."

He wiped his forehead and gazed at Kyle, only to retreat with a scared expression. Countless ice spears appeared in the air, surrounding him from all directions. Kyle blinked with a cold smile and cracked his knuckles.

"So, let's hear the reason why you entered my mind space."