Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Sam, the trio, and the siblings.

All of them got off the tower and they went into the estate. The first person they went to meet is the clan's leader.

"So, where is Sivan?"

Sam asked casually as if he is just taking a walk in the park and asking someone for directions. He is very cool and calm about the whole situation.

The clan's leader wanted to just keep his mouth shut. But Gamin's sword at the edge of this throat didn't really give him that option.

He could only speak up.

"He is in the basement of the Main mansion. He is imprisoned in my private cell. But it would be troublesome if you go. There are twenty traps and almost eighty shackles added to him. You need the keys to getting to him."

"So, where are they?"

"I will tell you if you promise the safety of the youngsters of the clan. People who are still within the early stages of their awakening. People who are just scouring the mortal plane.

Unawakened, powerless, weak, and innocent. I want you to leave them all alone and I will give you the keys."

"You do know that I have a high chance of breaking through them right? The traps and shackles you placed there, are not going to be that hard. The most that could happen is that it is time-consuming."

"Yes, right. I heard about you and I have seen the prowess of the things you make. I am sure you will be able to do what you claim. But before you reach them, I will kill Sivan. You won't even get a single piece of your body left.

Just make me that promise. Let my people go.

We have killed too many people over this bullshit already. I don't want any more lives on my conscience before I die. Particularly not the ones that have neither the power, authority or influence over the decisions that caused this shit storm in the first place."

Sam looked at Gamin.

"Don't look at me. I can't make this decision for you."

"What would you have done, just tell me that?"

"I will just kill the person and destroy the root cause of the problem."

"What about the possible roots that could create problems in the future?"

"The future is not now. So, I won't bother with it."

Sam smiled and turned to the Clan's leader.

"Okay, here is the deal. I will not kill your innocent people. But I will kill everyone that is in the late-stage of Astral Plane Initiation and higher. You cannot change my mind on that one.

As for the rest, I give you my word that I won't be laying a finger on them.

But I cannot guarantee about Gaja clan's decision. I will definitely put a good word in for you and tell them my opinion to leave them alone. The final decision is in their hands and I will not take any actions to stop them."

"That is good enough. I am sure they will consider your words. And the Gaja clan has been way more honorable than us anyway. They will definitely cut the weaklings some slack."

The clan's leader took out a token and threw it to Sam before explaining where the location of the basement is and where they could find Sivan.

All of them walked there and Sam used the token to deactivate all of the traps before walking into the cell where Sivan is locked.

Sivan looked at the entrance of the cell hopefully as he heard the footsteps.

"Are you finally here? I have been waiting for a long time. Please take me away from here. Or else I will die."

He yelled at the entrance.

"Damn, it seems like you are really hopeful. Who are you waiting for?"

Sam spoke as he opened the door.

Sivan's eyes widened in horror.

Looking at his face, Sam could guess that Sivan is indeed expecting someone. And he highly doubted that it is Sin.

"What are you staring at? This is the face you have lived with for the most part of your life. I am still waiting for an answer."

"Y.. You…."

"Whatever, let's just finish the body transformation again. I am sure I will be able to find that info after I get my body back.

As for you, let's see if you will survive the whole process at all."

Sam deactivated most of the shackles that kept Sivan immobile. He left the ones that blocked off his energy and dragged him out of the prison and to the main room of the Mari clan's mansion.

"Isn't your dream to become the head of the Mari clan? Then this would have been your court. Since you are not going to achieve it, let's put a stop to them right here. At least that might offer some relief to your soul after it undergoes the torture of dealing with my dormant soul again."

Sam calmly spoke as he let out the specter.

The specter released all of the extra souls that moved around and started creating the formation that is required for the transformation.

"My father is not going to let you off. You better let me go at this moment. He will spare your life. If you make a move on me and do this forcefully, he will destroy all of your Dusk organization.

He is as strong as Gail. I am sure you know what happens if someone like that hides and attacks your large organization.

You are the experts, so you definitely know how that ends up.

Reconsider this and join hands with me. I know people that know more about this world than you do. I will join you guys. With your intelligence and skills combined with theirs, we can achieve great things."

"Too late for a business deal Sivan. You made it personal the day we met. Maybe if you had asked me nicely and proposed a proper deal on that day, we could have had a chance to work. But now, not even in your dreams."

Sam said softly as he examined each step of the formation.

He paused for a bit before continuing.

"As for your father, you don't have to try to convince me about the danger he poses. But I would rather face those consequences than be imprisoned in your body and continue living like this."

"So, even you felt sick of that body, huh? I can understand. I lived with it my whole life and even I cannot love it, how would you love it when you lived with a body like this."

Sivan said in a very depressing tone.

He became weak and all the struggle seemed pointless.

Sam chuckled and said.

"It seems like you really didn't learn much from my memories. It is not about whether I like it or not, Sivan. It is the fact that it doesn't belong to me.

This body is not mine. It is yours, to begin with, and the one you are in, it is mine.

You have no right to ever take that away and force this upon me.

I am just taking what is mine."

"Whatever you say. You bastard.

But what about the gods that took your life and forced it on you again after you chose to die."

Sam stopped what he is doing and looked at Sivan coldly.

"What are you looking at? It is not like I am going to live for long. I don't have to keep my mouth in check. I can call you whatever you want."

The trio also looked at Sivan coldly when they heard his words.

"You better speak carefully."

Watt warned directly.

Sivan turned to him and said.

"What are you going to do? Use your cards to flay my skin? I dare you to do so. Anyway, I should have just agreed with the clan's plan of killing you three bastards too.

I just thought this bigger bastard will go berserk and put a dent in my plans. If I had known I would end up like this, I would just have killed at least one of your three.

Since all four of you are bastards with no one else but each other, that would have really been a great influence on your already shitty lives."

He kept going on and on.

Philip was about to make a move, but Sam stopped him.

Instead, he walked over and dragged Sivan into the formation circle before he sat in another one.

"It won't work, Sivan."

Sivan looked at Sam's smile and his eyes widened in horror. He wanted to get rid of the shackles and struggle for just a little bit. But he couldn't.

He gritted his teeth and spoke.

"So, you are finally accepting your bastard birth? You should have done that a long time ago and killed yourself while you were at it.

I wonder how you are even breathing in this world. If I were you and got thrown away by my parents; I would have killed myself a long time ago."

"I already told you Sivan. I won't work."

That is all Sam said, no matter how much Sivan cursed and the process of the soul exchange began.