Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God



~An elegant and majestically white scaled snake appeared, leering domineeringly. Its eyes shone as red as its wiggling tongue.

It shifted in the air, moving to wrap itself around Dyon, slightly rubbing against his lower regions, causing a growl to escape.~

This uncomfortable feeling in Jade's heart grew once more. In her turmoil, she had forgotten her ability to read Dyon's mind. For the first time, she was in the dark, wondering just what was happening.

Could she truly be wrong? Was she destined to lose this man to Mithrandir as well? Why? Why couldn't she hold onto the one thing she finally felt like she wanted?

~Uncle Acacia could only smile bitterly as he watched headmaster Cormyth chuckle lightly, 'Some trials you have to face yourself…'

The white scaled snake suddenly shivered, bright silver wings exploding from its back as everyone looked on.

A collective breath seemed to be pulled into everyone as the watched. This was a mutation unique to Mithrandir. Although she had used a Unique Type Technique due to her confidence, her true manifestation ended up matching her the very first Norville in history, causing her to be the pride of her family.

The geniuses sneered, 'It looks like Mithrandir has a new slave.'

Dyon took a step forward, edging towards Mithrandir. To everyone else, this was just Mithrandir's wish. But to her, she couldn't help but frown.

Looking into Dyon's hazel-green eyes, Mithrandir seemed lost for a while in his purity. His eyes hadn't fogged over, and his will hadn't diminished. He simply walked to Mithrandir until he was nearly right on top of her. He pulled her chair from the table, placing her right in front of himself and leaning into her ear, "If you wanted to play, you could have just asked."

Mithrandir lost focus. Dyon's hot breath brushed against her ear, causing her manifestation to fade out of existence.

Everyone looked on in confused, 'Is it over?'

Dyon reached his hand up, celestial will circulating along with his aurora, "Since you want to play, let's play," He lightly touched Mithrandir's arm, slowly moving up it.

Mithrandir's body immediately flushed, an incomparable feeling flooding into her. A moan escaped her lips against her will, but she just couldn't stop her legs from squeezing together, trying her hardest to control herself.

Everyone gulped, watching Mithrandir's incomparably sexy figure writhe with pleasure.

Dyon's hand continued to travel, lightly flicking Mithrandir's hard nipple from on top of her dress.

"Mmmm," Mithrandir was feeling too good to be embarrassed. She was lost in a world of pleasure she had never felt before.

Dyon had never left her ear, softly whispering into it again, "What do you want?"

"I – I - ," Mithrandir couldn't seem to find the words. Her breath was hurried and short. Her skin was flushed so red that it nearly matched her dress and eyes. Sweat started to drip down the ravine of her cleavage that bounced with every breath.

Dyon's hand reached her hips, continuing to lightly rest on her thighs before creeping up to the hem of her short skirt.

The beauties around him didn't know what to do. They couldn't help but flush red just from the residual effects of Dyon's aurora and celestial will. They could only imagine how Mithrandir felt at the moment.

Everyone was stunned. Some still believed that this was what they seductive beauty wanted. But, even if it was, the geniuses had long since lost their smile. Even Zaltarish hadn't been allowed to do these things to Mithrandir.

"Take me," Mithrandir nearly gasped these words out. Lunging forward, she grabbed onto Dyon's crotch. Dyon could only smile faintly as the hand he had on her thigh, was invaded by a sweet wetness.~

Jade's heart thumped. On one hand, she felt happy that Dyon had toyed with Mithrandir, but on the other, she felt a deep seeded rage. 'It should be me!'

Jade suddenly awoke from her thoughts. What was she thinking? She just met this Dyon character a few days ago, and all he did was pay Mithrandir back for her antics. Why was it that she was suddenly so angry?

'Calm down…' She spoke softly to herself. 'What's wrong with you…'

While Jade believed that Ri had a heavy weight on her shoulders, the weight on her own was even fiercer.

Back during the reign of the Elvin Kingdom, her Eostre family had been nothing but pawns. They sacrificed their sanity for the sake of breeding False True Empaths all so that they could lead what remained of their race out of trouble.

To this day, Jade was the only one who seemed to have escaped this fate. Her abilities were the highest, while she also seemed to suffer the least side effects.

But suddenly, she felt her own thoughts slipping out of her control.

Jade looked toward Dyon with a complicated glance. 'I have to stay away from him… The Clan is relying on me. For him to stir my true emotions like this… It's not a good thing. It seems I've indulged poorly.'

The manifestation of the Eostre family had always been the Moon. While in some cultures, such a beautiful thing was worshipped and bowed down to, Jade had never seen it this way…

What was the Moon's light if not the mere reflection of the Sun? It didn't produce any beauty of its own… In fact, if you looked closely, the moon was filled with so many flaws, cracks and crevices that it couldn't be counted as beautiful at all…

This was her Eostre family… Always fated to be the imitators of the light while in reality, they lacked substance of their own… Who was she, as the Moon, to seek out the Sun in Dyon?...

~The coliseum froze. Air seemed to stop moving and no sounds could be heard. It was almost as though time had stopped, suspending everyone in disbelief.

Dyon's eyes sparkled hearing Mithrandir's words, but, she could only frown as she noticed Dyon's lower regions weren't showing any reaction no matter how she stroked.

"You!" it wasn't clear you said it first, but an eruption of baleful auras blanketed the lounging area.