Village Head's Debauchery

The man holding the crystal ball was stunned but quickly announced, "Four-star potential."

The crowds roared in excitement, gasps of shock and surprise resonating across the area.

"Impressive, two four-star potential awakenings. The future of the next generation is truly bright," the Village Chief said, looking at Orion and Tala with a satisfied expression.

Even the Village Chieftess nodded in approval as she narrowed her eyes at them.

Aerialia stared at this unfolding scene in confusion. According to what she knew, Orion possessed a six-star potential, so she couldn't understand what she was currently witnessing. Unable to control herself any longer, as she could sense his consciousness weakening by the minute, she swiftly appeared before him as he walked out of the line.

Orion halted briefly and stared at her briefly before walking straight through her ethereal being.

Aerialia remained stunned for a minute before she turned around and looked at him. "HEY, I KNOW YOU SAW ME; YOU BETTER START TALKING AND TELL ME WHAT ALL OF THIS IS ABOUT!!" She shouted angrily. She had come here to save his life, so seeing him totally ignore her was enough to cause her heart to be ignited with rage.

To her expectations, Orion halted his steps. However, he immediately resumed seconds later as though his ears had simply picked up something unknowingly, which he then decided to ignore.

Witnessing this scene, Aerialia boiled with anger. However, after remembering Orion's current physical state and the dire situation, she gradually calmed down and decided to investigate what was happening.

If this was Orion's consciousness, then there had to be a reason why such a scene, which had never transpired, would suddenly become important at this very moment.

All she had to do was discover what it was, and then maybe she could get him to speak and figure out how to fix his current dire condition.

Nonetheless, Aerialia distanced herself from the unfolding scene and continued to watch. Once the evaluation awakening ceremony was over, she observed what had transpired on the farm until Orion's return home. She observed how he indulged in Kushi with his mother, neighbour, and even the tree nymphs.

Aerialia knew that Orion was a lecherous man with unknown depths, but she didn't fault him for it; after all, she had lived long enough to witness mortals, and even the divines indulge in much deeper debauchery than him. What she found strange was that he was young and possessed more bizarre tendencies than anyone she had ever witnessed.

The scene continued, showing how Orion met some of his partners and proposed to them. Some of these scenes were ones Orion had told her about, so she immediately ascertained that there were some lies mixed with the truth in what she witnessed.

The scenes unfolded, showcasing Orion awakening his elemental gift and operating under the radar much more than Tala. His star potential and gift were the only things that made him unique among the other warriors. Soon, Aerialia began to notice something strange.

Contrary to what she had heard and witnessed herself, Orion was a young man with a brilliant mind who slowly changed the village with his inventions. However, she hadn't witnessed him perform anything like that here. Instead, all she saw was Orion enjoying his training to become a warrior, indulging in kushi with his wives, and a diverse variety of women, ranging from young to old, some of whom were the tree nymphs.

Eventually, he and his best friend, Gorg, joined the Leftward stronghold, while the other two applied at the Rightward Stronghold.

Aerialia didn't know how long she had watched the unfolding scenes; it could have been a month or several months, but she didn't care because, as a goddess, she viewed time differently from others. The scene soon changed, showing the warriors discovering the existence of a four-star Vylkr vine, leading to Orion's first exploration with his comrades.

They found a mountain which was the source of the four-star Vylkr vines. Upon entering, they soon uncovered the remains of several dead decomposed individuals.

Aerialia gulped as she saw that the dead individuals were the remains of the Prismerion race. Seeing the large Crimson Greatsword within the corpse of one of the skeletons, whom she remembered from her attire, her heart began to quicken.

"What is going on?" Aerialia asked herself, unable to wrap her head around the unfolding scenes before her.

From the looks of it, the Prismerions had chosen death over remaining within the mountain for their protection. Aerialia observed the scenes unfolding as Orion and the others struggled to seize the Crimson Great-sword before theyultimatelydecided to protect it from allowing the Vylkr vines around it to feed on its pure emanating divine energy, causing them to grow even stronger. She watched as they explored the entire region within the mountain, discovered the sealed Garden, and attempted to open it.

Aerialia observed as Orion and his comrades guarded the Crimson Greatsword, which was their task. However, they were ambushed by several more powerful Four-star Vylkr vines, which resulted in Orion's death and the loss of a few lower-

ranked warriors from their team.

Aerialia frowned, unable to make sense of everything she had just witnessed because none of it truly made sense. It didn't make sense because none of what she had seen had transpired. It was all inexplicable!

The scene took another unexpected turn, reverting to the evaluationawakening ceremony with Orion stepping forward to place his hand on the black crystal orb.

"Three-star potential!" announced the man holding the crystal orb. He nodded at Orion as though congratulating him for his chance to become a warrior before gesturing for him to step aside and wait with the others who had also been assessed.

At that moment, Aerialia remained stunned before gradually regaining her composure. This time, she decided to stay silent and quietly observed the unfolding scene.

Everything that had previously transpired unfolded again, but this time, Orion was no longer the centre of attention.