Heaven Race

A familiar sight appeared in front of Jellal, the ceiling of his old room, the place where he lived when he was young.

At that moment, he felt a pair of hands massaging each of his legs.

When he looked down, he found two beautiful women with blonde hair and pointed ears sitting on the right and left sides of his feet.

"Elsa, Safira," he said spontaneously before showing a shocked expression so he sat up with a quick movement and then looked into the mirror beside his bed.

He saw a young man with slightly curly white hair and a face so handsome that it looked like there was light emanating from his face.

His lips were rosy while his eyes were bright gold, similar to a pair of suns.

He was definitely the type that could make a woman's heart stop beating in fascination.

The most interesting thing is the gold-colored word Heaven on the left side of his neck.

It was clearly visible even though it was small because of the golden light emanating from it, drawing the eye to it.

'Did I go back in time after dying?' Jellal wondered because what he saw now was his figure when he was young.

He was the son of the Heaven Race, a race that had few members but unlimited power that could suppress many worlds.

As the race's most genius young man, he grew up without disappointing at all, surpassing the older generation to lead the race to dominate the entire universe.

Along the way, he always acted like a tyrant, slaughtering anyone who disagreed with him.

Many hated him, but no one could stop him.

Unfortunately, his steps are halted by the arrival of strange people who he later finds out are the protagonists of their own worlds.

They were born from ordinary lives but endowed with so much luck that they seemed unstoppable.

Apparently they were born because fate wanted to stop his dominance.

However, he is simply too powerful so those unique people must unite and work together to defeat him.

"Young Noble, what's wrong with you?" The woman on Jellal's left side, Safira, asked, looking at him in confusion.

Perhaps she was confused because Jellal's expression seemed to be in shock. It was something that never appeared.

Jellal looked at her but didn't answer.

Both women were Elves and twins, the only difference between them was that one had a mole above her eye while the other had a mole under her eye.

The former was Safira while the latter was Elsa.

Both were Jellal's personal servants.

After a few moments of silence, Jellal said, "I'm going to take a bath now!"

Hearing that, the two Elves quickly stood up.

"We will prepare warm water," Elsa said.

The two then went to the bathroom with hurried steps.

Jellal didn't stand up immediately, he stared at the window of his room where he could see a magnificent city with countless tall white buildings.

People of all races could be seen in the city, riding all sorts of giant beasts.

Sometimes, there were enormous dragons flying around the city.

This city was called Sky City, it was at the center of the universe, a destination for many people because one day cultivating here was like cultivating a hundred days elsewhere.

The Heaven Race, whose members are few, owns this city, and anyone who enters and wants to stay has to pay a high price.

'How can I go back in time? Is there another destiny that helps me?' Jellal said silently with narrowed eyes.

Over time, his eyes became very sharp.

'This is good, all of you so-called chosen ones, you are about to experience a disaster you never imagined!'

He stood up after saying that and walked to the bathroom whose door was open.

Elsa and Sapphira came out of the bathroom just as she arrived at the door, letting her in.

"Young Noble, do you need help?" Safira suddenly asked as Jellal passed by her, blinking her left eye lightly so that Elsa rolled her eyes as she looked at her.

However, Jellal shook his head, signaling her to wait outside.

Safira was the teasing type, there wasn't a day when she didn't tease Jellal, unlike Elsa who was a bit more reserved.

This morning, he took a long bath, until his body smelled really good.

After that, he took out the clothes from his Storage Ring, which consisted of long pants and a black shirt with white stripes.

He smoothed his hair inside the bathroom before stepping out, returning to the bedroom where Elda and Safira sat on the bed to wait.

Today, both of them were wearing short dresses, but not the dresses the maid used.

In Jellal's eyes, they might not be so conspicuous, but when they went outside, people would definitely think that they were high-ranking nobles of the Elven Race.

In reality, they were indeed nobles, sent personally by the Elf Queen to be his servants.

When Jellal walked to the door, they immediately stood up and followed him.

What greeted Jellal outside was a vast, grand, and opulent hall, filled with various gleaming artifacts.

Right beside the door, a woman who looked to be in her early 30s was standing casually with her eyes closed.

She was so beautiful that it was difficult to describe her face.

Her hair was long white, her body was tall and slender while her skin was as white as snow.

She had a pointed chin with a sharp nose, a pair of red lips that were neither small nor wide, perfectly matching the shape of her face.

Just like Jellal, there was the word Heaven on the left side of her neck

The clothes she wore were also similar to Jellal's, long pants and a shirt.

Jellal showed a strange look for a moment at seeing this woman again.

After that, he placed a hand on his chest and lowered his head slightly.

"Aunt," he said in a respectful tone while Elda and Safira bowed until their heads were level with their chests.

She was his father's cousin, who led the Heaven Race in terms of administration.

She is extremely strong, even stronger than his father despite having the same cultivation, the True God Ninth Stage.

It could probably be said that she was the strongest in the Heaven Race without including the sleeping elders.

Her name was Charlotte.

Jellal called her aunt because she did have an important role in raising him.

She was also the teacher who taught him everything about cultivation.

The woman's eyelids opened right after Jellal called out to her, revealing a pair of exquisite golden eyes.

They were cold and indifferent, but when her eyes moved towards Jellal, even her lips showed a faint smile.

"You're already a Paragon, not bad. However, it's a vast and deep realm, you must train harder to become a True God," the woman said.

There are nine cultivation realms, starting from the 10 Stage Dragon Warrior, then the 10 Stage Dragon Master, 10 Stage Dragon King, 10 Stage Dragon Emperor, 10 Stage Sage, 10 Stage Sovereign, 10 Stage Transcendent, Paragon who only has 1 Stage, and True God with 10 Stages.

Jellal had reached the Paragon Realm, a realm so high that it was unimaginable for beings in the small world.

However, in the Heaven Race, Paragons are only considered junior. You need to become a True God to gain respect.

"I will definitely continue to train hard, aunt," Jellal replied with a faint smile.

Although the Paragon Realm was only one stage, it had to be recognized that passing through it to become a True God was no easy feat. Most people failed to do so and were stuck in that realm forever.

Jellal would certainly not be like that.

In fact, he was able to break through to become a True God within three years from today.

That was the fastest breakthrough in history as most geniuses took over a hundred years.

"By the way, aunt, is there anything?" Jellal asked her, as if wanting to know the reason for her coming even though he already knew.

He was just repeating something that had already happened to make it seem natural.

"We're going to the Holy Moon Empire," Charlotte replied. "I heard that the Holy Moon Emperor has found his missing daughter in a Small World. She's about your age, and has an Immortal Moon Heart. Whoever manages to become her husband will have a tremendous fortune in addition to gaining control over the power of the moon. I'm sure the Holy Moon Emperor would be delighted to have us bond in marriage."

When saying that, the woman showed a smile that made a deep impression.

From her point of view, it didn't matter whether the Holy Moon Emperor agreed or not. If he agreed, everything would be fine. However, if he disagreed, he should be prepared for endless trouble.

The Heaven Race had always been domineering and they did not tolerate anyone who disagreed with their wishes.

This was already a natural trait that could not be lost after dominating the universe for generations.

In the current generation, Charlotte had taken that domineering nature to a new level, and Jellal was continuing that. Of course, he will also take it to a higher level.

Jellal couldn't show a surprised expression after hearing Charlotte's words because it was something he had already heard.

He could only think of the past.

In fact, the daughter of the Holy Moon Emperor, whose name was Ye Qingyue had a fiance in that Small World, and her fiance was one of those protagonists.

They got engaged for some reason and only developed a relationship after the engagement.

Since her fiancé was a protagonist, so fate made her feelings slowly grow even though it hadn't reached the point where she let him sleep in the same room as her.

Only, a twist happened in their lives.

The man, Qin Xiao, allegedly died after doing battle with an extremely powerful enemy.

At the same time, Ye Qingyue was found by the people of the Holy Moon Empire and brought to the empire to meet her real family.

Later, she became engaged to Jellal.

It was a heartless engagement.

Ye Qingyue still kept remembering her old fiancé who she thought was dead, while Jellal didn't care either as he only thought of it as a political marriage.

He only wanted her body and status as her husband, nothing more.

Throughout the relationship, he never tried to do her any favors so she had feelings for him.

And that was the mistake he made.

The day when Qin Xiao came to the Universe Main Region, Ye Qingyue decided to run away with him.

The Heaven Race naturally didn't let the fiancée of their young noble run off with another man. They chased after her, and the end of the matter was Ye Qingyue sacrificing herself so that Qin Xiao could escape.

From then on, Qin Xiao became very resentful of the Heaven Race. He trained harder with the sole purpose of destroying them.

In the end, he truly became one of the most terrifying of the protagonists.

Jellal clearly remembered how his sword split his head into two.

'That will never happen in this life, and you won't be able to have your wife again,' Jellal thought as his gaze went cold for a moment.

He would correct his mistake at that time.

In his opinion, he should have made Ye Qingyue truly his, not just in a political relationship, but in a real relationship.

That way, when Qin Xiao came, he would find she was already the wife of another man.

Of course, he would still hate the Heaven Race in such a scenario, but it was a different hatred.

His hatred only had a basis because he was hurt that his fiancée would rather be with another man.

It would hit his mentally so that his enthusiasm for training would continue to suffer.

Jellal believed it would be the starting point of his decline, possibly leading fate to revoke his protagonist status.