Chapter 1: Spirit Awakening Ceremony in a new world

The Multiverse, a major realm consisting of a plethora of universes within its boundaries. Mythical tales, divine existences, and fictional worlds--all exist within its bounds.

It seems as though the Multiverse is an ever-growing organism creating new dimensions every now and then.

Amongst the countless dimensions that exist within the Multiverse, one fateful day, two had a small encounter with each other. And thus, two primordial divine existences met. Gods being gods, they fought and then made love.

Those two beings were exactly Gaea, the Greek Mother of Olympians Gods, and Buri, The Norse Father of Asgardian Gods. The meeting was a short few years, not more than a century but it produced a son.

The two primordial gods were perplexed, born in the gap between two dimensions, the infant could not be brought to any of their homes, be it the Norse dimension or the Greek dimension.

For the first time, both gods regretted not using 'protection' during their little sensual escapade. Because this child would not be accepted in any supernatural universe, and in no scenario can he possess the divine blood which was his birthright.

"Born from our avatars, he can be stripped of their lineage and immortality but not their essence," said Buri. "They cannot stay in the void."

"Seal his cores, destroy his body and throw the souls into a fictional reincarnation cycle," said the mother goddess, cruel as such an act was, it was the only way for them to survive. And so, the two primordial beings spoke in sync;

"Though he can never reunite with our homes, the child is ours nonetheless. He shall receive a boon from us converting the divine essence into something unique to himself."

Both gods knew that it was impossible for the infant to awaken his boons on the Barren World, but they blessed the two anyway. Unknown to the pair of primordial, they had met and created a child under the influence of the council of Pantheons.

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Yulan Plane

A festival atmosphere shrouded the small town of Sergo. The Spirit Awakening ceremony will be held today.

Every adult with a six-year-old child queued before the luxurious Spirit Temple decorated in gold and silver.

Right before the temple was a huge platform with a runic circle inscribed on the high stage of the platform. Meanwhile, three crystal orbs were newly placed on pure white stands in the middle of it. Two more stands as big as a pillar were placed on two ends of the platform, holding up a white sheet just like a modern-day projector.

A priest standing right beside the orb stand with a solemn face spoke, "The spirit awakening ceremony will commence now. You child, come up."

"Place your hand on the orb in the middle," the priest instructs and the child follows.

Suddenly, the runic formation lights up summoning countless micro sparks gathered above it. As they permeate into the kid's body, the crystal ball turns hazy.

Soon, the boy felt a rush of energy coursing throughout his body originating from the orb and finally returning to the orb.

The hazy view displayed in the orb changed into a solitude of a twin-tailed snake.

As soon as it does, the image of the snake appears on the white sheet. "Connate Spirit: Twin-Tailed Snake," announces the priest.

*Clink*

The circle under the boy rotates as the second orb first orb's place.

"Place your hand on the orb again, child."

This time the white hazy orb turns green with the number 3 displayed on it.

"Spirit Type: Warrior Spirit," the priest adds. Moments later the orb stands move once more with the last orb now facing the kid.

"Aura index: 3"

"You may leave the stage child. Next," the priest says.

"Connate Spirit: Grape Tree, Type: Scholar Spirit, Mana Index: 5"

"Connate Spirit: Draco Sword, Type: Warrior Spirit, Aura Index: 7"

"Connate Spirit: Flaming Bear, Type: Warrior Spirit, Aura Index: 8"

"Connate Spirit: Witch Eye, Type: Scholar Spirit, Mana Index: 9"

One after another, the children awakened their spirits. The line of children moved forward, the next in line was a solemn boy.

As he ascended the platform, everyone's gaze turned 'aloof' and 'disgusted' as if they were looking at a 'filth'. The reason for that was also simple, the child is the abandoned son of a prostitute at the red light area of the town.

"Put your han..." Before the priest could finish, the child's hand was already on the first orb. Just like before energy sparks flickered above the runic circle.

However, nothing appeared on the white sheet.

Seeing this, the priest emotionlessly says, "No spirit, you are inept. Only one in a hundred could awaken their spirit. You were born unlucky. Now, quickly leave, go back to where you came from."

The child did not argue and left. He already got what he wanted. "I can feel them now," he thought.

This child was Ivor Yeager. A reincarnator who gained two gifts from the Council of Pantheons.

Ivor's spirits had already awakened with the influx of spirit energy. That's right, spirits. Ivor awakened his gifts as his spirits--Divine Crown and Divine Crest.

'The spirit awakening ceremony and the tools used on it were designed to awaken mortal aura and mana, not divine power. They could not possibly detect my divine spirits,' mutters Ivor.

Sergo Town, Slum Area

In a barely standing hut of the slum area, a six-year-old boy with brownish skin and black hair sat cross-legged on the ground. His physique was thin and malnourished with the bone lines almost visible on his chest. This was Ivor sitting in his own barely accommodable home.

In his mind, the boy was organizing all the information he has collected about this world. 'This world according to the gods, is a mix of fantasy novels. As such, the power hierarchies of the world have become a hybrid of all three.'

'The main antagonist of this world are demons who appear out of the Abyss Gates. They have already conquered two third of the world. This led the four races major races of the world; Human, Elven, Dwarven, and Orcian to form an alliance of five temples.'

The southern lands belong to the human kingdom, the eastern mountains to the dwarves, the western forest to the elves, and finally, the northern winter ranges to the orcs. The central plains belong to the alliance itself which serves as the command center for all the temples.

'Even the religion here is based on the racial gods of the four races,' Ivor says internally. 'But each race has a unique power system as well.'

'Only the humans use connate spirits as their main power system. Meanwhile, the elves use forest fairies, the dwarves use artifacts, and the orcs tame beasts. While humans are capable of using all three, they are adept in none.'

The human body could not bare the brunt of bestial essence, their minds could not handle the spirits, and artifact bonds tend to poison them. This is why humans have been sticking with the most ancient path of power, nurturing connate spirits instead of replacing them like the other races.

Even so, humans have remained a major race due to their numbers.

'Though the gods have proclaimed this world is my playground, I doubt there are no ulterior motives involved. I just don't know what it is.'