2 God?

It was a beautiful afternoon, in Draco's village. Children played, and adults worked.

On the farm, near the village. A boy was looking at the sky with admiration and a little sadness.

His name was Lúcien Dantalion, 12 years old. Owner of a beautiful face, dark hair the same as night, and red eyes. He was a boy, very calm and funny, yet he still suffered in the hands of other boys, since he was compared to demons because of his red eyes.

And this was not a lie since in legends and stories demons usually had red eyes and very dark hair.

Then his eyes shed little tears, as they blinked constantly. He was thinking of his mother again.

Unfortunately, his mother disappeared, when he was still eight years old, since then he swore he would find her, even if he needed to go to hell.

But strength reigns supreme in this world, and with his mediocre talent, he would not get very far. While other eight-year-old boys were already sixth-level Martial Practitioner, he was still on the first level. No matter what martial art he used, he could never move forward.

Soon the night came. As the moon hung high in the sky, Lucien's tearful eyes began to close and sleep knocked on his door.

...

In a totally dark place, Lucien, he blinked his eyes in confusion.

"Where am I?"

"Hello, boy."

Hearing a strong, majestic voice, Lucien, turned and looked at his back.

To his surprise, there was a man, very muscular and handsome, he had blond hair, while his eyes were blue and made a nice contrast with Lucien's eyes.

Her robes were golden and very majestic. Around his, a suffocating aura was present.

"Who are you?"

Lucien asked in alarm.

"Pleasure. My name is Christopher Merriam. But you can call me Chris. "

Chris spoke, proud, and creating some tension in the air.

"...What you are?"

Lucien asked seriously, looking down at Chris. After all, it was floating, and his legs were fading, little by little.

Becoming serious, Chris began to speak;

"I am a God ... or was. Unfortunately, the people I trusted, betrayed me. "

Chris said with some sadness in his voice. Taking a breath, he went on;

"I could just die. But if my treasure ... No, my ... the only friend fell into the wrong hands, the balance of the whole universe would be chaos. I then used a secret technique, and wandered in soul form, all over the universe, looking for an heir. "

"And this is me?"

Lucien asked, confused, with all that. Honestly, he was full of questions, but he waited for Chris to continue.

"Not yet, you have to pass a test. If you are worthy, you will inherit my legacy. But if it is not, I will erase all your memories. "

"I understand ... But, what is this legacy, what did you say?"

"... Let's just say, it's a bloodline, very powerful."

Chris said, referring to his friend, in a way that Lucien could understand his value and rarity.

Then Lucien's eyes were huge and shocked. After all, a bloodline is not something that you can easily have, in fact, you are already born with it, and yet it is very rare, only one in a million, it can awaken a lineage.

And Chris's "friend" could be considered a lineage, impossible to achieve. Only the luckiest, and most worthy, could have it.

"What's the test?"

Lucien asked, in a hurry, and in fear, that Chris might disappear.

Seeing the animation of the Boy, Chris, gave a small smile, after all, he had the same reaction ... Thousands of years ago.

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