Pursuit Of The Origin

Ding.

"My Prince..."

"My Prince, please wake up." said a soft female voice as I slowly opened my eyes. I looked around, feeling a twinge of confusion and panic, gasping for breath.

Taking a deep breath, I suppressed my emotions and began to think. I surveyed my surroundings, which though unfamiliar, held a strange sense of familiarity, vastly different from what I remembered. Then, a sharp pain shot through my head, causing me to grit my teeth and struggle to contain the urge to scream. For someone accustomed to pain, this was a new and alarming sensation.

Holding my head, I struggled to wave my hand at the maid who had woken me up, gesturing for her to leave. She complied silently, leaving me alone in the quiet and dimly lit room. It took a few minutes for the pain to ease, and gradually, I began to piece together what had happened.

My name was Rishi Arya, born into the affluent Arya family. As a prodigious scientist, I delved into the realms of knowledge, though not as devoutly religious as my family. My interests spanned the vast tapestry of mythologies from around the world, and I harboured a deep fascination for the mystical and fantastical, often immersing myself in novels, anime, or comics that explored these realms.

For that reason, I immersed myself in rigorous training in martial arts and assassination techniques, honing my skills to perfection and pushing my pain tolerance off the charts. Over the span of my forty years of life, I accomplished numerous technological marvels. From groundbreaking advancements in nano-technology to the creation of compact, clean energy sources, and machines harnessing the power of graviton particles, my contributions to science were vast. I collaborated with esteemed colleagues and friends on various team projects, tackling endeavors such as the development of the most advanced and fastest computing systems paired with artificial intelligence boasting off-the-charts IQ levels, all condensed into a palm-sized device. Additionally, we ventured into the realm of space exploration, crafting spacecraft capable of reaching half the speed of light and equipped with energy force field defences, among many other innovations.

Due to my groundbreaking accomplishments with graviton particles, my friends urged me to explore the highest possible application of gravity: the manipulation of the space-time continuum. Though initially skeptical, the temptation proved too great to resist. Fueled by my insatiable thirst for knowledge and my relentless pursuit of the origins of all things, I delved into the research.

However, what began as an experiment soon turned perilous. Inadvertently, I triggered the creation of a space-time continuum vortex, a phenomenon that swiftly began devouring everything in its vicinity. Despite my efforts to deactivate the power source, the vortex continued to draw me in relentlessly.

As the vortex inexorably pulled me closer, panic surged through me. Even as the vortex began to close, sealing my fate, there was no solace to be found. The sheer pressure shredded my body as I was consumed by the swirling maelstrom, and then everything went blank.

And here I find myself, awakening in the body of Rizevim Livan Lucifer. However, it would be inaccurate to claim that I am merely occupying another's body, for what transpired was a fusion of both our souls, birthing something entirely new. I am neither solely Rishi Arya nor solely Rizevim Livan Lucifer; I am a synthesis of both, a new entity forged from their amalgamation.

From this day forth, I shall adopt the name Rizevim Livan Lucifer, acknowledging my current existence within this vessel. Much has changed, and this merging has unlocked countless possibilities. No longer bound to the pure chaos of the former Rizevim Livan Lucifer nor constrained by the pure goodness or neutrality of Rishi Arya, I now find myself existing in a state of equilibrium—a true balance between opposing forces.