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The Mikaelson Family in an Irregular World (Paused)

"We've all heard the legends, the first vampires. Their eternal vow. How they roamed the Earth a thousand years, saw empires rise and fall. To most, they were monsters, but to a few, they were something more. If you look closely, you'll find traces of them through history. They've got a bit of a reputation. After a thousand years, things can get complicated. Eventually, they were drawn back to a place they once called home, somewhat reluctantly. But they just couldn't resist New Orleans where the good times roll, and the heads do too. It wasn't easy, but some things are worth fighting for. Some things you can't give up on, even when all hope is lost. Even when it seems like it's over; it's never over. Some things can't be broken. Every family has a legacy, and this is mine. I intend to fight for "Always and Forever", even if it destroys me." The Youngest Mikaelson, Henrik, is trapped inside an alternate world after being killed by the werewolves. His soul is bounded by strong magic which prevents him from ageing, and he is alone inside the alternative world with no living being present other than him. The only thing keeping him from going insane is the fact that from this alternate world, he can watch his family using Esther bloodline as a link. Over the centuries, he observes how his family lived, how they loved, how they hunted, how they hated, he saw it all. Over the years, Henrik grew to crave the bond that his siblings had; the love and trust was the thing he wanted more than anything. So he made a plan, to escape his imprisonment, he started absorbing more and more magic from his prison world. This world was not only his prison but also the source of his power. Henrik had a unique soul that caused his magic to grow more durable and more robust as he aged, this world steadily strengthened his soul so that his soul would become indestructible and handle his ever-growing magic. For a century he absorbed the magic around him and finally one day he was able to escape from the prison world successfully. He doesn't have a body; thus he created one for him, seeing that wherever his family went trouble would always follow he decided to escape from the clutches of the spirits and be reborn in a new word. A world that is different yet similar to the previous one at the same time. Now that he is back, he will claim what is rightfully his, he will have his family, and he would do anything to achieve his goal. [Discord Link:-https://discord.gg/MH4QAKF] [Average word count:- 1000 words per chapter] [At least four chapters per week] [Only constructive criticism is needed.]

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Chapter :-78 Rebekah Mikaelson (Part-1)

The land wasn't too far from Henrik's view; he has been travelling on his ship for a few months and was a few hours away from the mainland.

The port of Tokyo was near and he couldn't wait to return home after so many years. Learning ancient magic from India took him some time and he even had to modify the ship so that it could carry the unusually heavy meteoroid gifted by Khan.

Henrik entered his cabin and sat on a chair; he put his palm over his pendant and channelled some of his magic inside it. The purple-pendant glowed with dark-purple light and illuminated Henrik's chest.

ᒥ....Can you hear me sister?....ᒧ

ᒥ....Henrik!? Is that you brother!?....ᒧ

ᒥ....Yes, sister, I will reach Tokyo port in a few hours so please prepare to start with the ritual it must not be delayed any longer....ᒧ

ᒥ....It's good that you have returned but you should take some rest before we proceed with the ritual....ᒧ

ᒥ....I can rest all I want but first I must free Rebekah....ᒧ

ᒥ....*Sigh*….okay, I will prepare for everything....ᒧ

ᒥ....Thank you, sister....ᒧ

(After a few hours)

Freya waited for Henrik to arrive at the Tokyo Port, Honda Tadakatsu and Kiyohime Gerard standing beside her. Honda was doing his job as Freya's bodyguard whereas Kiyohime awaited her master's return after some many years.

A considerably large ship came into their view, on the head of the boat stood a white-haired man wearing black-red Mage outfit.

His ocean blue eyes radiated newborn power, a raging storm of energy. The ship was docked at the port and the crew started unloading the ship. Henrik casts a basic cloaking-spell to cover the heavy meteoroid while he lifted it using [Force].

She wore a purple Yukata, black Obi over her waist and a pink ribbon tied around her silver-white hair, her green eyes contained joy and happiness while the purple-pendant around her neck also gave off a blackish glow.

Freya stepped forward and gave Henrik a tight hug and asked about the meteoroid floating in the air.

"I missed you, Henrik…."

"I missed you too, sister."

"What is that giant rock levitating in the air?"

"It was a parting gift from a friend….."

Freya's eyes widened for a second before she smiled happily while thinking to herself about what her little brother said.

ᒥ....So he was finally able to make a friend huh…..this is a good sign....ᒧ

ᒥ....Yes it is, your brother is slowing letting go of all his hate and anger....ᒧ

ᒥ....You think so too Izanami!? I guess there really is something on which we could agree upon....ᒧ

ᒥ...….ᒧ

Kiyohime moved forward and greeted her master with a smile across her usually serious face. She wore red-coloured Kimono and a white Obi around her waist; her red eyes and long white hair were comparable to the most beautiful Goddesses in the whole Shinto faction.

"Welcome back Master…."

Henrik nodded before saying in a slightly hoarse tone.

"I have some important things to discuss with you once I finish with the ritual, remind me afterwards okay?"

"Yes, master…"

Honda Tadakatsu wore silver-light armour and carried a long-sword over his shoulder, his black hair and black eyes reminded Henrik of the locals in India.

He gave off a powerful feeling as always. He stood beside Freya and gave Henrik a curt bow before spoke in a rigid yet respectful tone.

"Welcome back my Lord, I hope your journey went well….."

"Yes it did, it did indeed. Did my sister have any problem during my absence?"

"No my Lord, Freya-sama is very capable and smart there was absolutely no problem in her handling the different things within the clan and even at government level."

ᒥ....She slept through most of the meeting and burned a few letters of dinner from other clans without even reading them, she even forgot to sign on a few important letters requested by the royal family, she nearly killed the young master of Fungi clan since he made fun of your way of governing the city though these things aren't required to be reported right?....ᒧ

Honda turned towards Freya who stood behind Henrik, she had a slight blush and a look that spelt 'Murder'; enough clue for Honda to understand that he should better keep his mouth shut. Never anger a woman, especially if she was your Lord's Elder sister.

Henrik raised an eyebrow after listening to Honda's report and looked back at his sister's face, she had an innocent smile over her face confusing him if what Honda reported was the truth or not. He decided to put this behind his mind and focus on the problem at hand.

"Is the ritual read to be performed?"

"Yep…"

"Well then, Let's begin!…."

"[Apparition]….."

With a snapping sound, they all teleported to the desired location along with the giant meteoroid leaving behind the ship and the crew who ignore everything and focused on unloading the crates filled with spices and recipes they brought from India.

(Somewhere underground)

*Snap*

A snapping sound echoed throughout the silent cave as four individuals and a giant rock of unknown material appeared inside the enormous underground vein.

The cave was kept illuminated with torches as the sunlight didn't reach this deep within the earth.

Three chalices, one empty, one filled with black ink and the last one filled with the blood of a Mikaelson were kept beside each other whereas a coffin covered in chained lay in the middle of the unsymmetrical cave.

Henrik closed his eyes and started chanting a spell.

"Ilumous agre metise abba...."

As the words continued, the chalice filled with black ink started overflowing. The following black ink made a sphere around the coffin and made strange symbol on the surface of the sphere as soon as the black ink completely followed out of the chalice, the blood-filled chalice also started overflowing its container.

The blood travelled towards the coffin and covered the chains binding it.

"Syuro mejji menos hadoo…."

The empty chalice kept near the two other chalices started being filled with a golden coloured liquid which appeared out of nowhere.

Once the golden liquid filled the whole chalice, it turned into vapour and impact the coffin as a whole, the blood covering the chain absorbed the golden vapour and so did the black marking which turned golden.

*Crack*

The chains cracked and burst open, debris flying all over the place. Henrik had exhausted half of his magic reserves but the spell was successful.

*Creak*

The coffin suddenly opened by itself, revealing a beautiful woman lying inside with her eyes closed.

A beautiful and very attractive woman who has natural light blonde hair, light blue eyes, full lips, and pale light skin with a small dusting of freckles across her cheeks and nose.

She was a tall and slim Caucasian female, over 1000-years old but looks similar to 16 or 17 years old teenage girl.

She had long, icy blonde hair, which was usually naturally wavy; however, she could be seen with straight or curled hair or pulled back in a casual style, rarely wearing any hair accessories.

"Rebekah….."

The sleeping woman opened her light blue eyes and gazed at the world.

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