Such Irony

In the world of Hybrids, Supernatural Ego was everything.

A brain to the body is exactly what the Supernatural Ego is to the Hybrid, the core that holds and develops the Hybrid's power. From the Supernatural Ego—one can discern, what kind of bloodline resides in their bodies, tell the grade of the bloodline, and also the level of purity of the supposed bloodline.

Vampires, Dragons, and Titans were some of the few red-grade bloodlines.

Even if one has those red-grade bloodlines, they would be further classified by purity.

Naturally, those with higher purity would be stronger than the rest.

One who has a high level of bloodline purity would have a named Supernatural Ego.

Hybrids with a high-grade bloodline were few, Hybrids with a high level of bloodline purity were also few—but Hybrids with both a high-grade bloodline, and a high level of bloodline purity were even fewer.

Dracula, Naamah, and even Cacus were some of the famous named Supernatural Egos.

All of them belonged to extremely powerful and famous heroes among Hybrids.

Even then, they were all merely powerful beings passed down in stories.

None of them were literal Gods.

Because of that, Lucivar couldn't believe what was written on one of his Supernatural Egos.

He rubbed his eyes going for a second look to make sure what he was reading was right, and he was not wrong, the glowing green writings mentioned the name 'Loke the Sly One'. At that realization, Lucivar looked back at the statue before he fell on his bottom.

It couldn't be described how incredibly wrong this situation was.

Knowing that the statue was of Loki's bloodline, his view of it drastically changed.

"H- How is this possible...? I have the bloodline of an Angel—AN ANGEL!" Lucivar uttered out loud, voicing out what was inside his shocked mind. "Not only did a named Supernatural Ego of a God is unheard of, but it was a God that was not angelic at all, an Evil God! This can't be right!"

Lucivar wouldn't be this shocked if his bloodline was of the Demons.

But he was the opposite of a Demon with Loki's bloodline.

"Does this mean Loki was an Angel before, or does it mean I'm not an Angel? Ah—what in the heck is happening, I don't understand!" Lucivar messed his hair, his mind couldn't understand what was going on with his bloodline.

He only became more and more confused the longer he thought about this situation.

Nevertheless, there was one thing that became clearer.

Now Lucivar knew that the malevolent power he felt that took over him when he embraced Delilah's body belonged to this statue, Loki's statue. It was the power that helped him take down the Fire Primordial, and also the power that the green sphere earlier contained.

He could feel the similarity with the green energy Loki's statue slightly emanate.

"If that's the case then doesn't that means..."

Just then, however, his eyes widened as he stood up and went over to the egg statue.

He gazed at the Rune of Mischief on it and also the green energy line on the floor repeatedly.

Putting the pieces together—Lucivar came to a realization about the green sphere, "God Loki as its nickname indicated, was a deity who was fond of trickery. Instead of obtaining the gold sphere I aimed for, I got the green sphere, instead. Did he reward me for successfully tricking the guard?"

Lucivar aimed for the guard to experiment with ways to obtain the gold sphere.

From killing the guard he knew that the gold sphere didn't come from killing stronger people.

So that means he could obtain it through his intentions, bad intentions to be exact.

Since he gained a gold sphere from Dorian, his intention to kill and the will to act upon it must be the reason, he gained the gold sphere. Lucivar was quite certain, about this—especially at the realization that one of his Supernatural Ego was the God Loki.

But now he stumbled with another thing entirely.

Not only manifesting bad intentions in general, but he also got rewarded for doing trickery.

"In the end, I'm also destined to do evil things," Lucivar muttered as he looked at his own two hands. "Deep inside, I still want to be a good person. But in order to be a good person, I need to be strong. In order to be strong, I need power. In order to have power, I need to be evil"

"Such irony..." He muttered, flashes of his fresh past crossed in his mind.

Despite the path was not as expected, he wouldn't shun it.

At this moment, he wanted to do anything he could in order to not let the past repeat itself.

Averting his attention from his memories that left a bad taste in his mouth—Lucivar glanced over at the egg statue, and touched, its surface. Closing his eyes briefly, he felt the swirling ether in it before opening his eyes, "I've become stronger. I feel my ether was increased"

From absorbing the green sphere, the amount of ether inside his Supernatural Ego swelled.

It was not a lot but definitely noticeable.

"I need to absorb another gold sphere to know exactly how comparable the increase brought by the green sphere to it," Lucivar pondered out loud. He was a second-star Neophyte at the current moment, a small realm higher than when he first absorbed the gold sphere.

Due to that, the increase would vary, and telling which one is better is hard for him to do.

Only when he absorbed another gold sphere would he know.

Nodding his head, Lucivar, cast one last glance at the statue of Loki, still shrouded in dark clouds with only his horned helmet visible. After that—he swept his gaze towards the four other unknown statues.

"I activated Loki's statue by doing trickery, maybe it could be done to the others as well..."

Lucivar exited his inner chamber and opened his eyes.

Glancing around, he was still in the same position with the guard's corpse beside him.

"Aren't they taking their time to enjoy the moment too much...?" Lucivar said—dumbfounded as the couple was still mingling on the back. Sighing to himself, he went ahead and stripped the guard's armor and hid the corpse.

He didn't need to dispose of it as he was not going to stay in the city for long.

Checking and addressing his clothes, he stepped out of the stable.

But he stopped mid-track when a voice startled him.

"I thought you were some pervert with a panty in your pocket, I guess I was wrong" 

Lucivar frowned when he heard this, he recognized the voice, as he glanced at the source of the voice—finding Leandra was leaning on the wall beside the door with her arms crossed. It seemed she was watching him do what he did.

Standing upright, she continued, "I don't need you to do this. I don't need your help"

Upon hearing this, Lucivar turned to face her and smiled.

"I didn't do it for you," He replied in a high tone.

As soon as he said that, his smile instantly vanished, showing that it was a fake smile.

Giving no more of his attention to Leandra, he turned away to leave.

"Is this your true self? Killing others for fun?" Leandra once again halted him with her words.

Pivoting around for the second time, Lucivar raised an eyebrow before she continued, "If you are not doing this for me then you are doing this for fun. You don't take any of his equipment, and you didn't take his Supernatural Ego, so what's in it for you if it is not for the goodness of helping me?"

"Killing is a crime and you'll be imprisoned if this gets out" She added in a particular tone.

Lucivar grimaced when he heard this, "Is that a threat...?"

Upon that question—the air between them crackled with tension as if the very atmosphere had been set ablaze. Lucivar and Leandra were locked in a staredown, the intensity of their stare alone enough to make the air shimmer.

Lucivar's question hung in silence, unanswered, but her silence spoke volumes.

Naturally, he took Leandra's silence as a yes.

His ether, fully replenished from absorbing the green sphere's energy, began to surge.

Slowly, his golden eyes began to burn with a fierce light.

Responding to his ether being prepared for battle, the air thickened, bracing for what seems to be, an inevitable clash. But as the tension reached its breaking point—Leandra closed her eyes and raised her hands, a gesture of surrender that eased the tension between them.

"Calm down, I was only testing," Leandra said, appeasing the situation.

Seeing that Lucivar was still on-guard, she continued, "Because of your display of power, the others were worried, that you might go berserk like that again, so the others wanted to know the catalyst that made you like that. I'm checking if anger was the catalyst or not"

Despite still distrustful, Lucivar dispersed his ether and turned around again.

"Don't worry, that won't happen again," He said assuringly.

After saying that, Lucivar left the premises and went back, leaving Leandra behind.

Keeping her eyes on his disappearing back, she eventually sighed and shook her head.

"He still didn't answer my question..." She mused, casting a look at the stable.

Leandra could tell that he was telling the truth when he said he didn't do it for her sake, but that made her even more curious as to what was the reason he did it, "The others who saw what happened to him that night, were convinced he was an Angel Hybrid but I do not think someone with an Angel bloodline would do something like this"

Days slipped by after the incident, with Lucivar itching to obtain another gold sphere.

But he refrained from doing so, the risk was too great.

Another killing in this town would surely draw the attention of the guards so he curbed his darker impulses. Not to mention, Leandra has been keeping an eye on him. She frequently visited the boys' room, citing the noise in the girls' quarters as an excuse to linger.

However, what she was doing was obvious.

Other than that, the guard's corpse hadn't been found which was unexpected.

Lucivar spent his days meditating peacefully because of that, consolidating his ether as well as refining his Supernatural Ego with the accumulated energy. Currently—Lucivar was within his Inner Chamber, inspecting the egg statue's wing.

Due to his training and a little bit of Tobias' help, the wing flared more than before.

Even in a foreign place, Lucivar didn't stop training.

He was getting stronger steadily.

Just earlier, Tobias told him that it would take a talented Hybrid, years—to reach the five-star Neophyte rank but in a mere month, Lucivar was already at the second-star, and was nearing the third-star.

Knowing his bloodline, he expected no less.

Speaking of bloodline, Lucivar glanced over to Loki's statue and inspected it once again.

It was still surreal for him to realize that he had the bloodline of a God.

Suddenly, Loki's statue blurred for a second, causing him to look down and shake his head.

"I must be tired, let's rest for the day. Tomorrow is our day to depart," He mused.

Deciding to end the training for today, as he needs to wake up early tomorrow, Lucivar exited his inner chamber and lay down on his bed. Mirel, Bob, and Darwin were in this room, all were sleeping together on one bed.

Finding that the others were asleep, Lucivar turned to face away and tried to sleep as well.

But the next morning, his eyes shot open at the sound of a loud crash.