2. Main Mansion

It's been a few days since I was born, and today seems to be special because everybody is busy cleaning the mansion, and my mother is even more luxuriously dressed than usual.

I was bored, so I decided to start a conversation with my system.

'System, I have two questions to ask you.'

[ And what are those questions? ]

'Why is my bloodline related to the devil? Like, I know Cassius is the final antagonist, but what the hell, a devil? And is it just me, or is my bloodline too overpowered?'

[ Ok, I'll explain everything to you. You see, when I maximized your bloodline, it shouldn't have been that way. First of all, there are a lot of bloodlines related to devils, and there are also primordial ones at that. For example, if someone had the bloodline 'Demon of pride,' I'd give him the bloodline of 'Primordial devil of pride,' so it means the first bloodline from where it originated from will be his primordial bloodline. You understand? ]

'Continue.'

[ But Cassius already had an OP bloodline, and I've been scammed. I couldn't know your bloodline was associated with who because of this world's system, and hacking through it will be too time-consuming, so I just maximized it to primordial rank, the one from where it originated, but you! You had the bloodline 'First Demon king', and so it became 'Primordial Devil' because it's his ancestor. The primordial devil is the strongest bloodline in the universe. He was so overpowered that even gods couldn't take him down, and they killed him by ambushing him. ]

'Wait, doesn't that mean that when the constellations of this world learn about it, they'll come killing me?'

[ I can hide it until you're strong enough. So where was I, ah yes, they killed him while he slept, but they didn't know he had a son, and this is from where the first Demon King came. ]

'Doesn't that mean that the bloodline from the first demon king is the second best?'

[ Well, the third best. So even without my interference, you will have an overpowered bloodline. ]

'Wait, but how come you have his bloodline?'

[ You are not strong enough to know. ]

'Ugh, I wondered when you'll say something like that. So that means the one who created you is more powerful than the Primordial Devil.'

[ Can't answer you. So what was your second question? ]

'Can't you have something to make me learn the language because, okay, I can probably understand it in a week, but I want to know what happens today for them to make such a commotion.'

[ You could have asked me before. ]

'So, Yes or No?'

[ Yes, I'll transfer it to you. ]

And then everything seemed clearer, and I could understand and read everything in the room. I looked at my mother and heard her saying:

« - My husband is coming in a few minutes, we have to arrange the room more quickly.

- Yes, lady. We are doing our best. »

My mom walked towards me and said:

« - Son, your mommy will do her best to not be afraid in front of your father. He is scary. But please, even if you don't understand me, don't cry in front of him, okay? I am but a mere concubine, and the first wife could use it against you if you don't make a good first impression. I'll do my best for you, so be strong for me, okay? »

I locked eyes with my mom and saw just how frightened she seemed to be of my father, so I held her hands and let out a soft giggle to appease her.

She smiled at me and rushed to another maid to instruct her. I couldn't help but be curious about what my father looked like. And just as I was falling asleep because of the commotion and the sudden information entering my brain, the door opened.

A very tall man with an aura of predator entered the room, and everyone fell silent. My mom rushed to welcome him.

So he is my father: Alexander Von Silvercrest, also known as the strongest in the world, but wow, he looks even more handsome than me in my previous life.

His presence commanded the room as he strode in, a towering figure with an aura of strength and authority. His jet-black hair, swept back in waves, framed a face adorned with piercing red eyes that seemed to bore into my soul with their intensity.

A scar, like a badge of honor, marked his left eyebrow, adding a rugged edge to his otherwise flawless appearance. Despite the severity of the scar, it only served to enhance his allure, giving him a rugged charm that I found both intimidating and intriguing.

As he approached, his gaze locked with mine, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. There was a warmth in his eyes, a depth of emotion that belied his imposing exterior. In that moment, I sensed a connection, a bond that transcended words.

As he reached out to me, a hesitant hand extended in invitation, I felt a surge of curiosity and apprehension. Yet, as his strong arms enveloped me in a protective embrace, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging, as if I had finally found my place in the world.

And then I realized something while in his embrace, he was a soft bear. The type of person you'd be afraid of, but who is actually so innocent you'd be like, 'What the hell?'

So I decided to help him and took his finger in my arm. He was a bit surprised, and I couldn't help but giggle.

He looked at my mother and changed his facial expression to one of indifference:

« - It seems he can compete for the position of heir. When he'll be 3 years old and awaken, we will see the results.

- Yes.

- I will personally train him and send him to the main mansion. »

Everyone, when I say everyone, it's everyone, was shocked because only the first wife could live in the main mansion.

My mom accepted his offer, and we began making our stuff prepared. Then my mother took me from his arm, and we walked towards a luxurious car.

As I stepped out of the sleek, black car, I found myself standing before the imposing gates of the ducal mansion. The air was tinged with a faint hint of magic, and the surrounding landscape was a blend of lush gardens and towering spires, stretching towards the sky in a testament to the wealth and power of the Silvercrest family.

The mansion itself is a marvel of architecture, its towering walls adorned with intricate carvings and shimmering with the faint glow of enchantments. As I made my way up the sweeping staircase to the grand entrance, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer opulence of my surroundings.

Inside, the halls were lined with priceless works of art and shimmering crystal chandeliers that casted a warm, inviting light. Servants bustled about, attending to their duties with quiet efficiency, while the soft strains of music drifted through the air, adding to the sense of elegance and refinement that permeates the mansion.

Despite the grandeur of the setting, there is an air of tranquility and serenity that seems to hang over everything, as if the very walls themselves were imbued with a sense of peace and harmony. As I wandered through the halls in the arms of my mother, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and belonging, knowing that this magnificent estate is my home.

As we made our way upstairs we came across the first wife, Silvia Von Silvercrest.