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Supreme Bloodline Genes In The Apocalypse

Going shopping when the world was about to be hit by an apocalypse might not be the smartest thing but how else was he supposed to prepare for the said apocalypse? And that was how Lucas was transmigrated into another world, far different from Earth. A world where the Bloodline of your ancestors will determine your standing. They are called the Rashakas. Fortunately for him, he got lucky here but when the flood of memories of the new body came, Lucas wasn't so sure. Because he was now in the body of a coward Rashaka. If he wants to survive, he must build his reputation, save himself and his new mother from the schemes of the Elders, and most importantly of all build a new reputation for himself. To do all this he must apply for one of the most brutal places in the new world, 'The Academy' a place where the Scion of the Great Clans come together to shed blood without consequences. And the reward for the Academy? It just might be the glorious honor of bringing the apocalypse to Earth. Follow Lucas ( now Kyrexiel) as he tries to save a broken Great Clan and build a new thing for himself.

DukeWriter · Fantasi
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Calmly but firmly, Kyrexiel pushed the thought of his new father and what he did away. He could not afford to think about it now, not here because he didn't know how he would react.

Instead. He focused on the implications of the Iridessa. His mother is currently out of favor with the Emperor and everyone knows it, so does the Scuridae. That mean....."Do you plan to capture this Iridessa?"

Elyrixa clapped softly. "Yes. He's the big fish we will bring the Bloodscion and we'll ask to join her clan. What do you think?" She asked as if his opinion matters in whatever her can was doing.

Kyrexiel nodded, he thought to himself 'I think it's smart. And I'm going to take advantage of that. If the Iridessa plot against my mother and she caught them then she might able to to wiggle something from the Emperor'

"I think it's smart." He said.

Elyrixa nodded and told him that was her plan to get her clan out of the Crumbs. She didn't want much from the Bloodscion, maybe payment in return to helping her solve crimes in the Crumbs.

Kyrexiel stopped himself from pointing out that she could just flood the streets with blue shield if she was really interested in the Crumbs.

But the truth was that Kyrexiel's mother didn't care about the Crumbs, it's so far out of her problems that there's no reason to and really, isn't that why she has a lot of people to look into things like this?

Kyrexiel was interested to know about the meeting with the rogue Iridessa, since it promised to reveal a lot and possibly make him know what Elder Cormac was planing.

"We'll talk about it later. Right now, why don't you have your bath and maybe a change of clothes and food?" Elyrixa asked.

Kyrexiel nodded, thanked her as Urlk called someone to lead him to the bathing area.

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"Well?" Urlk growled. "What do you think about him?"

Elyrixa narrowed her eyes. "Nothing out of the ordinary. And he's not powerful either. Teir One, rank One. That's the weakest rank that even average Rashaka child at fifteen has."

"I'm surprised too. Maybe he's like those with weak Bloodline that don't even bother to cultivate it."

"Maybe we'll have a new member this time and maybe he won't be a spy."

That was the reason they told him all about most of their plans, it was bait to see if he would return and report to anyone. Or use an enchanted tool to communicate.

It was a risky decision but with the increase rate at which they are sending more captured rashakas over to the Iridessa and how the Scuridae were talking them out, they knew whoever was behind it would react.

If a spy was sent then they could trail it back.

Urlk shook his head. Elyrixa knew that he didn't support all her plans but he'll follow her either way. He thought they should stick it out here in the Crumbs, hustle their way to wealth. But Elyrixa knew that wasn't enough. They needed a backer. A powerful one.

Elyrixa sighed. She has a lot of work to do, best to start now. She picked up the first report on the table and started reading.

Her clan specialize in stealing, and information trading and every active members must submit a report of their 'job' to her. It was her way of keeping an eye on them.

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Kyrexiel felt eyes on him, he didn't know where but he knew someone was looking at him. It began when they were walking in the Crumbs earlier but it intensified when they entered the Scuridae's hideout.

He thought it would lessen when he entered the bathing area but still, he could feel the eyes on him. 'What type of Bloodline technique is this. Invisibility?'

Although he understood why they were keeping an eye on him, he hated it and wanted nothing more than to bared her fangs and growled.

But instead, he slowly undressed. Mindful of the wounds on his body. The ones he got from the sanctum was still there, added with the beating from the guards.

'This body didn't even bother to try and raise his Tier since he broke one the first one. If only he did' one of the abilities of the Hydraeus clan is regeneration. Right now it's nothing more than a healing but the more Tier he climb, the more powerful his regeneration will become.

And the good thing is that it is their Initiate abilities not part of those they must unlock as they progress.

There was even a legend that Hydraeus himself could grow back all his seven heads if you cut it off. So far, no one has been able to reach his level and grow the seven heads that meant the pentacle of their bloodline.

Even the current Bloodscion in her Hydra form has four heads.

He cleaned himself with the water in the wooden bucket but first he rolled up his hair since he had no idea how strong the dye in it was.

Elder Cormac's plan to disguise him turned out to be a great help to him. Now no one recognize him and his eyes was covered as well.

The only thing he had to make sure of was to keep himself from getting wounded. The wound on him has dried enough that none of his purple blood leaked.

He had to keep it that way.

He quickly washed himself as best as he could and then dried himself with his old robe. He went out of the bath area to see Urlk standing against a wall, the Scuridae's silver eyes was fasten on him.

'Is he the one spying on me?'' Kyrexiel wondered. But then he forgot that as everyone was staring at him. He realized he just got out of the bathing area naked.

Maybe in his previous body he might have been ashamed but as Kyrexiel, he was used to nudity. The servant in the palace often dressed him.

And, he had nothing to ashamed about. Kyrexiel grinned as everyone's eyes wasn't on him, instead it was on the swinging thing between his legs. Yes, nothing to be ashamed about.