The Dragon Egg

The basin that suddenly appeared in the forest of Drahel was shocking to say the least. The small kingdom next to it was flooded by cultivators. The small city of Elijah next to the forest was especially packed.

In an inn in the eastern gate facing the forest, a group of adventurers where talking about the recent happenings in the Drahel forest. The group's leader was a bulky man with a gloomy disposition. His companions didn't seem all that close to him. They all had a degree of shiftiness to them. The shiftiness or rather the most shifty one was talking to the bulky man.

"So boss are you sayin' there won't be any Martial Emperors or Saints. I would think they would be coming, I mean this might basically be a newborn god, and a devine kingdom to boot", as if he couldn't be shiftier he says this with the greediest look on his face.

The boos looked at him with distaste and ridicule in his eyes and answered "Why would Emperors or even anyone above Prime Mortal, come here. The divine kingdom is so small an Emperor could make it in a year without any backlash. Not to mention Saint could kill lower level gods and take their divine kingdoms. Even Prime Mortals could kill growing demigods and their energy as a base for creating a divine kingdom. Your really don't understand anything above Prime Mortal, do you?"

"But boss then why are you here I mean you are a Prime Mortal... right?" the shifty and now greedy looking guy said with doubt in his shifty looking eyes.

The boss just looked at him with even greater scorn and scoffed "You think killing a child of a Deity doesn't come with risks?... Or maybe you think I don't want to own a divine kingdom?... Maybe you haven't been told the story of Prime god Zeus and his obsession with his demigod spawn? Finding a forming divine kingdom would be better but finding a god seed with a divine kingdom is still lucky."

The shifty and greedy and now embarrassed looking guy was going to ask about the uses of a divine kingdom next but the scorn on the mascular man's face was too much even for him to take. He was really curious, he had been stuck in the Martial grandmaster realm for forever now and his shit master told him that achieving the Prime Mortal realm had something to do with the soul. The bastard even doubled down and talked about it having to do with palaces. The shifty guy was so angry that he killed the bastard as soon as he became a Grand master.

Lucky for the shifty and greedy looking guy his companions had been with him for forever and the shifty and lazy looking guy in particular had his back. The shifty and lazy looking guy volunteer for the job and asked "Why do you need a divine kingdom anyway Great and handsome Boss?."

The bulky looking guy was always a bit uncomfortable with this lazy looking guy, the man had taken to calling him a Great and handsome Boss. He didn't know if he should reprimand him for his blatant flattery or just answer to the embarrassing form of address . He contemplated for a second and then came to his senses after finding that the statement was very true and he shouldn't discount his own charisma.

"Well the divine energy of course, what else would you want it for? Well you'd need an open Niwan or soul palace or even a purple palace to store it but the benefits of it are incredible, turning you into a demigod instantly" He said with a bit of yearning.

"So Boss as awesome as you are, you have already opened this Palace wachama call it?" the lazy looking guy said with a tone that somehow relayed awe and wonder while making clear his disinterested in cultivation.

The combination worked on the boss. He would have like to keep a few secrets but felt awkward not answering the lazy guy's admiration. "Well all Prime Mortals all have a Palace open. I remember hearing that Hercules opened 4 in order to perfect his bodily strength, most normal people just open one. I just went for the Purple Palace."

That's what he said but only he new that he opened the Purple Palace because he couldn't open the Niwan palace. Now he can't ever form his own divinity and has to either inherit it or take it from nature. If he was in the Heavenly mandate realms he would have fond a way to do either but in the Prime Mortal realm there's nothing he can do. He wouldn't say this but part of him felt relieved about not opening the Soul palace.

Their conversation died down and they ordered drinks to keep the boredom way. They had planned everything quite well other parties of adventurers had went ahead into the forest but they decided to wait a day after all it had been only 6 days since the creater formed and this things usually take months to wrap up.

As this was going on in a cave in the outskirts of the greater Alexander was finally fully awake. The Dragon Egg he was in was hard enough to thwart Martial Emperors so he didn't have to worry. The Egg cracked on its own and Alexander walked out. He didn't look like Alexander at all his eyes were without murderous intent or sorrow, even the world weary look in his eyes were gone. All of this was not out of place though. It was the look his 5-6 year body should have. The chubbyness was justified as well. In short Alexander looked very cute.

The Egg then transformed into light particles which then reformed as armour on Alexander's body, which then sunk into his fresh. Alexander used a bit of his energy of energy to bring out the amour the refashioned it into normal everyday clothes with black pants and a brown long sleeve shirt. He stretched a bit and then smiled a very happy and cute smile.

"Now I just have to find my adoptive family and my new life can begin"