CHAPTER 11

Another chapter incoming after I finish editing it and there will be a message too.

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Currently it's 04:09 am and we're still not there yet!

Both Misty and Bella are currently in their small form and are sleeping soundly on each side of my cheeks.

"..."

*Cough*

Anyways.

The road was beautiful for a while before I got bored, even if we were passing a few beautiful plains and hills. I just wasn't in the mood to admire the scenery.

Don't know why I feel like that, was it the crappy road we sometimes pass that makes the car bumps every few minutes?

Or the fact that I found out that the supernatural is actually real and the government may or may not have a few dealing with them.

They have.

At first I didn't know what I was reading because the majority of it was filled with keywords and… redacted.

But with Jarvis and Cortana's help along with a few digging here and there, it became readable.

*sigh*

I'm too young for this shit.

I think I don't have to worry about them for a while. Even though I have some information about them, It's not like I will meet them right away.

But that's not a reason to be careless. Fortunately I have my trusty [Gilgamesh] from devil may cry 4.

Will it be enough though?

Should I take a God slaying weapon or two just to be safe?

Maybe.

*Sigh*

In the end, as I get stronger, an encounter with the supernatural will happen whether I want it or not.

Like a bald and purple-skinned man from the family management department once said: "I am inevitable."

In fact, I already encountered one.

Lake demon from the white lake.

Hmmm, now that I think about it, should I slay—visit, I meant visit them. After all we're neighbors, so

I'll give them a little visit, see what they are up to and if the legend about them kidnapping and eating children is true and they are still doing it…

Violence is always the question and I'll answer it with a yes.

After all, having a flesh eating demon living not far from my house, especially my family…

They are too close for my taste, far too close.

My eyes narrowed at some unsavory what if scenario playing in my head.

*Sigh*

I need to relax, I've been living there for years and nothing ever happened to my family and friends.

After reaching our maternal grandparent's house, I really should find a place to read the books from [Idle Taoist]... and push forward the martial arts training when we get home.

*Sigh*

Power, in the end it comes back to power. No matter what kind of power it is, power always dictates the way the world moves.

Strength.

Charisma.

Wealth.

Law.

Maybe it's a shallow point of view from me but that's my current perspective of the world.

It may change or it won't but if there's one thing I'm sure about.

I am weak.

Kind of funny now that I think about it, the unsavory things I want to do towards the lake demon or demons, which existence I just discovered recently.

Makes me want to laugh.

Third realm of qi-gathering. Sounds fancy but I'm actually weak, a bullet shot to the head and I'm dead, swords can wound my flesh and some deadly poison can easily kill me.

I am weak and that's fine. I only just got this power for two days, I have time.

Whether it's to train, prepare or gather some useful items from various games.

Yes, I can do this. No need to rush, just do it at my own pace.

The power to protect those who are close to me.

A voice spoke in my head as soon as I thought about it.

What's next?

Am I satisfied with just protecting?

Why train, I can easily push my cultivation realm through the golden core and beyond if I just take out a few pills from the game.

No one can beat me then.

I will be unbeatable, invincible, unmatched.

So why bother doing things the long way?

If I'm not strong enough and there's an enemy I can't beat, killing my whole family in front of me. Can I forgive myself?

Question after question keeps popping up inside my mind. I can't refute it.

That's right, why should I take the long way and make things harder for myself. Just a few items from the game then I'll be powerful enough to protect them.

"..." I hate it when I question myself when I am determined to do something.

*sigh*

I took a moment to carefully think of the questions.

No, it's precisely because that is the long way that I have to take it. I can't let myself be spoiled and overdependent on my power.

Long way is the way, it'll make me more disciplined and have more self control.

I'm not a God. Just another human but with superpower. This is me and I hope I won't forget that.

Someone killing my family, I can always revive them and if I can't? Violence is always the question then my answer will be, yes.

Nothing will stop me from getting my revenge if that ever happened.

…Even if the whole world became my enemies.

There will always be someone better than me, I can't be better at everything, there will always be something that I'm bad at.

Satisfied? Maybe, as long as they're safe and sound…living until their ages take away their lives…it will be good enough for me.

What's next? Don't know, I'll cross the bridge when I come to it.

As soon as I answered my last question. The qi inside my body began to circulate faster as my body began to pull the surrounding particles and refine it.

Wait, w-what!?

Fourth realm of qi-gathering.

Fifth realm of qi-gathering.

My body keeps pulling and refining the particles before stopping midway of reaching the sixth realm of qi-gathering.

"Wow, what the heck just happened?"

Though I didn't have time to get into my musing before I felt the car slow down.

My body froze as the thought of them discovering what happened earlier.

Shit.

The car stops, I lay as quietly as possible because I will play dumb if they asked what happened.

"Wake up, kids. We're here!"

My dad called as I heard the sound of the car door being opened and closed a second later.

Huh, I just got scared for nothing. I forgot for a second that they can't even sense the particles let alone see it.

Fortunately no impurities were oozed out of my body or else I wouldn't know how to explain it.

"Mm…"

"Eugh…"

My brother's sleepy groan made me slightly nudge the two fairy sleeping on my chest and motioned them to go inside the bag with my fingers.

As I got out of the car, I saw my brothers laying down on the terrace floor and dazedly staring at the ceiling, while my mother closed her eyes while resting her back against the wall.

I chuckled lightly before helping my dad to move the luggage to the terrace.

"...not that tired anymore, and my body didn't hurt as much…Is this because of the coffee?"

I sweated inwardly as I heard my dad mutter behind me. Though, I'm not too sure but I think that's because some of the refined qi that escapes my body.

Still, it has a positive effect on him so it's a win for me.

After we're done, I sat down near my sleeping brothers and waited for someone to open the door.

Looking at the place again made me feel nostalgia as waves of memories hit me.

It made me realize how much time has passed and how much I have grown up since then.

I remember how me and my brothers along with our cousins played hide and seek on the yard.

*Click*

I was snapped out of my thoughts at the sound as the door opened.

My grandmother. My impression of her is…a woman who lost her son and husband but still lives for the sake of living.

Not like in the past, she doesn't shout as much, but still quiet, and looking grumpy.

In short, I don't particularly hate or like her... I don't know, maybe just like acquaintances?

I don't know.

Sometimes I can feel her desire to get to know us and talk to us more. Unfortunately, we had no topics to talk about and the conversation ended with four or five sentences.

I tried really, even bringing my brothers into the conversation because I can see how happy she was just by speaking to us.

But that's it…I was planning to support her in the future by giving her some money so she can stop forcing herself to work the business she and grandpa build.

"Hello, mom. Hope we didn't disturb your sleep."

"No, I just got back home from working."

After saying that she looked over at us for a moment before leaving, and went to her room.

Hmm, even I can feel their strained relationship from here, like a burned bridge even if the bridge is still connected, it simply doesn't look as strong and beautiful before it gets burnt.

How I wish I can solve this problem like with Milyana's mom, being a persistent bastard.

But the problem is not with me. It's them.

It's no secret that my mom used to be abused before she steels herself and married my father to be free from that house.

I don't know how hard the abuse she suffered through, the hunger she endured and how deep the anger she kept.

I still remember the story as I overheard it when my mom told it to my dad on the road a few years ago.

Well, she's not really heavily abused but borderline abused?

Apparently back then my grandmother favored her son more than her daughter.

Hiding food from my mother and hitting her when she 'stole' food from the table. They're rich goddammit.

My mom tried to tell my grandfather but it didn't work so yeah…

My father was a village boy who came to the city for opportunities, he met my mom, both fell in love and married.

It didn't start great, they were living under the bridge back then and I remember they still have some pictures of that time in the house.

Both worked hard and we have what we have today. Roof under our head, full stomach, and warm family.

Not really warm at first since she raised us the same way she was raised, don't know when she changed but she became the great mom she is now.

And that's the story.

I wiped the tiny sweat that appeared in my forehead as I put down the last luggage.

Not because I was tired but because I felt someone was looking at me even though no one really did.

Kind of creepy to be honest.

My mom is putting down a mattress from grandma's room and covering it with sheets so we can have a short rest before going to the funeral later.

Looking at her reminds me that women can definitely hold grudges longer than men.

I remember when grandpa died, and grandma gave the majority of the assets to her son's wife.

It fueled my mom's rage, enough that she didn't accept the rest of the assets and cut ties then and there.

Been years since then, I can see that my mom doesn't hold a grudge anymore but the anger is still there.

Women.

*cough*

I avoided my mom's eyes as she looked confusedly at me.

Anyways, we still visited grandma at least once a year on Christmas.

*sigh*

I wonder how many times I have sighed today.

I discovered a shocking thing that my mind needed time to process.

I need to sleep.

So, I went to my late-uncle's room, fortunately the room was tidy and all I had to do was sleep.

Though, I have to tidy the room after using it or else grandma will shout at me.

Peeking inside my bag slightly, it seems that Bella and Misty are asleep. An almost invisible thin veil of energy was covering them.

Hm, that's cool.

I carefully placed the bag beside the bed and slumped into the bed before closing my eyes.

We'll only be here for a day, and I really really really hope that there will be no 'eyes' (the disdain kind) directed at us or I may not hold myself to punch those eyes.

*sigh*

Be optimistic Kris, I'm sure everything will probably be just fine.

Hopefully.

I already brought everything I needed, which is not much. Just a few snacks, books(from idle taoist), my laptop, and Ship(who disguised as a phone) along with the clothes my mom prepared for me.

*sigh*

Better stop thinking and start sleeping.