Chapter 2 - Yan Zaizen (2/2)

Obviously, this didn't work out well for the scrawny sap.

At the age of thirteen, an incredibly talented and direct descendant in line to be the next clan leader, Yan Jinzen, had declared his love for Ya Qinqan and with the approval of both the Ya and Yan family, they were engaged. The standard of engagement was thirteen years of age, but actual marriage happened at fifteen. Ya Qinqan and Yan Jinzen were the same age as Yan Zaizen and got married one year ago. They had already consummated their commitment and Yan Zaizen had, at that moment, lost everything. His future, his girl, and even his dignity.

Nothing went his way, and It didn't stop there.

Yan Jinzen soon learned about Yan Zaizen's earlier attempts at trying to court Ya Qinqan, he saw his attempts as if an unworthy toad wanted to taste his swan's meat, and since then has suppressed him further within the clan. With his father as the clan's elder of resources and finances, Yan Zaizen was suppressed to the point where his living situation, the number of resources given, and even his standing in the clan was absolutely the lowest of the low. For an entire three years, despite conventional practice, his cultivation and even his body had become rather poor compared to his age which explains the scrawny appearance of his.

”Please, up above, if you spare this little life of mines, I'll change my ways! I'll stop stealing meat from Uncle Louzen's storage!” His mind swirled in his thoughts as he prayed to the heavens for mercy, willing to give up his pleasures in turn for this little life of his. However, as he ran forward, he could see the silhouette of the meteor inching ever closer, unrelenting as if on a mission to claim what was his.

His pupils constricted as a frightful sensation of death stroked his mind causing his hair to stand, his skin to crawl, his blood to turn cold, his scalp to tingle, and a sudden loss of breath. Tears slowly came from his eyes, but his legs didn't stop. No! They became like lightning of the horse he wished to be and he exerted over three hundred percent of his top speed, completely defying his natural limits and causing his bones to crack as a result. Yan Zaizen was an individual that was absolutely terrified at the thought of death, especially when he'd done so little if nothing at all with this life of his.

He hadn't tasted all the gourmet foods of the world, hadn't gotten so much wealth that he could go into an auction and purchase every last item with hearty laughter, and hadn't even lost his virginity! That was beyond important and covered a majority of his regrets. He couldn't help but continue to pray and bargain as if to make a deal with the Gods and Devils in the sky for his life.

”I will give up peeping! On...the weekends. I'll even give back the stuff I've taken from Aunty Qinlan!” His thoughts went into a spiral, but then his expression turned odd as he later added into his prayers, ”Maybe...actually, nevermind. I'd rather die.” As if the heavens were angry at his half-hearted plea, the meteor-like object was now mere inches away from his body, and even the sweat on his body felt like it was producing its own sweat. The bones in his legs were long since shattered from the intense pressure he placed upon them as he ran, and if not for his Qi Cultivation supporting it, he'd already have flopped on the ground as a cripple and accepted his fate.

Whoosh!!!

The impact didn't initiate a massive explosion as expected, nor did it shatter his body into a billion bloody pieces. It did, however, cause his body to be surrounded by a bright crimson glow, and the whites of his eyes could only be seen as he dropped face first on the ground. Completely unconscious. The invading crimson light wiggled its way inside his body like a parasite, but when it reached his core of existence — the soul — a switch seemed to have been flipped deep-within Yan Zaizen. An earth-shattering noise that seemed to come from an ancient existence erupted from his body. Yan Zaizen's body started to vibrate erratically as if experiencing a seizing episode.

Something had been awakened.

A resplendent black light exploded from deep within Yan Zaizen's body, a light that seemed to originate from his very soul. It was accompanied by the painful screams of another man's voice, which seemed to be in absolute agony at the moment, and it kept getting more intense. ”What? This weak body is trying to devour my soul?! How?!” The voice was obviously alarmed by the sudden, unprecedented development. ”I can't escape, stop! STOP!” The voice grew more and more frantic, and it even resorted to begging our scrawny hero.

Upon Yan Zaizen's glabella was tiny black swirl that seemed to contain infinite darkness and even light seemed to be consumed by it whole, giving the swirl a slight glimmer of bright light around its edges. Despite it being no more than half an inch in radius, it possessed a tyrannical aura that seemed to outdo even kings of great nations.

”Please! I'll give you anything, just stop whatever you're doing, please! I have things to do, people to slaughter, so I can't die like this! PLEASE!!!” The begging tones could obviously be seen as something this voice wasn't used to, but at the moment, it seemed that everything was out of its control and that caused a deep fear to be ingrained into every single syllable spoken.

However, how was this voice, this remnant soul, supposed to know that even Yan Zaizen had no way to control this horrific black light that seemed to wish to devour all. He was unconscious, so he also had no idea what was even happening.

The crimson light almost instantly disappeared as it seemed to be sucked suddenly into the black swirl on Yan Zaizen's glabella. There was no little last struggle or further words shouted. The spirit that had flown from the sky like a meteor descending from the heavens and entered this boy's body had no longer existed in this world, or at least its consciousness didn't.

The black light slowly receded, and all of Yan Zai Xen's injuries produced by the earlier events started to heal at a visible rate. A perfectly snug silver ring appeared on his middle right-handed finger as if it was always there and made solely for him, while countless crimson streams surrounded by black light slowly invaded his meridians before traveling back into his glabella. His eyes that were fully white before slowly returned to having that amber color to it. Luckily too, as those eyes were his most recognizable and personal favorite feature of his entire body!

Three whole days passed. The sun rose, and a new story of a legend was born!

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