Chapter 276: Restoration and Empowerment (1/2)

As the fleshy organ evaporated in Aiden's mouth turning into particles of energy to provide him with further gains, the memories of the two orcs that were now part of his being, began to play out with rapid succession.

From the memories, he could make out that there was a special existence at the very top, governing the entire Horde. This being was someone from another realm, someone that instilled fear and obedience to the various warlords, leaders of the races that were now under his banner.

The 13 warlords were nothing more than subordinates of this being, someone whose name Aiden couldn't make out from the memories nor could he peak at his features. The only clue he could make out was from the last image before their own consciousness was being brought under the command of this being. He was a controller, a manipulator of minds… The last scene that played out in both cases was a dark cloud engulfing both orcs' minds completely, swallowing their consciousness with ease. After that, there only fragmented images focused on the battlefield.

The only unique event was the moment of clarity that encroached upon the berserker. As he was first defeated and pushed to the brink of death, the magus' hold over his mind suddenly vanished, only to be replaced by a lust for revenge.

The scene of him plunging deep into his brethren and devouring his flesh, blood, heart, and core and enforcing his own evolution through his rage as the driving force… only to be met with failure halfway through as the very energy that controlled him pulled him back at the very last moment.

The scenes flashed through Aiden's mind rapidly, his mind processing all that was playing out in front of him with incredible speed, mostly thanks to the newly gained parameters and skills that he was yet to take a peek at.

Although there two full lifetimes worth of memories to go through, the entire process only took him a couple of minutes, before his closed eyelids slowly opened up glimmering with the very same golden brilliance as they did through the battle.

He slowly looked through the demolished hallway, that they turned into a brutal battlefield. Rubble, dust, splintered wooden remains of the destroyed doors to the various rooms… Organs and rivers of blood dominating over the once royal carpet… The carnage they accomplished was brutal.

His eyes slowly went through each of the three standing minions of his, his eyes curving into a satisfied, contented smile. Whatever results, rewards, the system would show him, he was proud of each of his minions, they really outdid themselves in their first combat. These once small and fragile, meaningless existences, were now able to comfortably match up to creatures that were birthed and raised through war. Not just any, but these warriors they faced were the elites the very top of their ranks!

He nodded at them as his eyes slowly passed through them, finally arriving on the unconscious but still stabilized first minion of his, Roas. He suffered the most in this battle, meeting someone that he couldn't possibly match. Still, it was him, that gained his first victory, he didn't hesitate, did not falter when he was faced off against this monstrous berserker…

He felt guilty, he was his first 'creation', and he did not know what he was doing at the time. When he was creating Glohn, his most recent one, he knew much more about this mysterious power of his.

Determination shined in his eyes, as he made the decision to fix this mistake and properly reward his most devoted servant. He approached the bulky orcs stably lying body, crouching down, planting his right palm under his head, and lifting it up from the ground slowly, carefully.

”[Orc] Roas, I am at fault for what happened to you. I planned to fix this mistake after the battle, but it seems I should have done that before I threw you into danger. I'm still too young and inexperienced, I hope you can forgive me….” Looking at his slumbering servant, Aiden spoke in a sad tone.

With his right hand holding the body of Roas in a sitting posture, he put his left hand atop his head and closed his eyes, focusing on his already bubbling power deep inside him. He released the shackles on both of his auras, letting their power descend on the hallway freely. He focused both streams of his energies and slowly began to guide them towards his connecting palm, to revitalize his fainted friend, and even provide him with further benefits.

The moment the young master's aura descended and enveloped the trio, Glohn, Gob, and Galina turned their attention from the demolished hallway towards Aiden. The powers that he released and kept active, these auras that would be choking, overpowering to his enemies, were incredibly soothing, warm rejuvenating to all of his allies, including the still unconscious silver-haired prince that missed the whole ordeal…