Saga of Atlantis

The man had long, distinct blonde hair, a feature that signified his relationship with the royal family.

His sharp blue eyes looked at me with full confidence, which felt borderline arrogance.

The man was the [Main Antagonist] as well as the final boss of the first game.

Jaquab D. Merovingian.

"How did you get in here?" I questioned, gripping tightly onto my summoned sword and the flame lance, prepared for any sudden movements.

From my understanding, I am inside his domain, meaning I am in his territory where he has absolute control.

"I have my ways," he replied, shifting his focus towards my weapon and curiously asking, "From where did you get that sword? It shouldn’t be this fast to take it out of the space ring."

"Why are you here?" I inquired, taking control of my emotions.

I already knew he would come to meet me, but that was supposed to happen two weeks later; his sudden arrival took me by surprise.

"First, keep your weapon down. You are in my domain; even if you want, you can’t do anything," he said, his casual demeanor adding to the unsettling atmosphere.

I know that!

I know that even if I can fight those above my level, it’s close to impossible for me to fight against those who are a tier above me.

They can manipulate fucking laws!

"And if you are thinking someone will notice my domain, don’t. I have an item that can hide the presence of my domain."

"Obscura Talon?" I muttered as I remembered what item he was talking about.

"You know about that?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, it’s an item of the royal family that was stolen a few years ago by a traitor."

"I had my reasons for doing that," he replied, as he understood whom I was referring to.

"You are here to kill me, are you?" I asked to confirm.

"It depends—depends on whether you want to talk in a civilized way or not," he replied, leaning on the chair.

With a sigh, I stopped the supply of mana from my lance, making it vanish as I moved forward to the bed in front of me.

"Why are you here?" I asked as I sat down, observing him.

"How have you been, Eden?"

"Cut the crap. Why are you here?" I replied, taking full control of my emotions.

"Simple, I want you to join me."

"Not happening; get lost," I replied immediately, and the mana around me trembled as it bore pressure onto my body.

"It’s not a request, Eden. It’s for your own benefit," he said without lashing out at me, retrieving his mana. "If you don’t, you will die without a doubt."

’So he’s going to persuade me with words,’ I thought, noticing his behavior, but I quickly concentrated on his words.

"What makes you think I will die?"

"Trust me, Eden; you don’t want to know that," he replied without showing his emotions.

"Yeah, right. You want me to just believe in the words of the traitor?" I scoffed at his words.

"Like I said, I have my reasons for doing that, and last warning, don’t say that again." He said this time that his voice was filled with seriousness.

"Like, what reasons perhaps jealously?" I replied, not getting intimated by his threats.

"I was the crown prince of this kingdom," he replied, applying more pressure to my body with the surrounding mana.

"I was destined to become so much more ,mere jealousy meant nothing to me."

"Yeah right, so what’s up with me dying, and why do you want me to join you?" I asked as I backed down a little.

"Your death is already set stone, Eden; the only way for you to save yourself is by coming under my wings."

"Okay, no matter how many times you say I will die, I will not believe you, so stop being mysterious." I replied, as I had enough of his behavior.

"What’s Angelina to you?" He asked out of nowhere.

"Nothing." I replied as I leaned in, placing my elbow on my knees while interlocking my fingers. "She means nothing to me."

"What?" He asked, and for the first time, a frown appeared on his face.

"Weren’t you obsessed with her?"

"No, I am not obsessed with her."

"How is this possible?" He mumbled as he rubbed his eyebrows with his thumb.

"What are you talking about?" I asked as I looked at him.

"You..you were supposed to be obsessed with her." He replied, his frown deepening even more.

"Supposed to?" I asked, getting confused about his behavior.

"You killed someone at the tender age of 7 to protect her."

"What! When did that happen?"

"Your memories are sealed of that time." He replied as he sighed.

’Is he talking about that one month of missing memories?’

That’s the only memory that I can’t access, no matter how hard I try; they are locked, and the only way for me to see those memories is by awakening my bloodline.

"You didn’t answer; why am I supposed to be obsessed with her?"

"To follow what the prophecy says." He replied, making me even more confused.

"What prophecy?" The more I listen to him, the more confusion fills my mind.

"The prophecy for the descendants of the human god." He muttered his gaze in the air as if he remembered something.

"To awaken the bloodline of the human god, his descendants would have to sacrifice the thing that they hold dearest."

Extending his fingers, he pointed at me.

"And Eden, for awakening Angelina’s bloodline, you are that sacrifice."

"What’s the point of awakening that human god’s bloodline?" I asked because I felt something was amiss.

"You don’t know the significance of that bloodline, Eden; that bloodline is alone enough to make anyone the strongest human to ever exist."

I took a deep breath as I thought about it. The more I listen to him, the more all the things make sense in the game.

Why was Eden set up by the royal family.

Why There was no one by his side.

Why was Angelina the one to kill me even when Aron was present?

All that makes sense.

"So I am some kind of sacrifice for them." I said as I looked at him.

"Yes."

I took another deep breath as I asked him the thing that I wanted to know the most.

"Does...my father...know about...it?"

"Yes, he does."

"Haha..Of course." I let out a hollow laugh as I heard him confirm my thoughts.

So, that’s why he kept a distance from me; I wasn’t his son all the time; I was just a fucking sacrifice in his eyes.

"And why do you want to save me?" I asked as I took control of my emotions again.

I can’t fully trust his words.

For all that I know, he could also be trying to manipulate me.

I need proofs.

"Because if you die, she will awaken her bloodline, making it harder for us to use her to unseal our real gods."

"We need her before she awakens her bloodline."

He said his eyes turned like a fanatic when he talked about his real gods.

"Now, Eden, it’s your choice: be a sacrifice or fight against your destiny."

’So he is not going to tell me about his plan to sacrifice Angelina for unsealing the forgotten continent.’

I looked at him, feeling conflicted about whether I should trust his words or not. If what he said is true, then I need to revise all my plans that I have had all this time.

"No, I will not join you." I replied, looking into his eyes, while I conjured the Star Energy within my body, ready to escape if he tries to attack me.

"Hmm, very well then." He said this as he stood up.

"I have already told you all the things that you need to know about." He said this as he fixed his suit.

"We both are similar, yet different. Eden, there was a woman I loved for whom I abandoned all my blessings, and then there is you, who will be abandoned by the one you loved to get those blessings."

"You just couldn’t accept that you lost, that’s all, uncle." I replied as I looked at him, "And I will never join you, not now or ever."

"You will join me, Eden, not now but eventually." He said, and immediately the domain in which I was trembling and started expanding became clear for everyone to see.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I stood up.

"Letting them know that you had a meeting with the leader of the dark church." He replied before vanishing from the place.

"Ahhh, fuck." I mumbled as I felt numerous powerful presences coming in my direction.