Vile Rabbit-Chapter 55 - . malavan past

After we ventured into the unknown endless water in search of paradise, a place where we could live free, where I could live free. That’s what I was told, but soon came to realize that it was a lie. Mother lied to me; there was no paradise out there, that wasn’t the only lie she told. No, there was another, one worse,

’Your papa will soon return,’ she said. I waited and waited, day after day, month after month, year after year, but he never did return.

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I suppose he died.

I demanded an answer from Mother, ’Is my papa dead or not?’ and she confirmed my assumptions. He died long ago.

At first, I was angry at her for the lies she had told me, but after a while, I forgave her. I understood the reason why she lied to me; she must have believed I wouldn’t be able to withstand my father’s death.

Time passed. I awakened my innate ability of gravity manipulation; I remember the look on my mother’s face. She looked at me with a complicated expression, tears flowed from her eyes, and muttered, ’Mal.’ It was then that I realized my ability was similar, if not the same, as Papa’s.

Mother trained me how to control my ability. With my diamond rank talent nexus sphere, a new rank never seen before, it could absorb Ascension particles, 3 times faster than a gold rank talent sphere.

I absorbed her lessons very easily, and in just a few minutes, I was able to create a field 10 meters around.

Mother was very proud, and she started looking at me with hope in her eyes. A couple of days later, she called me into a private area of the ship, looked me in the eyes, and said,

’My son, today I will tell you who killed your papa… it was the empress of the barbarian clan, your grandma, Alexandra. She is the one most likely responsible for your papa’s death.’

I was confused. My papa was killed by his mother, my grandmother? Why? And why was she telling me all this now? She told me that Papa hated his mother for allowing his brother, my uncle, to die and wanted revenge. He wanted to kill Alexandra, and that why he left on that day. And Since he died on that day, there isn’t a need to guess who killed him.

As for the reason for her telling me this now, it was because she saw potential in me, the potential to one day surpass my father, surpass Alexandra, and avenge him.

Time passed. I had long been accustomed to my new home on the endless water.

Some might have complained about the endless water and the loneliness, seeing it was just me, my mother, and a few deserters, the ones who fled the war, but not me, because being alone was my main trait for as long as I can remember. Staying out of sight, hiding in the dark, fearing that others might discover me being a hybrid.

Now I didn’t have to continue hiding. Food wasn’t a problem, there was an abundance of delicious water beasts in the water, so even though this ship wasn’t the exact paradise I was hoping for, it had became it.

Time passed. It had been about ten years since we left the primal continent. I was now fifteen years of age, a man, no longer a boy, and I was now at the supreme rank of warrior, and Mother finally became an emperor rank by comprehending the true meaning of transparency.

That day, Mother had planned to change direction back towards the primal continent, but something happened that caused her to changed her mind. A loud crack! Sound followed by a terrifying roar rang out from the continent.

The roar was so terrifying it caused my entire body to tremble, and I felt an overwhelming urge to submit, to drop to my knees and bow.

I was confused and scared of what kind of creature could produce such a sound, and so were the others on the ship. So, we continued floating in the opposite direction of the continent, in fear if we go back, we might instantly be killed by whatever produced that roar.

A year passed. I too had become an emperor after comprehending the true meaning of gravity, exactly a day after something that almost caused the death of everyone on the ship.

Out of the blue, the ship was attacked by thousands of orca-like sea beasts, 16 of which were at the emperor rank. Unbelievable was the word that came to my mind at that time. How could there be 16 emperor beasts in a single clan? According to Mother, there was not even a handful that existed on the entire continent, so my disbelief was understandable.

…

On the first contact, the ship split apart, and we fought against the beast with all our might. I alone could face 8 emperor rank, and Mother could handle 3, but that was far from enough; it was a massacre. Soon only ten of us, including my mother, remained.

I was consumed by despair. We were dead, that’s what I thought, and that’s what would have happened if it wasn’t for him… at the moment when everything was about to end, he appeared.

Master, his glowing figure radiating a transcendent and supreme aura, his enchanting eyes contained the very stars, the very world itself seemed to dim in his presence. Just his aura caused everything within 10 km to come to a standstill as if paused.

He gazed down at us with a calm and gentle smile, and the next thing I knew, the beasts around us lit up with black flames.

Master then waved his hand, and a flame boat formed around us. To my surprise, the flames didn’t burn us. He looked at me and asked in a gentle tone,

"Are you the son of the great hero Mal?" Hearing his question, I was surprised. papa? Great hero? And before I could answer,

"Do you know Mal? Do you know how he died? And why are you calling him a great hero?" asked Mother.

"Yes. I knew him. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been able to defeat the otherworldly terror, and the primal continent would be no more. He is a hero, the likes of which had never existed before. Unfortunately, he died in the end, sacrificing his life in exchange for severely injuring the otherworld creature. Oh, I wish I could have saved him… so unfortunate the world must have been jealous of him," replied Master in a sorrowful tone.

We were shocked that Mal wasn’t killed at the hands of Alexandra, but by something called another world monster. Master went on to explain everything to us. We didn’t believe him, but on second thought, he had no reason to lie to us. He was far too strong for that, far too strong, unlike anything we have ever seen. It was almost as if he had transcended the supreme rank and become a higher creature.

Our assumption was indeed right. Master was someone who had surpassed the supreme rank, the first to, a mythical existence. He asked me if I wanted revenge. I was confused. Wasn’t the otherworld creature already dead? Master told me that it wasn’t completely dead. He only killed a piece of it.

The full creature is somewhere out there and will one day show up to destroy the world he said. He didn’t know when or how it would arrive, but he was certain it would show up. I told him I wanted revenge.

I felt it was my duty to complete what my father started. He told me I was too weak to face the creature, and only by surpassing the supreme rank would I stand a chance.

He asked if I wanted to become his disciple. I immediately agreed. Why wouldn’t I? It’s was my greatest honor for a being such as Master to take me as his disciple.

He taught me the method to break through to the core rank, from the most important to the least. To my surprise, he told me the most important thing in breaking through to the core rank was not the talent rank, but will.

’You have to have a will as firm as a mountain, a will firm enough to be able to disregard your own heart exploding, disregard your body collapsing, a will firm enough to endure mind-shattering pain while operating the evolutionary core creation technique, a will firm enough to endure the thousand years to come. If your will isn’t strong enough to withstand that, then even if you have the highest talent, only death awaits you.

And even by some miracle, you are able to form a core without attaining a true will/tier 2 will, only endless suffering awaits you. You will be a prisoner inside your own body, unable to move it even a little because it will be too heavy, too glorious, too high a rank for your lower-level will manage. It’s like giving a baby a cerulean bow for a weapon and then expecting him to lift it, much less pull the bowstring. Now you understand why the will is the most important thing, my disciple?" he said.

…

I learned a lot. After a while, I attained a true will and broke through to the core rank. My strength had sky rocket, and my body started producing a unique force field similar to my innate ability, this field allowed me to control my weight, I can make my self weightless, and some what isolate my self.

After breaking through I noticed something, master has changed he has become colder, he no longer address me as disciple… but decided not to think about it.

Master trained me and the entire deserters, into a weapons, or his secret army, after which he left, not before telling us,

"Listen, today I will leave. Based on my previous encounter with the otherworldly creature, I predict when it arrives, there will be a huge scale pollution, probably the entire world will be polluted. When that time comes, your job is to head for the primal continent and join forces with the creatures there to resist the polluted creatures. And at that time, I suppose I will be fighting against the creature." He said before vanishing.

And just as he predicted, the entire world is polluted. The death toll is beyond my imagination. How many species went extinct, how many families are gone, ripped apart by their very own family... unrecoverable loss.