The villa was far too quiet. Every step Shen Lei took echoed faintly across the marble floors, reminding him that he was completely alone in this massive place. Though the house was breathtaking, it also carried a heavy weight—a silence that pressed on his chest, whispering of the man who had once lived here but was now gone forever.
He wandered down one of the long hallways, his hand brushing against the smooth wooden railing of the staircase. His mind kept replaying the words of the letter: "I was once the strongest hero in another world… the Light Emperor."
It was madness. And yet, something about it felt too real to ignore.
At the end of the hallway, Shen Lei noticed a door that looked oddly ordinary compared to the others. It was a simple wooden door, plain and unadorned, as though trying to avoid attention. Curious, he turned the knob and stepped inside.
What he found made his jaw drop.
The "closet" was no closet at all—it was massive, as large as an apartment. Rows upon rows of wardrobes lined the walls, each filled with clothing so extravagant they could have belonged to emperors and royalty. There were suits made of silk finer than anything he had seen, robes stitched with golden thread, coats encrusted with gems that sparkled beneath the light.
On the far side, glass cases displayed luxury watches—Rolex, Patek Philippe, even brands he had only heard whispered about in the world of the ultra-rich. Beside them, trays glimmered with jewelry: diamond rings, sapphire-studded bracelets, and necklaces that seemed too priceless to be worn casually.
Shen Lei exhaled slowly, his eyes wide."This… this is insane. Grandfather, what were you hiding all this time?"
He moved deeper into the closet, the polished floor reflecting his steps. That was when he noticed it: a section of the wall that seemed… different. Unlike the wardrobes and displays, this section had a faint outline, like the edge of a hidden door.
As he stepped closer, glowing letters etched themselves across the wood.
For Shen Lei.
His heart skipped a beat. The words glowed faintly, as though recognizing him. Without hesitation, he pressed his hand against the surface. The wall shifted with a low rumble, sliding open to reveal a narrow passageway.
The moment he stepped through, the world changed.
The air grew colder, and the walls of the passage stretched wider and wider until he found himself standing in a vast corridor. It was as though he had stepped into another realm entirely. Stars stretched across the black expanse around him, glittering endlessly, as though he were walking through space itself. The ground beneath his feet glowed faintly, forming a path that guided him forward.
At the far end, a massive door loomed. Light pulsed from its edges, spilling across the walkway in golden waves.
Shen Lei's footsteps echoed in the cosmic silence as he moved closer. Along the sides of the path, weapons and treasures floated as though placed on invisible pedestals. Ancient staffs etched with runes that glowed faintly in the starlight. Swords that radiated power, their blades humming as if eager to be wielded again. Suits of armor stood proudly, polished and regal, their crests carved with sigils that spoke of forgotten empires.
He stopped in front of a mannequin dressed in a noble outfit—a long coat embroidered with golden suns and silver moons. It seemed almost alive, as if waiting for him to wear it. His fingers brushed against the fabric, and a shiver ran through him.
But what drew his attention most was a small pedestal at the center. Resting on it was a crest—simple in shape, yet radiating an aura that made the air vibrate. The crest glowed faintly, pulsing with a rhythm almost like a heartbeat.
Shen Lei's hands trembled as he reached for it."This… this must be it. The crest Grandfather wrote about."
The moment his fingers closed around it, warmth surged through his body. A golden light erupted, enveloping him in brilliance. He stumbled backward, shielding his eyes, but the glow only grew brighter, flooding the corridor. The giant door at the end rumbled and swung open, the light spilling through like a floodgate.
Shen Lei took a deep breath. His heart pounded, but his feet carried him forward, crest in hand. He stepped through the doorway.
And the world changed again.
The sensation was overwhelming—like being pulled through fire and water, through wind and thunder, all at once. His vision blurred, his body felt weightless, and then—
Everything went white.
When his eyes opened, he was no longer in the villa.
Towering stone pillars surrounded him, carved with ancient patterns and glowing faintly with blue light. The air was different—thicker, heavier, filled with energy that made his skin tingle. Sunlight filtered through high arched windows, illuminating a grand hall that seemed straight out of a medieval painting.
Before him stretched a vast mansion hall. Red carpets rolled across the polished stone floor, chandeliers of crystal hung from the ceiling, and tapestries depicting battles and empires draped the walls.
"This… this is the mansion Grandfather spoke of…" he whispered, awe in his voice.
And then—
A sound.
Ding!
A translucent blue screen suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, glowing as though projected by the air itself.
[System Notification]Host Detected. Same bloodline as the previous host.
All permissions granted.
Unlocking inheritance…
Shen Lei's breath hitched. His eyes widened as line after line of text appeared.
Level: MAXStats: All Maxed OutTitles Unlocked:The Light Emperor, The Dark Emperor, The Jack of All Trades
Host has unlocked every skill in existence.
His body trembled as he read the words."All… all skills? Maxed out?!"
The screen pulsed again, confirming:
You are now the rightful heir to the combined legacies of the Light Emperor and the Dark Emperor. All knowledge, techniques, crafts, combat styles, magic, and skills have been transferred to you. You are the living embodiment of every power this world has ever known.
Shen Lei stood frozen in the middle of the ancient hall, the crest glowing in his hand, the blue screen hovering before him.
The boy who had lost everything—the wealth, the love, the fame—now stood on the threshold of something greater than he could have ever imagined.
Not just an inheritance of riches.Not just a mansion in another world.But the inheritance of gods.