Lyra's footsteps faded down the hall, leaving Kaelen alone once more in his sun-drenched room. The moment the door clicked shut, the ethereal blue screen shimmered back into existence before his eyes. It was a cold, precise counterpoint to the raging tempest within him.
He dismissed the 'Status' window with a thought, his mind already racing. The System. It's real. This isn't a dream, not a hallucination. This is... a second chance.
His fingers, still small and child-like, instinctively traced the faint lines on his palm. His adult mind, burdened by two decades of future knowledge, screamed with a thousand questions. How did this happen? Why him? What was the "Akashic System"? He could feel a subtle thrumming in his core, a sensation he now recognized as the nascent stirrings of both mana and qi, struggling against each other like caged beasts. His "Soul/Body Disharmony (Critical)" status. It made sense now. The weakness, the inability to truly master either path in his previous life—it wasn't a lack of talent, but a fundamental imbalance.
A grim, determined glint entered his eyes. But not anymore. With the System, he wouldn't be lost in the dark. He would understand. He would control. He would conquer.
He walked to the window, gazing out over the familiar but strangely alien landscape of Stonefall Barony. The distant peaks of the Dragon's Tooth mountains, the rolling hills dotted with sparse forests – every detail held a memory. He remembered the feel of the wind on his face as a child, the taste of his mother's cooking, the stern but loving hand of his father. He remembered the slow, insidious decline of his family, the whispers of their lost prestige, the constant, gnawing shame.
Then, the face of Marius, his uncle, flashed in his mind. The man who had been a second father, a trusted advisor, a pillar of their house… and a venomous viper. Kaelen's small hands clenched into fists, mana sparking invisibly around them, the air around him growing taut with suppressed rage. His father, his mother – Marius had orchestrated their slow, agonizing deaths, reducing the mighty House Valerius to a shadow so he could seize power. And Kaelen, the fool he had been, had never seen it.
A cold, hard resolve settled in his chest, pushing down the turbulent emotions. No. This time, I will see everything. And this time, he will pay.
He strode to his wardrobe, pulling out a simple tunic and breeches. He dressed quickly, his movements precise and economical, far beyond the casual clumsiness of a ten-year-old. Every action was imbued with a new purpose. He wasn't just getting dressed for a lesson; he was preparing for war. Not just the physical war of "The Sundering" that would consume the human empires, but the secret war he would wage against the forces that sought to destroy him and his family from within.
He paused before the door, taking a deep breath. His emotions were still raw, but he had to project the image of the eager, if somewhat awkward, boy his father expected. He had eighteen years of future knowledge, a System that would guide his power, and a burning desire for revenge and redemption. He would use it all. He would not fail again. Lyra's innocent, trusting face flashed in his mind, steeling his resolve further. He would protect her, too.
Stepping out into the familiar stone hallway, Kaelen Valerius, the reborn Aurus, walked towards his father's study. He wasn't going for a lesson in swordplay or history anymore. He was going to begin his campaign.
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