[DING!!...]
[Mission Completed]
[Even in the face of despair and failure, you held firmly to your purpose. The temptation of freedom could not sway your resolve. Because of this, your bloodline stirs in recognition.]
Special Mission Completed:
Bloodline: Hidden Hero
Difficulty: SSS
Description: Heroes are not born — they are forged. Your decision to step forward to protect your family has resonated deeply with your bloodline. Follow your will to the very end.
Note: Assist and save your two sisters as they awaken their own bloodlines.
Reward: Awakening of your hidden bloodline.
[Bloodline Awakening Initiated]
Suddenly, I felt my blood boil. My body grew scorching hot as crimson and violet mana swirled violently around me. All the arrows piercing my flesh were blown away, blood gushed more freely from my wounds, and my consciousness began to blur. Then, visions and information flooded into my mind.
I saw a man with black hair, a crimson left eye, and a gold-and-blue right eye. He was wielding a bow — releasing arrows powerful enough to tear worlds apart. I saw him fighting alongside several women against monstrous beings beyond comprehension.
At the same time, in the system monitoring chamber, everyone watched in shock as Zeref made his choice and prepared to continue fighting. But then, violet and crimson mana erupted around him, and the humanoids who had been about to attack froze in place — their bodies trembling.
Fear. That was the emotion they felt — something the humanoids had never experienced before. And those watching in the chamber were wide-eyed, nearly speechless.
"What's happening to Zeref?"
Shopia asked, though she already had a guess.
"His bloodline… is awakening."
Lidya answered. By now, Lidya, Aprilia, and Erina had returned to the monitoring room. They looked calm and revealed nothing about the battle they had just fought.
"Three siblings from the same family… all awakening their bloodlines — that's never happened before."
"You should be proud you've given birth to such extraordinary children."
Aprilia said to Shopia with a faint smile. The king, meanwhile, was silent — dangerous thoughts swirling in his mind.
At that same moment, no one noticed that the Queen had frozen where she stood. The instant Zeref's bloodline began awakening, her own bloodline surged violently, and something deep within her stirred awake.
Her powerful obsession grew stronger, her doubts vanished, and something within her lineage pumped even more overwhelming emotion into her heart.
Across the universe, several women who had awakened their own bloodlines suddenly felt their blood roar — as if something that belonged to them had awakened once more.
Meanwhile, the mana swirling around Zeref shot upward into the sky. Under the eyes of all who watched, it formed the image of a man — sharing Zeref's physical traits. The man had long black hair flowing down his back and crimson eyes that radiated dominance.
As soon as this spectral figure took shape, he waved his hand — and all enemies vanished into dust.
Immediately after, I collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Even though I was unconscious, I could still hear faint movements around me… and the heart-wrenching cries of my two sisters echoed in my ears.
At that moment, the commander, who should have been destroyed, began to reform. Unlike before, he was tattered and grievously wounded, barely clinging to life.
Step by step, he walked toward me. Each step made the hearts of those watching tighten. Just as he was about to reach me — ready to deliver the killing blow — something moved.
From among the divine weapons observing the trial, one suddenly rushed toward me. It was a small, rusty, filthy harp — and it floated gently to my side.
This harp had witnessed everything — my pain, my suffering, my determination. And when it saw me successfully awaken my bloodline, the harp finally moved.
Before the commander could do anything, the harp shot toward the barrier, aiming straight for the AI system that controlled the Chaos World. Even though the system tried to stop it — for within the Chaos World, all power was supposed to be suppressed to the same level — the harp ripped through the barrier like a knife through butter.
And under the stunned gazes of everyone present, that small, filthy harp appeared before the commander.
Before the commander could react, the harp emitted a single, soft note — and that sound alone tore the commander apart.
Then, the harp drifted back toward me. Even though I knew nothing of what was happening, a drop of my blood floated from my body and merged with the harp.
As soon as my blood fused with it, a brilliant light burst forth from the harp.
Before everyone's eyes, the ancient aura surrounding the harp dissipated, replaced by a radiant bright blue glow.
A breathtaking blue harp materialized before them — intricate patterns etched across its surface. Even a fool incapable of appreciating beauty would be moved by the sight of it.
While everyone was mesmerized by its beauty, other things were happening elsewhere. As the harp regained its form and aura, far away beneath the earth, a colossal black dragon lay dormant, unmoving — so still it seemed dead.
Slowly, the dragon opened its eyes — eyes that had remained shut for centuries. As it sensed the harp's familiar aura, a flicker of fear crossed its proud gaze.
Far from the dragon, deep within a massive house hidden in the Amazon forest, an elf sat quietly. She looked frail and ancient, as if death were near — but the aura surrounding her told a different story.
Sensing the familiar aura, the elf opened her eyes. Her memories seemed to travel far into the past. As she felt the harp's power once again, a great sense of danger filled her heart.
In the demon realm, in a simple house, a young girl walked through a garden. She appeared to be about 16 years old, and the word "petite" was the best way to describe her. Any lolicon who saw her would probably try to snatch her up and run away.
She had black hair streaked with red, a cute face, and heterochromatic eyes — one red, the other gold.
But the strangest thing about her was the shifting aura around her — sometimes cheerful and youthful, sometimes that of someone who had lived for over a millennium.
Sensing something, she turned her gaze in a specific direction. Her eyes pierced through space itself — and landed on Zeref and the harp.
She smiled.
"It seems the future won't be boring."
And with that, the girl vanished.