Prodigy of the Eternal Bloodline

The skies above the hidden world crackled with unseen energy, an energy beyond the comprehension of its inhabitants. On the surface, it appeared to be an ordinary planet, far removed from the machinations of the greater cosmos, its lifeforms unaware of the vastness beyond. Yet, something about this world pulsed with potential—a potential sealed away by forces unfathomable to mortal minds.

The newborn Auron, wrapped in soft blankets within a small wooden hut, stirred in his sleep, his tiny form radiating an aura so pure it barely touched the world around him. His existence, though seemingly insignificant in this quiet world, was destined to be anything but ordinary.

For now, however, there was no sign of the storm of fate that awaited him. His parents—Prince Kael, the rightful heir to an unknown throne, and Princess Althea, his devoted consort—stood watchful by his bedside, their faces a mix of awe, fear, and sorrow.

Kael, a man of great power within the vast Eternal Clan, possessed a purity that exceeded the expectations of even the most talented members of his family. At 70% purity, he was a rare and supreme figure, his potential nearly unparalleled. His bloodline—an ancient lineage stretching across the cosmos, wielding dominion over realms, gods, and everything in between—was a treasure that would have been celebrated in any other world.

Yet here he stood, burdened by a secret he could not reveal. The purity of his son's bloodline exceeded even his own. If this truth were discovered, it would change everything.

"Auron," Kael whispered softly, gazing down at the child, "your existence will bring both greatness and unimaginable peril. This world, this place, is the only sanctuary we can give you—for now."

Althea, standing beside him, clutched her husband's arm, her heart wracked with emotion. She too sensed the truth Kael did—the child in their arms was not just another heir. He was far more dangerous to the very order of the Eternal Clan. His purity was beyond comprehension, rivaling even the progenitor, the being that had shaped the existence of all things.

They had placed their son on a lowly planet where cultivation was but a distant dream, hoping it would shield him from their enemies, especially Kael's elder brother, who fought for the title of Clan Head. The Eternal Clan's ruthless rules dictated that power was everything, and mercy a weakness. Those without enough strength were discarded, regardless of their bloodline. While Kael was powerful, his brother, at 65% purity, was a prodigy among prodigies. If he discovered Auron's existence, the boy would be eliminated before realizing his potential.

Thus, the decision was made. Auron's bloodline was sealed, suppressing his extraordinary potential, and he was destined for a life of obscurity.

"We'll make sure he grows strong," Kael said firmly, though bitterness tinged his words. "But he will do so in a world that doesn't know the power he holds. A world where he can forge his own path, without the shadows of our family hanging over him."

Althea nodded in agreement, tears welling in her eyes. She had always known Auron would be special but never imagined his purity would rival the ancient bloodline itself. Yet, this very strength sealed his fate.

"Take care, my son," she whispered, placing a gentle kiss on Auron's forehead. "May your journey be one of discovery—of who you are and what you are meant to become."

The world Auron now called home was nothing more than a speck in the vast cosmos—a backwater planet where life was primitive and power scarce. It was a world far removed from the influence of the Eternal Clan. Here, Auron would grow, unaware of the cosmic forces shaping his destiny.

In this world, cultivation was an unknown art, long forgotten, lost to time and the ignorance of the masses. People relied on their strength through simple means—physical prowess, basic alchemy, and rudimentary combat skills. The spiritual realms, the concept of cultivation, and the understanding of energy flow were all but myths.

Yet even here, in the quietest corners of the world, there were whispers—whispers of a distant power, a great dynasty whose name was lost to time. The Eternal Clan, spoken of only in hushed tones, regarded as a myth by those who dared to imagine.

The land was filled with factions, each seeking to claim power. Small tribes fought for resources, and petty lords quarreled over territories. None knew the true battle for the future of this world had already begun—a battle for a boy who would rise to change everything

Unbeknownst to Auron, the world of cultivation remained a mystery. As he matured and began to tap into his latent abilities, he would uncover the reality of this forgotten system.

The path of cultivation was a journey—a progression through multiple realms of power, each more difficult and rewarding than the last. In the beginning, those who embarked on this path were known as Novices, learning to control their physical bodies and tap into the natural energy of the world. As they grew stronger, they transitioned to the Martial Realm, where warriors wielded their power with increased precision and technique.

Beyond lay the Qi Realm, where practitioners harnessed the energies of the universe. Only the most talented and determined could reach this level, yet it was still a mere foundation for greater powers ahead.

The greater realms, even those dreamed of by the most talented warriors, awaited the right moment and person to unlock their potential. The Inner Realms, where true immortality could be achieved, were beyond mortal comprehension. Higher still were the Celestial Realms, where the laws of reality could be bent to the cultivator's will.

Auron, with his sealed bloodline, had a destiny surpassing these mortal realms. As his journey unfolded, he would learn that his path led far beyond what any world had ever known.

With each step toward understanding his true power, the whispers of the Eternal Clan would grow louder, pulling him toward a destiny he could never escape.