The girl trembled as she felt abnormal strength coursing through her body. She had even forgotten about the pain that had been replaced with the soothing self-nourishing effects of her inner Mana. All that she could focus on was the shocking power contained in her small body along with the inherited memories.

 

As a matter of fact, she was still in the 2nd Stage of Body Refinement, but the difference in strength between her-now and her-before was like the difference between day and night. There was no comparison. She even felt like she had ascended to the heavens in a single step and unrestrained ambitions began to soar through her heart.

 

‘With this power I can definitely save all Humans! After that… I will be the new chief? No, with all the Humans under my rule, I can be the new Queen or even Empress…! But what are these strange titles?’ 

 

She didn't actually know the difference between the 3 titles, but when she tried thinking of a word that was above chief (which was the word she got when thinking of the ruler of her small group before), she got the word Queen and then Empress afterwards.

 

The common language translation was a magical thing and it would indeed be confusing for the 1st year or so, but soon it would completely assimilate with the steadily growing society.

 

Similar thoughts were also running through the boy’s mind and nothing was escaping Eridel’s attention.

 

‘Good, be ambitious. Take your strength and use it to set the path of humanity forwards. However… With this kind thought process there’s a good chance that they’ll end up killing each other after completing what needs to be done. Personally I don’t care, but when I introduce my new update to the World they’ll probably be unable to stay far from each other, unable to even fathom the thought of the other being harmed. Hehehe~’

 

Eridel wasn’t even going to inform them that their current power wasn’t as much as they were thinking it was.

 

The quick increase in power along with the sharp contrast made them think what they had was unfathomable and the fact that they didn’t know that Eridel was blocking the special Tree of Deaths aura from them wasn’t helping that.

 

In reality, all they had was the power of a Stage 6 Body Refiner.

 

Extremely impressive for being at a mere Stage 2, but not nearly enough for the power houses that were 3 whole realms above them.

 

The 2 children druggily turned away from the tree to look at the almighty figure who had saved them from death and provided them with power to change their fate. They had no more problems remembering his existence now that Eridel had left a pseudo imprint on their souls, but what was lost was forever lost to them and they could only remember his remarkable eyes.

 

Now they could finally see him in all his glory!

 

And yet they were disappointed.

 

All they could see was a strange orange stick with a pointy end and a much smaller stick that was black in colour with a sharp golden tip, this smaller stick was also paired with a… flat rock? All of them hovered over the cloud like magic and it was more than a little strange. However, they had completely different identities to the 2 Children.

 

The boy knew that what they would have called a ‘stick’ in the past was actually a Spear. 1 of many weapons that he had gained the knowledge of in his inherited memories.

 

The Spear was 2 metres tall and looked like it was carved directly from an Amber gemstone, meaning it carried the same transparency and was just as smooth. Faint rune inscriptions rested all over the weapon including the brighter coloured Christmas-tree-shaped blade but they were inactive.

 

On the other hand, the girl recognized the small ‘stick’ as a Rune Inscription Pen and the flat ‘rock’ as a grimoire.

 

The Rune Inscription pen looked like an Ink Pen that was black in colour with intricate golden patterns and a tip of the same colour. It was 10 centimetres long.

 

As for the Grimoire, it was a rather nice looking book that was 5 centimetres thick with a black cover made from leather. The same patterns that adorned the pen were also designed into the book around the edges. There was even a book lock with the actual lock part being made out of gold and if you looked closely, an inscription shaped like a Lion’s head laid on the lock.

 

Surprise and confusion was all over their faces before they came to the sudden conclusion that these were gifts from their benefactor. With glee practically shining from their skin, they rushed forward to grab their respective gifts.

 

The boy grabbed the Spear and the girl grabbed the Pen and Grimoire. They were so giddy that in the process of collecting their gifts, they came close to falling off the cloud.

 

This along with the fact that Eridel wasn’t there to take them down made them pale, killing the excitement out of their veins. This was not yet the time to celebrate.

 

They paused to see if they would be teleported back but seeing that nothing was happening they were starting to get anxious. Would they be left there forever? Was their bright and colourful future a lie? Was-

 

Nay. The cloud soon started moving down and it was clear that it was going to take them back itself. The boy sighed with relief before turning back to the girl who noticed and looked back at him.

 

What they saw left them shocked.

 

“What!”

 

“How?!”

 

This was actually the first time they had taken note of each other ever since they had gained their new powers and they were flabbergasted by their changes in appearance.

 

They both looked at each other with awe and their minds were addled. Each of them considered the other the most ‘aesthetically pleasing’ Humans that they had ever seen and it was causing them certain reactions. Especially in that of the boy. He was 16 years old already and hormones had well and truly embedded itself within him.

 

His reaction was quite visible to the girl who looked on with an obvious curiosity. There was no such thing as sexual embarrassment for the Humans that didn’t even know what clothes were in this era. 

 

‘It’s getting bigger?’ she thought.

 

However before anything could happen a voice they would never forget resound throughout the air.

 

“This is my last message to you children before I next see you… As of right now you are both terribly weak. Do not be conceited and challenge those above your capabilities, for if you die, Humanity and the rest of the continent will follow you to hell. And it is to them that you will have to atone.”

 

Both of them paled but looked forward with a new found determination.

 

“Be brave and do not give up. Fight and never look back! If you succeed, I will be awaiting you my [Twin Stars of Hope]. Gabriel and Seraqiel. May the gods be with you.”

 

The boy Gabriel, and the girl Seraqiel felt a certain energy rush through their bodies when their names were called, letting them know who was who. It felt so comfortable that they nearly shivered and yet…. tears began to slip out of their eyes.

 

…

 

Above the lands a figure garbed in white robes floated in the sky. It was Eridel and he was staring quite intently at a certain grey coloured cloud that stretched far and wide. Looking closely, a faint flickering of remnant lightning could be seen.

 

“What the fuck is that?”