Ah... Another dream? I look around my former home on Earth and couldn't help but reminisce. It wasn't as if my life was filled with tragedy before my reincarnation, it was just lonely, really lonely. Whenever I came back home I was greeted by silence, perhaps if I had married in my younger years, my home would have at least had some colour.

But what use is regret, time doesn't flow backwards, and regret won't give back the things already lost. Now that I think about it, how did I survive such a cruel reality? Oh... There was that right? The battlefields adrenaline...

How truly alive I felt whilst I was teetering between life and death... It was as if all the pain and sorrow were washed away with coming of danger.

How truly amusing... To think that I'd reminisce about that old man who lived on Earth. Who was he again? I don't even remember his real name.

Meh... Who cares? He's just a shadow of the man I once was, now I'm not that old nor that weak, now I am Simon Rainglow of Sphera. If my family is in danger, if my life is in danger, the only thing I should think about now is how to retaliate against my new foes.

Sara Speedhilt, the Apostle of the Water God has a personality I am unable to understand, why didn't she escape quietly when I was distracted by Sapphire Swordwick's bodyguard? Why didn't she truly harm my family?

After seeing my strength, she should have realised that trying to assassinate me would be ridiculous, so why is she risked exposing herself in such a way?

For immortality? Well, that reward does seem plausible, if a God could reincarnate someone then who says they can't eternally do the same thing?

They could reincarnate the same persons souls infinity, granting them with immortality, a true immortality.

As I thought of these things I woke up earlier than usual, the sun still hadn't arose and the sky was still shrouded by the curtains of night. So I decided to stop thinking about useless things and got back to work. I placed my hand into my shadow and pulled out my puppet.

Sapphire Swordwick, the Swordwick Dukes daughter, will be a good chess piece in my plans to for the future.

I can't do much alone, especially against such a large guild of top-level assassins, but I can gather soldiers.

I can gather soldiers and create my own army, one could protect my family in secret. I look at Sapphire Swordwick and awake her from her slumber.

She opens her eyes sleepily, maybe if I had the mentality of a youth I'd find such a girl attractive, but such emotions had long since faded after experiencing eighty years on Earth.

I don't really care about finding a partner anymore, one that I can share my sadness and joy with as I get older.

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Such things are irrelevant to my future goals, so there's no need to think about them, might as well leave it to fate.

Her eyes look at me with fear, but I didn't say anything in response, what I merely did was point the way out. She's a smart girl, so I don't need to explain what I want her to do, even an idiot would be able to tell why I poisoned her instead of outright killing her.

"You'll let me go?" She asks shakily as she saw the light of the corridor. Now that I think about it, even though time stops within my shadow, the brainwaves of a person still works.

I could understand such things about Devouring Shadow because I could connect with the pocket dimension inside it using my mind. If I add that to the equation then her reaction seems quite normal. A normal person would get Stockholm Syndrome after being put in a dark room by their kidnapper and then set free so casually.

She probably thinks of the dull lights of the magical crystals embedded into the corridor as a form of salvation. Wow... I didn't think she'd turn out this way.

I should do this more often.

"Just remember whose side your on once you've left." I whisper to her ear before leading her out of my room.

As she left, she gave me a strangely affectionate look, then left obediently.

A shiver ran down my spine as I saw such a crazed look, did I go overboard and break her mind? I didn't think she'd be so internally weak to violent interrogations, or maybe it's due to the cultist parasitic poisons, their constant preaching would drive anyone insane.

No, when I think of her usual cold indifference, my deduction is that she will probably regain her senses after resting her tired mind. Either that or I'll stay away from her, the affectionate look in her eyes was damn creepy.

I close the door and decide to ignore her situation for a bit. She shouldn't be so weak, so it's probably temporary, it shouldn't affect her in the long term.

Now let's make some medicine shall we? I sit down and reach out my hand before crossing both my light attribute and dark attribute internally, causing a white symbiotic medicine appears in my hand. The symbiotic medicine was a mix of different medicines and ointments from my past life all concentrated into one symbiotic form.

I look at the swirling symbiotic mass that acted like a child as it joyfully communicated with me telepathically and shake my head. It wasn't able to live up to my own expectations.

It was definitely a higher grade of life compared to the parasitic poisons I made before due to it not needing nutrition to sustain itself, but its healing capabilities were too limited.

I thought for a moment before getting an idea, my hand plunged into my shadow and pulls out the fresh corpse of the bodyguard I had killed before.

I then order the symbiotic medicine to devour the corpse, it readily complied to my orders like an obedient child, and dissolved the corpse into itself.

When I scanned it again I found that it had evolved due to consuming the immune system of the bodyguards fresh corpse. Now it was able to understand the human body and properly heal it by adapting its medical properties to the right situations.

"From now on, you will be called Symbiotic Elixir." I inform it casually.

A joyful laugh could be heard from the childish being, but my eyes were still as indifferent as before, since I had no reason to amuse my combat medic. In my eyes it was just another pawn I could use to heal myself and others.

I sneak into my parents room while they were still asleep and stood in front of their large bed. I replicate the symbiotic elixir and condense it into an anti-bacterial cell before injecting them into them through my fingers touch.

Unlike parasitic poisons, these symbiotic elixirs loved to sleep in a dormant manner until a situation arose. They use the Mana of the host they've entered to help them heal critical injuries, infections and poisons.

They weren't as vile as parasitic poisons telepathically as well, so I was relieved to know that they would protect my parents from poisons used by Assassins after I left him, there would be no need to worry about them for the time being as I leave the Swordwick Household with Merilin.