Chap 1
Today I remembered something.. a memory I wish I hadn’t have had.
“what is a paradox father?” 5 year old me asked, wanting to know.”well” father said, “it is a situation, situation or action that have contradictory qualities or phrases”
“But paradoxes are people that have supreme techniques beyond this world” “Are u a paradox father?”
“Not yet” he smiled as he said it.
However, I wish I didn’t remember this. Especially when my own father was trying to murder me.
“This is power!!” he exclaimed.
“Why?” I asked, knowing this might be my last word. “son, when you have the chance to rule the world you take it” he was nonchalant, as if murdering his family was normal for power control or whatever nonsense he is spouting.
Wind was swirling around, violent and sharp, mocking me.
“Enough” a chilling…. threatening voice said he continued “what do you think you are doing, not even creating a domain to block interference of equivalence?”
The man had scales like a serpent even looking at him made my body shiver. “Now I have to deal with some like you in an isolated place”. The space around them warped I could see my father frozen in place and breathing heavily. Then in a matter of seconds they disappeared I immediately circulated all the mana within me to recover.
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The scaly man returned with a solemn expression. “Tch, it seems he is more than just talk” the man was displeased to say the least. This wasn’t the time for anything I need to run, he is probably after me too!
“wait” he exclaimed
“I swear I didn’t do anything, y..you saw him trying to murder me” I couldn’t breathe. His pure dominating aura, coupled with my fatal wounds I was incapacitated.
“I will heal you” the man said “but in return you tell me what happened”
I recalled everything how fath… Rijkard woke up and started killing everyone except our maids and buttlers. It hurts. Just recalling the screams got me frightened
“blood of bloodless!!” he shouted.
That was the first reaction I got from him . “blood of bloodless?” I asked “child”
“im 18”
“Child! There are 2 ways to be a paradox. One you are born with the technique and taught how to control it. The other is well.. hard work, there are a couple paradoxical techniques that can be learnt by conditions, and 99% of the time these conditions are hard work”
“the other 1%?”
“by pure evil” he said, his voice filled with malice.
“your father met the conditions of ‘blood of bloodless’ so he gained its power” “and what are these conditions?”
“to kill everyone with his bloodline and burn their blood, hence the word ‘bloodless’ because all the blood of his relatives are gone” the man pitied Rijkard.
“And who are you?”
“when you are strong enough.. you will know” he said that and immediately disappeared as if he was never here.
Fury filled my heart. I wanted to hunt my father, nevertheless I needed time. He isn’t someone I can beat right now.
“YOU WILL DIE” I shouted. “you will die, I promise”