Slowly i walk before the elders and bowed towards them. In my heart i may hate them but as long as I am weak, I can´t show my hate for them. After all in the eyes of Blue Realm Keepers I am nothing more than an ant, even after I got my Realm they will be able to poke me to death easily as I will only be a Red Realm Keeper.

"You may be born from the womb of a demon, but you still are the grandchild of this old man. As such I, the second elder of this clan bestow on you, young one, this Realm." said the elder sitting on the left side of the clan patriach. The second elder is my blood-related grandfather and has a really high standing in clan, as there are only three people stronger than him in the clan. His hair may be all grey and he has a lot of wrinkles, but he had a really muscley body. The aura of the second elder is filled with murderous intent, which shows that he had killed more than only a few people until today.

The patriarch was only smiling at me and didn´t say anything at all, but he couldn´t hide the disdain in his eyes. He slowly holds his hand up and points with his finger on my forhead.

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With a smile on my face i bowed towards the patriarch and the elders again and slowly said: "Thank you patriarch and elders. You place a really huge responsibility on me, but this young one tries to not disappoint you all."

"May you work for the betterment of your Realm young one"

was the response I got from the patriarch, hidden in his voice I could hear the disdain he hold against me. The funny thing is he didn´t really care about the fact that my mother is a demon, no the disdain he has against me comes simply from the fact that i am my fathers son. My father and the patriarch were the geniuses of their generation, their aplitude and comprehension doesn´t differentiate much at all. The two of them fought for the position of the patriarch short before my birth and the reason the patriarch is the patriarch is simply, because my dad vanished a few months after i was born and didn´t return since then.

"This young one will try his best, if you excuse me now i would like to choose one of the few items on display like all the others" I say with a light smile on my face and walked down from the stage towards a near by table. On this table were still five items layed out and i could choose one of this five to help me and my Realm to prosper.

On the table there were one sword, a dager, a bow, a sapling and an old looking book. I analysed each item of them. Luckily identify was a skill every Realm Keeper gets after receiving his personal Realm. Don´t misunderstand a Realm Keeper can´t identify ever item there is, its just that all the showcased items are such low-level items that it is posible to identify them.

Lions Blood

This sword completly red sword was forged with the blood of a rather unique lion race, called savage firemane. It took the blood of around fifty to be enough blood to forge something out of it. Who ever holds this blade in his hands showcases the aura of pride from this lions.

This sword was looted from a middle-ranked Red Realm. After being looted from Realm #543487 it got in the hands of an elder from one of the many drow clans and got farther refined using the blood of a ironback lion.

This sword grants the following perks:

- Lions Pride, user is shrouded in the prideful aura of the savage firemane and gets +2 Charisma boni as long as the sword is equipped

- Lions Roar, using his voice to roar at monsters or sapiend races once a day, the user can intimidate every being that hears the users roar as long as they are not higher ranked than a savage firemane

A savage firemane is a middle G-Ranked monster, known for his intimidating roars and their mane of fire. Only the females of this species have this firemane, they are also almost the double in wide and size from the male ones. It´s true that the savage firemane is a really prideful race of lions but they should have at most granted only a +1 Charisma boni. The other granted boni in Charisma comes from the ironback lion the elder of my drow clan used to farther refine this weapon. Ironback lions are Monster of the higher G-Rank, known for their iron backs, which provides them a really high defense almost comparable with the defense of some low F-Ranked monsters.

Night Whisper

The person who forged this dager used the teeth of shadow rats for the blade of this dager, because of this, the blade of this dager is rather short and can easily be hidden from the prying eyes of others. The victims of this dager often only saw it in their last moments, before closing their eyes forever.

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This dager was looted from a middle-ranked Red Realm. After being looted from Realm #548756 it got in the hands of an elder from one of the many drow clans and got farther refined using a tooth from a shadow rat king.

This dager grants the following perks:

- Shadow Rat King Aura, this blade is shrouded in the aura of a shadow rat king, which hiddes this blade during the night time and can´t be spotted easily, also during the first attack with this dager there is almost no sound produced. This rat king aura also grants the user of this dager a + 2 Agility boni as long as the dager is euipped

Shadow rats may only be low G-Ranked monsters, but they can't be underastimated as they are the best assassins in the G-Rank. A shadow rat king is a high G-Ranked monster and sometimes even low F-Ranked monsters can't survive an assassination from them. Shadow rats are herd monsters. A herd of shadow rats consists of at least has fifty from them and at least one shadow rat king.

Drow Bow

Drows are like every elf race known for their archery. This bow was hand crafted by a clan elder using the wood of their guardian tree. As the guardian is a sacred tree not even a lot of drows are able to get their hand on enough wood to craft a bow out of it. This showed that the clan elder which crafted this bow was either favored by the sacred tree or contributed a lot to the clan.

This bow grants the following perk to only non-drow users:

- Drow Archery, the user of this bow gets as skilled as every drow is in archery as long as the bow is euipped. Grants +1 in Agility, +2 in Awareness and +15% Accuracy

This bow grants the following perks to all users:

- Sacred Arrow, creates once a day a holy arrow out of the users mana. This arrow does double damage if used against the undead.

As I am a drow, if even only a half drow this perks of the bow are not really that interesting for me, so I let my view wander to the next item on the table.

Sacred Tree Sapling

This Sapling comes from one of the holy trees of the drow race and has the posiblity to grow into a guardian tree with awareness. Only once every century will be a sapling of this holy tree born. The wood of this tree is an uncommon material used to craft drow bows

Normally low-ranked Red Realms only produce common material sources for a long time, so to start with a source of uncommon material is not bad at all even if it is only one sapling. After the sapling grows into a tree every century this tree will produce another tree so after a few centuries one had a steady income of uncommon wood, which than either be used to trade with others or to craft better weapons. A steady income of uncommon materials is also one of the conditons to rank your Realm up.

Old Book

An old book bound with black leather.  This book was looted from one of the few Realms without magic. The book contains the notes from a crazy old man. Thats what people at least believe as no one was able to read the written down notes, that's why they assume that he must be crazy as he used an imaginary language.

"...Lemegeton..." i silently whisper before grabbing the book. Somehow I feel a deep connection to this old book. Something in me told me that this book contains a mighty secret. The other reason for what i choose this book is simply because i could read the title of this book. The strange sign that others see turned into letters for me.

"Hahhaahaa looks like a useless person also chooses a useless item!" (male drow voice)

"He must be as crazy as the person how wrote this book, why else should he choose this book!" (female drow voice)

"Useless bastard!" (another male drow voice)

"Silence" the patriarch silenced the pack of drow youngsters that started to insult me. The person who spoke first was the grandson of the first elder and the female who called me crazy was his oldest granddaughter. Well the person who called me a useless bastard is my big brother. This three always use every chance they can to insult or beat me up.

The patriarch slowly stood up from his chair and walked towards the showcased items. The first thought that shoots in my head is that he wants to take the book away from me, but then he did something none of us had expected. He takes the sapling and puts it into my hand "You shouldn´t insult him like this, it's his parents fault that he was born and not his. As true drows you should pity him instead of insulting him or even beating him up. Here pitiful half-drow take this item too." looks like the patriarch didn´t stop the pack to help me, no he stopped them to insult me himself. All of the person present were intelligent people and could hear the true meanings of the word from the patriarch. He basically called me to be not even worthy to be beaten up or insulted by this youngsters. That I am the trash and they are the elite. That it is only fair to give me two items, because I am so weak and useless.

With a smile on his face the patriarch clapped in his hand and slowly spoke "With this the first part of the ceremony is concluded. Now let's start the second part. The competition between these young geniuses. The first three places are allowed to take one of the last three items on display. While the first placed person gets to choose first and the third placed person to choose as the last."

I turn away and slowly walk out of the hall. Grandpa Gobto runs with fast steps after me. "Young master, why are you not participating? With your true abilities you should be able to take at least the third place in this competition"

I chuckled and place my hand on the old man’s shoulder "And take a third item? I already got two it would be unwise to take more than that. If I take a third, the people of this clan will despise me even more and who knows what some of them will do out of greed."