He only had a few more seconds to hesitate and stare at it before he finally stretched out his hand to grab it.

The moment his hand wrapped around the cold glassy ball, Karh for a moment froze, his eyes darting warily around as he waited for something to happen.

His brothers weren't any different as their heavy gaze threatened to bore right into his skin.

Just as Karh was about to continue and actually lift the ball off the ground, a loud voice rang out behind him.

"Drop it! You don't need to pick it up," he heard Kon's voice from behind and he instantly obeyed with a deep sense of relief as he slowly backed away from it.

But he had only taken a step back when he watched in fright as the ball he had just touched suddenly flew up straight into the air directly over his head for all to see.

Nox and Froh instantly drew their swords going as far as to take a big step back, and the only reason the rest didn't was that Karh was still alive.

If the ball was dangerous, he would be the first to die.

They all watched as the ball shot through the air with anticipation, beyond glad to finally see something unique happened, completely disregarding the way Karh trembled in fear as the ball hovered directly over him.

He desperately wanted to dash to the side, down the stairs but he was almost sure that it wouldn't make much of a difference as he looked up to see the ball slowly descend right in front of him.

He couldn't help it as he watched his hand stretch out in horror underneath it, watching it fall into his palm.

'I…I didn't do that,' but he was still stricken with fear at the sudden loss of control he had over his body when a loud deep voice that sounded extremely amused rang and echoed through the all.

{ DO YOU ACCEPT THE FORGOTTEN INHERITANCE}

HUGE RED LETTERS appeared up in the air directly above his head for each of his six brothers to see.

Karh was stunned.

'My luck can't be this good,' he thought trembling slightly in excitement as he stared at the ball in his hand in a daze.

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But the next second, he snapped out of his newfound euphoria as the sharp sounds of sabers and swords sliding out of their sheath rang loudly in the air.

"You've always been smart," he looked up and heard Kon, his first brother speak.

"Now is not the time for foolish actions. PASS THE BALL OVER TO ME!..." He roared with hateful eyes openly threatening Karh as he held his sword out for Karh to see.

Suddenly, a clearly evil chuckle rang out to Kon's side.

"Go ahead. Do it and see whether or not you'll live to see the sunset this very day," said Roe, his second brother said with a cruel smirk on his face.

"Give it here you little shit..." Nox said, too impatient to coax or threaten.

"Karh...pass it over and I promise to protect you," Forh couldn't help but propose, unwilling to stand by and allow the inheritance to fall into one of his brother's hands.

"Darling...Run over here and I Rurt will ensure that we both survive," he openly teased, more than aware that he was the last person Karh would ever turn to. Moreover, he had no intention of fighting for something he could never get, especially with Kon and Roe there.

"Truthfully, anyone that gets that ball will be the first to die,"

Karh was slightly surprised to see even his sixth brother open his mouth to speak after the others had spoken.

"...who here would care enough to kill you the moment you pass the ball to someone else. You'll be safe with everyone's attention turned elsewhere, " Karh heard Drue continue with a soft smile on his face one he had never seen before, as he watched him tighten his hands on the hilt of the blue ravined sword in his hand.

Acting mostly on instinct, Karh's fingers also tightened around the ball and he crushed it that very second with a fierce look of determination in his eyes.

In his heart, he knew he had never been happier in his life, easily imagining the great power he would receive. One that was bound to be great enough for him to rule Blodisfed, suppress his siblings and father, and even the other four lands.

'HAH…all the bad luck I've had since I was born was probably for this singular moment,'

"Give me the inheritance... it's the only way I'll live," Karh said with an arrogant smirk on his face as he stared down at his brothers, watching them dart forward toward him in rage with their swords raised high ready to attack.

There was no trace of fear in Karh's eyes as he watched.

'All of you are already too late,' sure that in that very moment, his powers would soar and he would become a god on mortal lands.

But he felt his heart thump violently in his chest when he heard a voice from the ball echo loudly around him, instead of the impartation of power he was supposed to feel.

{Yea...YES. BUT right after you kill all SIX of them}

{You have three chances}

A very excited and unseen voice boomed across the hall to Karh's complete shock and that of his brothers.

{CONGRATULATIONS! INHERITOR #506}

{YOU HAVE DIED!}

{Current World- Holda Lv 1}

{System initiation Quest- Kill all six brothers}

{Quest Difficulty~ultimate}

{Failure- A Gruesome Death}

{Starter pack- You have only two chances Left}

{Weapon- None available at this Level}

{Starter rewards of 1 point each to all stats}

Strength~3

Agility~ 2

Intelligence~10

Charm~ 1

Luck ~ -10000

Magic ability~

Swordsman ship skills~< No extra rewards until quest completion>

Other skills—