Nevaeh had few fragments of the memories from his past incarnations but he still knew the most basic function of telling whether or not you had a future in magic, by his predictions this body of his should be fully capable of learning magic but as for its potential he was unsure of therefore now was the best time to find out while there wasn't anyone around him.

'It's been a while since I've got reduced to such a low state of power ultimately it's my own fault for being too arrogant in my battle against The Gods they shouldn't know my current whereabouts as of right now but I should keep a tight lid on using too many forbidden magics not native to this region.'

What Nevaeh had done in transferring himself to one of his descendants bodies wasn't unusual in fact all gods had avatars that operated in the moral world but few would reveal themselves instead preferring to live as sages in dangerous unexplored places or as advisors to local rulers to keep watch over them.

Lesser Gods with great morals would reincarnate themselves within a recently dead infant and bond with their new family slowly connecting with the body while regaining their old memories bit by bit, Higher Gods would directly strike a deal with one of their stronger followers to host them in their consciousness in exchange for a blessing in any form just in case that god needs to do battle on the mortal plane.

Opposite to this practice which is common among the more uncaring Demigods is destroying the soul of the original owner fusing their own spirit with the hosts' body; the drawbacks to this practice is the body being severely weakened as well as losing much more fighting potential compared to a deceased body that joins to the god's soul or willingly lets them in through a contract.

But what is so remarkable is that Nevaeh successfully over a span of millions of year reincarnated himself within the souls of his talented descendants putting them in the back burner while allowing himself to be the main soul with full control over the body and it's actions with no lost in combat ability. Of course this comes with a drawback if he doesn't comply with the souls last wish he can easily be driven out, but even if it's something insane that he cannot complete he can easily leave the hosts' body and take over another one of his countless descendants with his tainted serpent blood in them.

'While this body is pathetic and weak with immature desires in it they're nothing too difficult to achieve not to mention that surprisingly this body has the dormant blood of another god...an ancient one at that one who has much more power than a god eater like myself I can benefit from this quite nicely, to think that a genius like this was only a mere slave.'

Nevaeh who had once taken over guild leaders and nobility couldn't help but to grin at his gain on what he originally thought was a low starting point; he was quite fond of having children with the women offered to him by his cult followers but to think that a child would be born with an ancient gods' bloodline lineage like this, if any of those arrogant High Gods knew what he got his hands on they would be filled with envy and rage.

"Now my first step is unlocking the mana cores sealed by those mortals in that Light God worshipping Kingdom."

Connecting the boys' and his soul together he infused the tiny bit of inherent god eater serpent energy in his newly made duo-soul onto the seals quickly dissolving them in fact when the two met it was like toxic acid melting through hard steel.

'Hmph! Using the tiny bit of reserved godly mana I have left from my previous incarnation on this pathetic seal is mournful but once I decipher the ancient gods' bloodline and engrave my original body onto myself as a totem it should more than make up for the loss.'

This was the first step to becoming a force who could quickly devour all the resources as well as lineages waiting for him in this unexplored land even by god standards it was an unknown about continent almost as if another force was clouding everyone's view from peaking inside their brilliant castle.

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In the newly joint Kingdom of The Cranks sailors could be seen coming and going from the ports with large chests of gold in their hands, receiving them was a fat balding old man he had shy eyes filled with greed yet even he dare not touch the loot from these chests if even a single piece was missing all nobility at the highest archons of Crank Politics would hunt down and execute those involved according to the newly implemented military code a foreign thing to a noble man like himself who grew up during the old age; his bones were getting much too old for these ambitious youngsters trying to change the very fabric of their ancient society.

A lanky man with auburn hair, pale skin like an undead as well as empty grey eyes and huge dark circles under his eyelids sighed at the heat as he motioned with his hands in anger.

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"Father why must we wait out here like dogs? You're the steward of his and her majesty not an errand boy or slave you should be in the council room with the others discussing the distribution of wealth from the new continent."

Old Ladrons' son Jaime was a caring boy but he was too rash not lowkey and secretive like himself he loved the boy but he would need to learn to use that head of his more, the current Crank Kingdoms' Politics was chaotic with the discovery of the new continent their joint rulers King Arias and Queen Johana had declared independence from the intolerable five hundred year rule of the heretical Ishadi Emperors who ruled over them with an iron fist using their false gods' magic to quarrel all rebellion luckily The Cranks had used the gold from The New Continent to raise a standing army led by men chosen for their skill not birth or standing this resulted in a crushing defeat for the now extinct Ishadi Empire their former commanders reduced to a bunch of squibbling warlords looking to crush the other.

Of course with the fall of one empire led to the rise of another while The Brightstar Kingdom wouldn't acknowledge this fact The Cranks of today could not be compared to their past selves they were fierce, zealous, and not to mention rich. It was just a matter of time now before The Pope granted them the title of an Empire putting them high above the honorable Brightstar Kingdom who run a monopoly in Light God Church Politics filling all positions except that of Pope.

With these things in mind his face turned sour as he realized that the royal majesty's subjects were becoming more and more discontent the nobility of old wouldn't remain content with having their former power stripped from them with only the monarch themselves calling the shots, a battle of Sharks would break out in The Crank Kingdom he could only pray to The Lord of Light that he would be sparred with that in mind there was no way he would ever enter that Council room forced to choose a side to receive any of the profits, the old nobility or the rising monarchs.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"

A scream breaking out interrupted The Stewards' train of thought as he turned towards his son a graduate of The Academy trained in the use of sealing magic he remembered being so proud of the boy not only being a wizard at such a young age but in direct employment of The Slave Department was an easy and high paying job with only few drawbacks.....

"What's wrong my boy? Speak to me!"

The boys eyes were bleeding, his skin peeling apart like an orange imported from The New World the words he heard from his own flesh would haunt him for the rest of his life.

"Ser...Serpent, it hurts! Save me father."

Without being able to say a word Jaime quickly passed out his heart no longer beating with blood resembling a tiny pool gathering the attention of all people there. The old steward looked empty and broken his previous greedy eyes only full of rage as well as sadness.

Later reports would say many tried to stop the old steward to ask what happened but the only words out the senile old stewards mouth was Serpent and vengeance, King Arias and Queen Johana wrote off the steward as insane his son most likely misused his magic and it ended up rebounding on him, who would be capable of removing a seal given by The God of Light himself to his followers.

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An average looking boy only fifteen years of age with dark skin, deadly eyes containing all the darkness of the world within them as blue as the sea with unnatural charming white hair was in a dark forest covered by large lifelike trees with terrifying sounds all around.

Remembering what was instructed to him earlier only made him more focused on his goal, he'd need to survive this to begin the second step of his plan and that was gaining the power of totems while he could try to engrave himself right now he did not know the proper method nor the consequences of The Spearhonor tribe seeing the mark on a previously completely normal abandoned person.

While he was confident in being able to escape if he used the remainder of his former incarnations power he wanted to avoid doing so as clausing a slaughter in a land he knew nothing about or The Spearhonor tribes alliances could bite him in the back later, at least before he was a bit stronger he would hold himself back.

'All I need to do is survive in this blood drenched forest for a week and return with the horns of a Red-Scarred Boar to be accepted as a member of the tribe as well as allowed to be entrusted with The Golden Flame Fiery Bulls Totem on my chest.'

It seems simple enough but from a tribe members point of view a boy without any totem strength to speak of as well as such a weak body was all but doomed to die, even beginner stage Totem Masters had died to being careless let alone a young boy like himself. The Chief had wanted to accept him as an outer member of the tribe who did scavenger jobs but as Nevaeh wouldn't accept anything else than the position of a Totem Master The Elders who weren't as fond of the boy suggested this as his task if he survived he was favored by The Honorable Golden Flame Fiery Bull if he died then he was not up to the task.

'While those elders may have thought this was a death sentence for me, it was actually quite a benefit I'll be somewhere where I'm not under surveillance as well as get this body into proper shape.'

A white haired dark shadow flew through the forest taking the most efficient routes carrying the very essence of a hunter itself within him, slowly he slowed down crouching on his knees as he plucked out an arrow from his bow at the new target in his sights, it had stripes its cloat resembling tiny stars while its violet eyes were as vibrant and bright as pure amethysts yet they held fierce aggression in them.

'To think I would encounter a Star Stripped Leopard around here I need to choose between avoiding or killing.'

Thinking to himself inside his newly created duo-soul he could sense a weak existence talking to him.

'Interesting, so the boy's soul is telling me to hide and attack from safety or quickly run away into the bushes that's a good plan for a moral I have to give him congratulations for that, but what would I look like letting a little kitten get over me? I'll do this according to my own will!'

The white shadow stepped out the blushes revealing his skinny and average appearance his striking almost unnatural white hair caught the attention of the leopard, soon realizing that it's a mere human without any totem marks on its skin the beast in response to the genetic code hardwired into its being rapidly went to bite down on the humans' skin.

"Hahaha! Funny, you want to devour me kitty? I admire your appetite but as The Serpent Who Devoured A God let me show you MINE!"

The Leopards body stopped mere inches from colluding with the boys' figure as a giant shadow the size of a dragon loomed over it making it shake in fear of a true predator one at the top of the food chain, the boy grinned as he opened his mouth showing off shiny teeth with sharpness at the tips.

"Your choice beast, serve me as my mount or serve me as my dinner!"