Oh, now I understand. We get to choose an artifact, and it gives us the option to choose which god to worship. There are tons of them. What are the benefits? Can I not choose? Tell me something; let's chit-chat more."

"Okay, that old man is kind of the head of this family or organization. He must have good artifacts.

If I try to pick him, would he give it to me, or at least give me a good, valuable artifact, or a magical one like in old literature?

Well, I will select many like that kid, then give them to this handsome old man and try to be adorable. That might amuse him.

Yep, doing that."

"Hmm, so what should I pick? Shiny stuff to act like others? I shouldn't show too much intelligence. Ah, thank God, I have downloaded a few pieces of ancient magical literature. So that was all true, not entertainment.

Were they advanced differently? Hmm, I choose you, you, you. A few minutes later—oh, heavy. Why is everyone looking at me like that?" It's obvious, I guess.

The leader, noticing a greedy one, chuckled but was surprised to see it heading towards him. He told the other members not to stop the child.

"Oh, that old man is laughing. I am doing good.

Just a little more towards him. Okay, he is letting me in. Whoa! I am floating without any technology. I want this power.

Okay, let's act cute and make him wear this amulet and rings. And then, let's steal his stuff."

"Haha, what a lovely child! giving me this Oh, little greedy one, you want my sword? It looks like some promising child is there. Whose child is this?"

"God, he is your second concubine's firstborn son (basically the grandchild of the 2nd wife). Oh, truly, he has more of my genes. Haha, so how should I reward him? The adviser suggested to me that this is something that has never happened to me.

This little one not only dared to approach me, but it is adorable to think he gave me some of his things for truly this much bravery and for amusing me.

I want to give him something, and according to the ceremony, I have to give anything the child wishes in the room."

"Yes, my Lord, he dared to approach you. He also dressed you like a.

Haha, right, he is a unique child. He not only had the greed to take as much as possible, yet he gave it to me. What a great-grandson! The old man smiled creepily, staring at him.

It made the ill speaker bleed in his nose. He shivered. It was all because the wordplay he tried to do was affecting the old man's image.

"Dear God, I humbly suggest that we give him one of your treasures when he becomes worthy of it. As he is not capable of protecting and using these treasures, it is too much to hand over your powerful weapons and artifacts to a child." also give him the honor of being named by god like you.

"Your majesty, I, your blood, suggest that you let him have the vast land that could be given according to your will or give him his father's palace. It will give him a tremendous advantage in other tests, so let him stay there."

The old man chuckled, knowing their intentions.

"How about we let him have that field and palace until the test starts? If he is worthy, I will let him request something from me," said the old man. "You can select the field, elder, and let him have some maids and guardians."

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"Okay, name him, as he has been like me and amused me by gifting without perhaps without any calculation," he paused and smiled and continued, "approaching me without fear despite my aura. Hmm, a name worthy enough to be given by me," he takes a deep breath.

"I shall grant him a name that his enemies and others would call 'Adrian Blood Steal.' It has both meanings: a man without fear and a dark, calculating person if he becomes one.

And a name; those who are close to him shall call him Arian Blood Steal, which has both nobility and shows who he is part of.

It's truly marvelous to come up with this. You have given one of your titles, Bloodsteal, while making it close to the family surname, Bloodsteel, showing others why he was unique.

"All hail blood monarch, slayer, dragon god enslaver! Hey, the old man glared jokingly, he said. We have become allies."

Everyone put their heads down in fear. After the old man vanished, everyone glared at the child who was passed out with envy and calculating eyes.

"I didn't think I would be so weak. I am stronger than saints. Child, do you think the difference between you and your father, who is half god, is near?

But I am nearly... Shut up! If he wasn't happy, he would have shown you nightmares and to us all. Don't ever try to resist his aura."

"What do you think? That child passed out. Didn't God Patrich protect him from his aura? Did his protection or control weaken because of constant fights?"

"Don't ever say that! Do you want to be killed? He did it to show that he is fair to everyone, or it might have passed out just because of all the presence around him or due to his chakra influence."

"What happened? Why did that child gain his attention? He gained so much advantage. If it weren't for the first wife, second son plan."

"Shit, shit. What happened? Why did I pass out? Is my brain still not developed enough? Oh, I am in a different place.

Did I gain something? Ok, I have a ton of people here. Did I gain magical artifacts? How much time has passed? Now I need to check."

"Okay, I need to gather information about this world. Where do I start? Hmm, this world is strangely advanced, yet not advanced. I need to explore.

I needed to learn the language properly. Although it was easy to learn because of my mom's constant talk and my maid's talk, I want that maid back, man. She used to teach me and talk to me even when my body was in a coma. Do I have two brains? How does this work?"

Years passed by. "Ha, now I can say I know something. I needed six years to learn the basics about almost everything available. Thank God I chose to amuse that old man.

He is a half-god. But why can't we become real gods? That's a stupid question.

He is a god in a sense, I guess.

So let's write down what I have learned.

God, I was so dependent on my AI.

So I can gain a system here too, but there seems to be some risk and the possibility of scams. And I don't feel these so-called gods are even those we worship. Seems suspicious. They are like our Federation members.

They fight within themselves. It's clear that they also rule over each other. So it might be like ours. Are they fooling us?

But what do they gain by being worshipped? Resources? Sacrifice? They could just take it.

Is it to avoid being challenged, or do they need resources to leave? I might be delusional, but it's obvious that the god of balance, Vishva, is the real creator of the universe.

Yeah, why can't gods have a hierarchy? Vishva, the god of balance, created these gods first, then everyone else. Does that mean a powerful species is older than they are? I need to check that. Also, the Vishva god is the most mysterious one, but gods don't confirm which story is real or fake. I guess that's too low for them to do.

I am here because of God, but are these gods real? What if the true god is someone else? This is for another day. Either way, I need to climb in power to know the truth and protect myself from demons."

"I am trapped. They made me rich, unassailable to the main house, and more open to threats from demons. But I still gained a village and my father's palace.

Butler, these are my advantages, right?"

"Yes, young master. You also have a dungeon that your father built around a real one. It might contain a treasure."

"So dungeons are a creation of demon followers to hide and open portals, and some are also used for training youngsters, right?"

"Yes, young master. I recommend you go when you are 12. It might give you an advantage over your siblings, as your mental fortitude and age are remarkable. You might excel at the dungeon test. I will prepare you for the mana test, which will be held when you reach 15 and 18."

"Okay, let's start training.

I will check out this dungeon thing. I need to experiment with alchemy, physics, chemistry, and biology too.

Ah, a lot of work to do. I need to learn more. I can't trust anyone. In my previous life, I was killed by Federation bots. Those who are supposed to protect us need to organize properly.

Although Butler says that I am good, because of my frequent passing out, I am falling behind. I will go to sleep and start doing things. Am I sleeping too much?"