The Crimsonbreaking Faction's Second Reformations

“And so, I'm just it, an incarnation so to speak…” Heian Ciemnosc concluded with that. The eyes of everyone present, including his daughter and wives, were absurdly widened. Just then, Heian Ciemnosc opened his right palm, and a noiseless teleportation occurred. In less than a blink of an eye, Halonso appeared on Heian Ciemnosc's arm from his palm to his shoulder. The worm looked at everyone before staring at Heian Ciemnosc's Master with a gaping mouth.

“Remember me? I’ve seen you twice already. Back then, you were just running from many ‘pursuers’ but your mind suddenly went bonkers and all you remember was floating in that emptiness with ruptured space, ha?” Halonso chipped in contentedly as Calisneia’s eyes, although not widened, trembled, and she nearly stepped back.

“You’re not bad, managing to arrive this far when there can’t be anymore… Lords or Ladies. Haha! But you do deserve your title’s ironic nature! Who would’ve thought you’d become my Father’s wife? Good, good!” Halonso praised himself with nods as everyone watched.

This made everyone even more startled as Heian Ciemnosc caressed Halonso’s chin, if it could be called that, knowing well those encounters through Halonso’s memories and eyes when still disguised as a comet. Alyona stepped forth from her position and addressed everyone before turning towards Heian Ciemnosc.

“I don’t need to remind everyone here what something like this might cause. Your tongues should be where they are, but just in case… Not a word. Now, leave. I need to have a word with my husband, between wives here.”

Step, step, step, step… Molto, Tulla, and Floris were brought away by Grietta and Tania, who were overly shocked to respond with words, and had a lot to cultivate… and process. The room was left with only Heian Ciemnosc, his women, and daughter. Alyona’s black-coffee eyes continued to look at her husband, whose truth she couldn’t even begin to understand or comprehend.

“But isn’t that tale just a legend’s story? Even Father told me it when I was a little twerp.” Anastasia said as she remained on the edge of Heian Ciemnosc’s bed. Heian Ciemnosc pulled her towards him. Anastasia leaned on his right shoulder as the silence served like a therapeutic activity in their brains. If Heian Ciemnosc was the most concerned about something, it’d be them and their take on this, whatever it could be.

“Mm, there was always something different from my baby husband’s body. Never thought… it’d be this,” Hong Mei spoke, kneeling on Heian Ciemnosc’s left before leaning on his left knee. She closed her eyes and sweetly smiled as she faced ahead of Heian Ciemnosc. “But I’m glad. It doesn’t matter what the past was, he’s with us now. Only now matters. Nothing else.”

“…” Heian Ciemnosc caressed Hong Mei’s head and hair as she sweetly spoke those words and rested on his lower thigh. She was right. Even if this was somehow a mistake, it mattered not. Heian Ciemnosc was Heian Ciemnosc, and he had a whole family to bring to the peak.

“Now it makes sense, ah.” Milyy came to Heian Ciemnosc behind him, crawling before kneeling with her back straight on his right shoulder, leaning her chin over it as she looked at his face, her eyes gone leftwards. “His blood essence and sperm are rich. But, of course, he created everything. How could everything not recognize the most perfect origin?”

“After I broke into the Fifth Step, I was transmitted of all my Spirit Sense could catch while I was busy becoming. I saw Cici share his dark blood essence many times while researching Bloodlines, and afterwards with me and Sister Alyona. Cici’s dark blood essence helps any Fauna and even Bloodline become more… pronounced? Without it, one that has already shown signs of having a Bloodline might never manifest it, not even for survival.”

“If we put it like that, it seems more true, doesn’t it?” Milyy said, putting a rare pout on her lips as she massaged Anastasia’s right shoulder, making her feel more relaxed.

“Besides, he has always had knowledge he shouldn’t have and only became used to after learning from records, writings, or experimenting by himself.” Milyy said before closing her eyes and smooching his right shoulder. She rested her face on his body like this.

“Heian Ciemnosc has had a strange drawing effect towards us, yes…” Alyona said, stepping forth little by little, taking small pauses in between as she looked at her dear husband. Her eyes reminisced with their first and second encounter, then their subsequent desire to join each other, and the rest was history. Heian Ciemnosc saw it in Alyona’s eyes and shared the same, communicating with eyes only as they stared into each other.

“There’s this strange set of memories and feelings I discovered since I found Halonso,” Heian Ciemnosc quietly and softly spoke as Halonso retreated to the bed. He rubbed his right knee with his head low before lifting it to stare at his wife Alyona whose knees fiddled against his right one. “No matter how extensive they are, there’s these 2 times when a person reincarnated and did the same thing twice. They went after me and… you know.”

Heian Ciemnosc grinned and lowered his head. Alyona followed his gaze with her body, letting him see her face as she knelt before him and stabbed her chin above his right knee. Her black-coffee eyes looked upwards at him as he continued, “The first time, he had red hair and emanated crimson waves around his body, forming a fearsome appearance… for others.”

Alyona slightly smirked from the left corner of her lips, as if hearing a nice story. Thus, Heian Ciemnosc continued while the others closed their eyes to listen, even Calisneia. “The second time, he had white hair, but all the skin on his back was gray, and a transparent gray might always surrounded him. He was a stupid, reckless, brute fella. But he nearly reached the peak both times.”

“His resemblances are a little on you, Alyona.” Heian Ciemnosc lightly flicked the tip of her nose as Alyona smiled from ear to ear, which broke his heart and reforming it a million times with the most passionate love. Alyona continued smiling, but her expression sobered, and she asked after slowly realizing something.

“So, is there any reason in particular why we are together?”

“It’s not that. He isn’t charming us, we’re just… fitting for each other,” Calisneia’s voice sounded before Heian Ciemnosc could respond. Everyone opened their eyes and looked at her as she walked to stand before Heian Ciemnosc, between 2 beauties kneeling and resting their heads on his thighs above his knees. She looked at Heian Ciemnosc with her pale white and golden eyes.

They were so widened, Heian Ciemnosc felt this was the first time she had seen such a thing. Compelled to say something, Heian Ciemnosc softly moved his overly pale red lips, “I do seem to have a different attraction that no one else can have. Only me, but… It’s my will, not a caprice. I’ve been unknowingly using it since the Sinvonnia Kingdom, and that’s also where I somehow ended.”

“Then, why are you infertile?” Anastasia asked as Calisneia walked onto the bed and sat behind Heian Ciemnosc with a ladylike pose. On his arm, Anastasia looked at him with upturned eyes and a restless pout. Calisneia responded again as her voice came from Heian Ciemnosc’s nape before she leaned her chin on his left shoulder.

“The ways of nature aren’t violable. Although Shadow gained his body and became alive, it was without a mother and father, or even a wisp of energy, nature, or Essence. It was all… impossible, I suppose.” Calisneia spoke as if her heart’s one and only, utmost heavy weight was lifted.

“Dad can’t be fertile because he was… ‘just’ created? Even if he is the creator of all that exists and there is?” With furrowed eyebrows, Anastasia pondered, holding her father’s arm tightly.

“…” Heian Ciemnosc was silent as this was spoken, but he didn’t wear an emotion and just looked at their heads. Then, he slowly fell backwards, with his wives and sweet daughter following the motion. His stomach inflated a little before letting several seconds’ worth of air before suddenly asking, “When are you planning to break into the Third Step? Isn’t now a good time? We’re back home, and we’re celebrating victory.”

“!” Anastasia sat up and looked down at her father. Her face beamed as she recuperated and felt her body filled with vigor. Heian Ciemnosc looked at her and nodded, giving her the green light to go ahead and do her. Anastasia beamed even more with a smile as she cupped her father’s face and kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Father!!”

Step, step, step, step, step, step, step, step…

Anastasia ran away from Heian Ciemnosc’s main bedroom and residence. Before, she felt her father’s reputation was a huge mountain of pressure before her, which she must climb and cross to the other side sooner or later. Now, she felt her body inflated with pride and a sense of duty. She knew it was meaningless and foolish, but she couldn’t help herself either way.

“Look at her go,” Alyona chuckled as she ‘berated’ Anastasia from afar with a smile on her lips. Heian Ciemnosc smiled slightly before it was quickly erased. At this moment, Calisneia’s arms held his neck softly as she quietly asked him, “When would you go looking for… Her?”

“… I can’t right now, but… soon. I suppose I need to explain that there’s a change of plans?” Heian Ciemnosc responded with a burdened heart. Hong Mei and Alyona scoffed before slightly chuckling as they could understand. However, his next words made them feel… so many emotions. “I may have to turn everything upside down. I’ll need your company when it all starts.”

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“…” No more words were spoken. Thus, a silent celebration of their own commenced…

… 1 day and 20 hours later, just as everyone in the Space Station was enjoying the celebration of Heian Ciemnosc’s first commanded operation, and a special one at that, resulting in a monumental success. The now recognized ‘daughter of’ the Crimsonbreaking Faction was cultivating her heart and Soul out as she neared the Third Step, closer than ever.

WHIIIIIIIIIIISTLEEEEEEE~~~…

When the 6th morning approached, and the entire Space Station was still in festivity, their world suddenly turned a bit darker. The existence of every light, be it from the streets, establishments, or from even their Universal Conveyances flickered, seemingly about to faint and never reappear. But before that could happen, in the time that it took for one’s thought to emerge in their mind, the lights became stable again, with only a dark-green touch and tone color over their original.

The world was quieted down as if a shushing wind hoped everyone could just… listen. In their minds, a foggy, most obscure, dark plethora of clouds emerged, silently heading towards them. And just as it seemed like the clouds would consume them, they instead opened the gates towards a brand-new vision.

In this vision, everyone looked from above, with their eyes discerning only golden, obscure clouds and structures in between here and there. Some seemed familiar, maybe from one’s memories, or their previous conquests. Others were things they were already aware of, such as their Crimson Carrier, a portion of the Space Station… and even their natal homes.

But there were only clouds around them. Yet, when they wondered what else was there but these clouds, their eyesight flickered incessantly before abruptly focusing as a dark-green light fell upon them. And then… then… all they could see was a world covered from bottom to the top, from left to right, back and forth… with the endless vines of Mother Nature… Everything else was darkness… but there was a difference in the middle of it all.

A young girl. She posed in this darkness as if everything surrounding her was bound to be… the same again. United, natural… Alive. She held her knees, but she started releasing her body as if she knew everyone was looking. Her body stretched to a natural standing pose, but waves of Neutral Energy became enhanced from her Dantian and Psychogenic regions.

WHOOOOOOOOSH- WHIIIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSTLEEE~!

The world started spinning just as a sensation of understanding the need of ‘reuniting’ with the world’s true nature emerged, eclipsing any other ‘childish’ desire and whispers of longing for anything they had ever wanted. Those were nothing in comparison.

They twirled around the young girl. And as more dark wind bursts rolled around her before moving towards her, her appearance suddenly went from a young girl to a young woman. She was one watched by the darkness and those vines that symbolized Mother Nature’s grasp and embrace to the world… But why did the vines suddenly seem gone for an instant?

PAH!!! SWIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHH~~!!

The phenomenon was broken. The world returned to normalcy, and when they realized not even a minute had passed despite feeling like an entire world nearly crushed over them, they fell apprehensive. Then, remembering everything they saw, processing it solidly, they couldn’t help themselves but…

“HUA HUAAA HUAAAAAAAA!!!” The Space Station cheered with a roar, then two, then many across their home simultaneously as the daughter of the Crimsonbreaking Faction became a Third Step cultivators before her 50s! It might not have been within the scope of the Faction, which takes about 30 years to reach the Third Step for any other cultivator, but with her previous achievements, it was a goddamn lot.

With this, welcoming the 70th year of the Change, the Crimsonbreaking Faction gained a brand-new objective from the deepest corners of their hearts. They gained something else, new… and important. Crucial… But, everything, it all… had just started.

. . .

2 years later. Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Space Station, moving through space.

It had been 22 years since Heian Ciemnosc completed the special operation in 20 years, returned with 300,000,000 soldier units, of which ⅔ were prisoners from the Calatida Region after the war ended. But Heian Ciemnosc has been cultivating for a decade in order to break into the next realm from the Farsighted realm.

His cultivation efficiency had shown just how difficult it was for anyone to become a peak Third Step cultivator. Even those Fifth and Sixth Step organizations who had a being or an existence as their leading figure, or a few, for the strongest organizations in those Steps, also had an average of 50-100 years to reach the Third Step. Not its peak, just the Third Step.

To reach the peak was another matter, completely dependent on the cultivator or Fauna. Like flora, it never depended on its ‘talent’ or ‘potential’ to absorb more pure energy or mutate, let alone evolve.

Currently, Heian Ciemnosc sat cross-legged in his cultivation bedroom in the villa-like Eternal Return Team’s base. He was surrounded by pure energy as much as Elemental particles. For this breakthrough into the next realm, Heian Ciemnosc didn’t want to use the hidden Elements within him, which he absorbed in the Dragoon Ore Upper Kingdom.

PSHIFT, PSHIFT, PSHIFT… CLIIIIING~.

His eyelids fluttered, and just then, a blackened light surrounded the back of his body. However, this light only existed for a few seconds before disappearing, leaving a shadow behind where Heian Ciemnosc’s back faced instead of his front. Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes opened at that moment, and his dark Vigor Energy flashed around his shoulders and thighs for a second with a blackish silhouette-like smoke, fog, steam, and smog. It appeared to be an all-in-one around his dark Vigor Energy.

“Phooo…” Heian Ciemnosc pursed his lips and blew air from them. His darkest eyes gradually open, revealing the same mix of foggy silhouette around flashes of his dark Vigor Energy. ‘Broken through.’

“Congratulations, Looord Shadow.” Sara’s voice became notorious as soon as Heian Ciemnosc exited his meditative state. He smirked at her words before directly speaking with her in his inner universe, not needing to form a Soul-ish body for it. “Sara, know what I think of your world now?”

“Eh? Do you know something? Anything?” Sara energetically asked, no longer caring about Heian Ciemnosc entering the Silhouette realm 1st stage. Heian Ciemnosc nodded congenially, “For example, I know that you know shit on how to go to your world and were just waiting for me to become stronger and figure a way out. But you already knew that, right?”

“Aaaaaaaahh…” Sara the Clever played dumb all over Heian Ciemnosc’s inner universe, taking the Soul-ish clothes off her body by tearing chunks of them apart and flushing her face so she could look vulnerable and in distress. She started playing with her body, not forgiving herself as her fingers disappeared and were eaten by her body time and again.

“Not now, silly. If you’re this hungry, then put on a show for me. I might not only forgive your silliness, I’ll also reward you in gratitude.” Heian Ciemnosc was not to be outdone, as he said while standing up from his cross-legged position in one go.

“Understood, husband!” Sara lifted her viscous fingers to salute before invigoratingly resuming her self-administration to her heart’s and Heian Ciemnosc’s delight. Meanwhile, Heian Ciemnosc stepped out of his bedroom and met with his Team members, who were just relaxing after a mission. Each of them now led a Large Flotilla, although not everyone did as an innate leader would, and made use of their personnel in the central command to decide outside of battle.

They might be doofuses when it comes to logistics, but they were made for battle, these fuckers.

“How was she? Did she make you feel pride? Hey, everyone,” Heian Ciemnosc arrived before them, unperturbed as they were watching some news from the Universal Conveyance connected to a television in the living room. Ruo Wei looked at Heian Ciemnosc immediately, as if she was waiting for him to appear.

She smiled and knelt on the cushion before excitingly saying, “Ah~~! Anastasia worked well. She listens to her team leader accordingly. I heard she performed well in the mission, and her instinctive cooperation was excellent. That's right, she begged me I help her gain the Octotribulation Ink battle array formation when she becomes a team leader. Your girl is quite ambitious, ahh~- hehehe.”

Ruo Wei received a blob of dark energy to her face, tumbling her backwards. Heian Ciemnosc shook his head after greeting everyone with his darkest eyes and spoke to Ruo Wei as if he had insulted his dynasty’s lineage. “What ambitious can it be to become a Team Leader, ah? She’s like our daughter here. Ruo Wei just happened to cheat better when we selected Anastasia’s Large Flotilla. You should all honor her like the princess she is.”

“Yeah, yes, sure~.” Cara stood up and swung her hips, with a little bulge in her abdomen. “Someone finds out they’re born to be king, and they suddenly think they can tell anyone how to behave, hmph!”

Cara’s ‘disgruntled’ expression were looking quite a bit cute as she held her early pregnancy belly. Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head to the left, and then, Cara seemed to remember something as she widened her eyes and skipped towards him. “Dear Heian Ciemnosc, would you give your blessings to our child? Others might not know yet, but I’m sure my future husband will be glad to know you insisted in giving our family your blessings before he even knew it.”

“Ah! Just imagine his face. Don’t you think that’d be something?” Cara was super excited. She began blabbing nonstop here and there after dragging Heian Ciemnosc to the sofa where everyone followed and sat to ask for Heian Ciemnosc’s future blessings.

Although Heian Ciemnosc wanted to immediately leave and find his wives, knowing a moment like this would only come much later when things started changing. He let it be for a couple of hours before slapping Moy’s back and nodding at Sara, whose turn to sit beside him and bother him had arrived.

“I have to leave now. There might be something to do soon, so do your best and break into the Bright or Silhouette realm, or you’ll embarrass me,” Heian Ciemnosc said after turning around. He walked towards the exit but was stopped by Ruo Wei, whose tomboyishness remained despite her invigorated, uplifted behavior these past 2 years.

Touching his right shoulder, Ruo Wei looked up with starry eyes at Heian Ciemnosc, who turned to look at her with the door opened and waited for her. Ruo Wei thinly smiled from ear to ear before spiritedly saying, “This time, when we went for 2 missions, I was contacted by the Interchanging Dust Dynasty and I could travel to meet with them before they departed. I saw Beto’s dormant Soul.”

“…” Heian Ciemnosc’s eyebrows jumped slightly. He moved his body to face her. Ruo Wei smirked from the left corner of her mouth and continued, “I had Little Anastasia meet her uncle. Don’t ask me how it went, Beto is unresponsive even to me, sigh. But I’m glad to have gone there. Right, that Kilah is growing really fast. I think the Dynasty is waiting for her to grow. Anyway, we returned and did 2 extra missions. Anastasia was accepted really fast, unlike a bothersome fellow in the past that…”

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