Olivia Clark (2—Last Part)

“Anything is poss-” The old man solemnly lowered his head, assenting. But amidst his words, a voice from the young lass's right sounded. Their attention was immediately brought to this direction, only to see a flying young man with Dark Energy covering his features except his hands and clothing. Before waiting for those 2 to speak something, the young man calmly voiced. “One, they can't even understand you, your body and fate. Second, only I can.”

“…?” - “…?”

The young lass and old man looked up at Heian Ciemnosc, who floated a couple of meters above their heads. Heian Ciemnosc slowly descended before the young girl, extending his left hand down towards her, unfolding it as she looked at him, feeling strange.

“Who are you? Don’t you know who I am? And, are you really trying to rob my Academy’s students? My Headmaster’s pupil nonetheless?” The old man took 2 steps forwards to stand between the young girl and the newcomer. The notion broke the young girl’s attention as she looked at Heian Ciemnosc with caution.

“Judging by how your being Headmaster has taught their subordinates, not from somewhere I’d care. As for being his pupil, isn’t she still being swayed by you? She’s my pick. I need no further words to take what belongs to me.” Heian Ciemnosc continued looking at the young girl as he spoke those words, not paying the Godly old man attention.

“You… Eh, who are you?” The young girl finally reacted, while the old man fell silent. Heian Ciemnosc smoothly shook his head, “You’re coming with me. You can ask me anything after I’ve finished dealing with things here. Come.”

“Ah…” The young girl opened her mouth, wordless. The old man felt apprehensive. After all, Heian Ciemnosc appeared beside them out of nowhere, without making a sound or ripple, and this was without his notice.

“I still have to ask my parents. They didn’t allow me to bring them because they were from different worlds compared to my future. Will it be the same with you?” The young girl asked, pointing at the old man, slightly dissatisfied.

Heian Ciemnosc paused for a moment, blinked, finally gave the old man a glance, and looked at the young girl again. “Your parents have already been brought to my organization. You can’t be this stupid. You know they wanted you to forget you were ever this Human and ordinary. Maybe even kill them as soon as you left here. Were you really going to accept them?”

“What?” The young girl reacted. Her eyes went wide as she took a few steps back from the old man. She didn’t seem surprised at first… until Heian Ciemnosc spoke of the probable future awaiting her parents, which she didn’t dare believe.

She was so stunned that she couldn’t even raise her voice. The old man’s silence didn’t help. However, he replied after feeling he couldn’t be this cowardly even before an unknown expert. “You can’t blemish the reputation of my Academy like this. Those aren’t the way of an Academy, much less our Fifth Step organization!”

“Maybe, but that doesn’t take away the people who watched me speak with her parents before I brought them elsewhere. You cannot say it was a possibility you discarded, but one of the most likely ones to happen, right?” Heian Ciemnosc calmly said, crossing his arms and staring down at the old man without much emotion.

“Are my parents already with you?” Seeing the old man not refute this, the young girl further separated from the old man and looked at Heian Ciemnosc. Heian Ciemnosc nodded before gently landing his soles on the ground. The young girl walked forth and slowly extended her arm.

“I don’t mind if you want to look for me. It’s been a while since I appeared in the world and did something. But as you’ve just seen, she and I have a connection. It’s for the better you won’t bring her with you, or I would’ve gone looking for her in your Academy.” Heian Ciemnosc looked at the old man before suddenly disappearing. Halonso remained hidden within Heian Ciemnosc’s sleeves.

“…” The old man remained stupefied on the spot for half a minute before sending his Godly Spirit Sense to the village behind. When he discovered the married couple had left, the old man felt some sweat dropping from his head and the shoulders down his body. He was suddenly glad that the peak powerhouse who appeared before him wasn’t in the mood to teach him a lesson.

On the other hand, it seemed like the old man’s senses were right, but not sharp enough. His doubts about the young lass went way. He also only noticed Heian Ciemnosc’s connection with the young girl after seeing the latter escape his Academy’s grasp, only to be noticed by this powerhouse. The more he thought about it, the more he felt regretful about the young lady belonging to another organization.

“No. That cannot be. I must tell the Headmaster. He should know how to track her. She must be the Academy’s ticket to the Change’s events!” The old man thought as he flew away, zooming in the distance in less than 2 seconds.

***

Back at the Forbloffende Traes Sect.

Heian Ciemnosc immediately appeared before his central cottage. To the side, Halonso’s wife to bear his firstborns attended the old people with white hair. Halonso floated beside his kids after Heian Ciemnosc and the young girl just appeared.

“Wow- what?” The young girl felt dizzy for a few seconds. Her head tumbled until she sobered up with Heian Ciemnosc’s right hand on her left shoulder. After remembering the things she just went through, she looked at Heian Ciemnosc incredulously and cautiously. The old man was enough of a wake-up call to unlock her self-preservation instincts.

“Don’t look at me like that. It’s not proper to have one’s disciple show such eyes to their Master. Some would say I did things to you,” Heian Ciemnosc looked at the young girl and expressionlessly said. The young girl soundlessly smacked her lips open but couldn’t find something to say.

“Little Oli!”

Of the old couple, the woman clamored before rapidly walking to the young girl with her arms prepared to pincer hug her daughter to her heart’s content. The man followed afterwards, appearing bashful and teary as he looked around, knowing this was all because of their daughter.

“Mom, Dad,” the young girl was suddenly worried her parents were swayed by this ‘future’ Master of hers. She grabbed their arms, wearing a concerned expression, and looked silly. Her mother smiled, feeling proud of her cautious daughter, but more so of their current situation.

“Are you okay? Do you know what happened? Why are we here, and, why are you not worried at all?” The young girl continued asking, slightly frowning at the end of her words. The mother clasped her hands and looked at her with meaningful, glowing, starred eyes.

“Aha, honey. You don’t have to worry about anything,” the mother sniffled before holding her daughter’s shoulders. “When I was giving birth to you… ah, so many things happened. First, go to that young man and become his disciple. Hurry!”

The mother changed her words with her husband’s hand on her left shoulder. The young lass felt strange, but she looked at Heian Ciemnosc, who walked into the ‘meh’ cottage they suddenly teleported to. That much, she could understand. Taking one last look at her parents, the young lass stepped backwards and nodded before following Heian Ciemnosc into the cottage.

Step, step… When she stepped into the cottage, she didn’t imagine it to be so dark and lightless inside. The place could use a candle on each wall. Nevertheless, she walked and looked around until she found Heian Ciemnosc sitting on his bed.

After nervously gulping, she walked towards him and entered his bedroom. The young girl suddenly noticed something. Heian Ciemnosc’s appearance was no longer concealed. She hadn’t thought about it before, as she just experienced seamless teleportation, and her whole worldview was transformed.

But now that she realized, she couldn’t imagine how calm she was when looking at an absurdly handsome visage. It was overly pale, but that seemed just natural. She first remembered those images when she talked to him after teleporting. Then, she looked up at his countenance, only to feel her body shudder from her soles to the top of her head.

It wasn’t just his handsomeness. There was something that brought her here and compelled her to kneel, but she somehow kept herself standing 3 meters beside his bed. Heian Ciemnosc sat on the edge of his bed as he looked at the young girl.

He leaned forth and placed his right elbow above his left knee. His chin rested on his right fist as he looked at the awkward young girl who was between 3 different trains of thinking. Finally, the lass reunited enough courage to speak before him, under his darkest eyes.

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Her greenly, star-twinkling eyes were fully opened as she still resisted the urge to prostrate before him. “What can you do to convince me to become your disciple?”

“Nothing. Decide now. You can still cultivate in this Sect, but not under me. Your parents might live here until their deaths. I’ll give you a few gifts to grant them health or prolong their lives. That can be their choice. Or you can join me, and unthinkable things will happen in your life. Little Oli.”

“!” Heian Ciemnosc’s casual words caused Little Oli to feel strangely shocked when he spoke her little nickname. Her face burned, and she felt her body growing in heat. Not out of arousal, but instinct. She clenched slender, weak fists before releasing them. Her chest rose and fell as she confronted him, or at least thought she was.

“Will you really not even tell me about the things you said before? I am… quite interested.”

“No. It’s up to you.” Heian Ciemnosc offered no more words, pressing his left cheek on his right palm, lazy and at ease. The young girl sucked several quick breaths before convincing herself of something as her eyes rolled upwards to look at the ceiling. “Alright.”

Putong.

Kneeling on the ground was the first step, and the easiest. But once she did, Little Oli felt the heaviness of something caressing her shoulders, as if warning her that this was no game, even if she ran away at a later date or else. Nonetheless, since she decided, there was no need to consider any further.

“I, Olivia Clark, daughter of my mother and father, born in a village… Take… err…” Olivia Clark suddenly tilted her head to the right after arriving at that point. Her head felt slightly pressured, as if she was being massaged. Olivia Clark imagined all the things she could do with this young man’s teachings. After all, teleportation is only from the legends, of which her mother read to her many times since she was a baby.

“Heian Ciemnosc… Sect Master Darkness,” Heian Ciemnosc casually uttered, helping her.

“Mn!” Olivia Clark nodded, feeling a peculiar sensation when she heard his name before placing her hands on her thighs. “Take Sect Master Darkness, Heian Ciemnosc, as my Master from now on!”

Rumble.

The bedroom echoed with a slight, instantaneous shake. It was so negligible the non-cultivator Olivia Clark didn’t even notice. Besides, even if someone did notice, they wouldn’t associate a possible fight as a natural perception from the world.

“Good. Now, you’re the Forbloffende Traes Sect’s Sect Master Darkness’s first disciple. My first disciple,” Heian Ciemnosc said, soundlessly clapping his hands once as Olivia Clark kept her head low and wondered if she should place her forehead on the floor.

“Are you ready to cultivate, Little Oli?” Heian Ciemnosc’s words drove her attention away from ceremonial procedures. However, thinking she could finally start cultivating, she rapidly kissed the floor with her forehead before straightening her back. She half-stood up and walked forth until she was 2 meters away from his bed. She knelt again, sitting her bum on her heels.

“Yes, er… M-Master,” said Olivia Clark, unconfident. Heian Ciemnosc nodded and looked at her as Dark Energy smoke appeared beside him, before Olivia Clark’s green, star-twinkling eyes. Meanwhile, her Master’s voice traveled through that dark smoke, as if originating from them.

“The reason your body could not cultivate after more than 10 years of trying is simple. You could see the pure energy within your inner body. You could see it forming and flowing, but it’d dissipate or flow out of your body after some time. This happens ever since your first try, does it not?” Heian Ciemnosc calmly spoke to his disciple like a seer.

“Yes, yes!” Olivia Clark watched the seemingly living, shapeless dark limbs forming from the fluctuating, small dark smoke. She immediately reacted to his deduction. Her eyes glowed with excitement. Was he about to tell her what to do right? How wrong was her head regarding cultivation before? She was so eager to know it all…

“It’s because you are actually almost as good as me in cultivation,” Heian Ciemnosc casually said. The explanation left the young girl feeling slightly underwhelmed, but her Master continued. “When you were born, your cultivation potential was too much for your unformed Soul. Your future Spirit Sense also reacted to your cultivation potential. But what’s more of this, your innate comprehension was the first to collide with your cultivation potential, leading the others to repeat the process.”

“Your mother should’ve died after giving birth to you. It was inevitable, not only as a non-cultivator, but as someone who never bore such capabilities herself. You have no idea how many perished like this. Your cultivation potential allows you to surpass anyone and anything else in the world, but it was too much for your unprepared, unborn body.”

“You haven’t been able to cultivate because someone like you who has such troubled capabilities needs to go through life. As for what that could mean, it could be from tragedy, enlightenment, and coitus, to near-death comprehension. With your comprehension, experiencing any of these for an instant would’ve been enough.” Heian Ciemnosc paused after explaining this much.

“I would have… finally learned how to cultivate after those things happened to me?” Olivia Clark frowned and asked, unsure of how to formulate the question. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, but his words corrected her thinking. “It’s still only a probability. The coitus method would have only worked in one way, and a deathly experience could be the end of your life.”

“Then… I really have no Special Body? No Thin-Treading Thread of Glass Special Body?” Olivia Clark looked dispirited as she heard his reminder. Heian Ciemnosc chuckled, looking at her with serene, slightly reminiscing, darkest eyes.

“Oh, ho ho. No. How could the Thin-reading Thread of Glass and Sob-Mussing Heartfelt Crystears Special Bodies appear again just a few hundred years after the last? No…”

“…” Heian Ciemnosc’s reaction made the young girl silent. She fell pensive before she understood she was no especial girlie. Heian Ciemnosc’s countenance slightly changed to a more neutral one. But then, he grinned and lifted his right finger at her.

Whoosh.

“Woah!” Olivia Clark floated through the air. She was immediately taken aback, nearly crashing her head backwards if it wasn’t for Heian Ciemnosc. She suddenly felt comfy, sitting her bum on something. When she realized what it was, she couldn’t help but blush her whitish, light brown, bright and pale golden-like skin.

Sitting on his lap, Olivia rotated her head until she faced the absurdly, overly pale handsome face. As she felt her stomach held by him, she saw his overly pale red lips move, “There are 2 ways to deal with that rapidly. One, cultivate an Art. This will be better than any of the methods I spoke to you about. Or two, copulate with me. You’ll immediately become able to refine your first strand of pure energy.”

“Gaaaasp!” Olivia Clark suddenly felt like she was a damsel in distress, only to be saved by someone worse. Heian Ciemnosc looked at her without any reaction and spoke, as she seemed too stunned to do so herself. “The Art in question is the Forbloffende Traes Sect’s seminal Art. It will immediately break apart any collision within you, and you’ll be able to cultivate.”

“You were never wrong, Little Oli. It’s only your circumstances blocking your path from cultivation. You can think of it like a way of the world not being able to let you cultivate properly. It’s not your fault. Of course, you can always wait for that other opportunity, but I’ll guide you, and that’s my best gift to you as your Master. Of course, I can also lay your back on my bed, and from then on, you’ll truly belong to me.”

“Ah- eh- uah- ah- ah…” Olivia Clark suddenly stammered. Her heart heinously beat. She looked at her Master with a gaze that said ‘how could you betray me, Master’, with some tears spilling down the outer corners of her eyes. Heian Ciemnosc’s long, slender hands were still on her tummy and rib cage, seemingly ready to pounce her already.

“Ma- Ma- M- Master!” Olivia Clark shook her head and made ‘no’s’ with her hands as she saw a devious little grin form on her Master’s lips from the left corner of his mouth. “I- the Art! I’ll take the Art and become better, I swear!”

“Good.” Heian Ciemnosc grinned from the left corner of his mouth. He suddenly appeared gentlemanly and caring, leaving his disciple a little speechless. The young girl stared at his face, dumbfounded, with semi-lost eyes and her hands paralyzed in the air as Heian Ciemnosc carried her to his meditation room.

Tap. Heian Ciemnosc patted her bum twice before placing her on the floor, as if to keep his cottage clean. When she realized her Master was about to teach her, Olivia Clark felt a sparkling twinge in her body as she sat cross-legged and waited for her Master’s instructions.

Fwish- pat.

Olivia Clark didn’t notice until something landed on her lap. It was a thin manual, with the words [Chronicles of Life & Death] ordinarily drawn on its cover. She opened it to take a look, and when she did, Heian Ciemnosc immediately began.

“In the world, there are 4 power sources, 7 Elements, and many hidden, devastated, or lost things…” Heian Ciemnosc commenced explaining. Olivia Clark didn’t even notice when she closed her eyes and brought her hands to the hand depicted gesture on the back of the manual’s cover.

Her index and middle fingers were semi-intertwined, while the rest were intertwined, and her mind was serene as her subconscious formed many images and colors, as if she was being shown the whole world!

… Ten hours later, Olivia Clark awoke from a seemingly deep slumber, feeling hungry and sore. She lifted her eyelids, whose greenly, star-twinkle beauty seemed to consolidate, no longer just childish and inexperienced. They also contained a desire for knowledge and a thrill for self-improvement.

“Master.” Olivia Clark looked for her Master after she finished repassing over his teachings for the last 15 minutes, which felt like countless hours to her. Heian Ciemnosc stood a few meters behind her, reading the manual he gave her, which wasn’t for First Step only but the evolved version instead.

“Come,” Heian Ciemnosc closed the manual and said, looking at her. He didn’t wait for her before turning towards the exit. Before he took a step forth, the young girl rushed to him and held his right, large hand with her left, small one. She looked ahead, blushing a little from the upper sections of her cheeks as he guided her to his cultivation bedroom.

Once in the cultivation bedroom, Heian Ciemnosc walked his disciple to the center and lifted her arm, instructing her to sit as she smoothly fell on her bum with her arm up. She posed with the same gesture as before, barely able to contain her excitement as she waited for his bell-like words to fall in her ears.

“Refine your first strand of pure energy,” Heian Ciemnosc lackadaisically commanded. His words were those which his disciple wanted, as she tied her medium long blonde hair into a ponytail and prepared herself.

“Yes!” Olivia Clark exclaimed before taking deep breaths, trying to meditate to her peak mental condition before beginning. This was a monumental, pressuring moment for her. Only she knew how many times she disappointed herself, time after time, with failure after failure every day.

‘…’ Heian Ciemnosc looked at his first disciple ever with an unreadable expression and darkest eyes. He and Sara, and even Halonso, knew the truth about this young girl. Although she was, indeed, no special by any means, she was far too unreasonable for the current world.

The current world, which can’t even bring to life hundreds of Lotus Special Bodies like before, had actually given birth to someone like her. Heian Ciemnosc only spoke ⅓ truth and the rest were white lies with his dark tone.

Olivia Clark didn’t have an ‘almost as good as’ cultivation potential as Heian Ciemnosc… she surpassed him!

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