Snow Mountain, 10000 Million Years after Creation.
A crying voice echoed through the valleys of Snow Mountain. On this special day where the whole kingdom celebrated the anniversary of Creation, a pair of dark blue eyes opened for the first time.
These eyes belonged to a very innocent looking child, and although he was born with no unusual problems he had an aura of death surrounding him the moment he started crying. The birth of this child was of importance in this town, since he was of Vancun blood. The Vancun family was one of the most influential families in the kingdom of Draka, and although the Vancun Family in Snow Mountain was one of many outposts of the main sect, if one of Vancun blood was born it was still a major event in the villages of Snow Mountain. Thus, as soon as an elder of a surrounding village noticed the aura of death surrounding the baby he began to sweat and roar,
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“The Duncan offspring is dying, hurry up you dimwits and get his uncle he..”
Before he could finish his sentence, a middle-aged man with silver white hair materialized before the child.
“Sir..Sir.. Dunwood! The smell of death is emitting from the newborn, what is happening with him?”
Dunwood Vancun gritted his teeth as he saw his sister’s ashen face and the black fog that surrounded the baby. With a frozen face he said, “Get out of this tavern, now.”
At the same time he made a sealing mark with his hand as he channeled his Qi, before putting his hand unto the belly of the child. The baby started to wail even more loudly as more black smoke began to emit out of his nostrils and mouth, there was even black smoke coming out of his blue eyes. Dunwood channeled all his energy into his hands as he performed even more hand signs. Finally, after 10 breaths of time all of the smoke came out of the body, but to everyone’s surprise the smoke seemed to have an intellect of its own as it formed a symbol which descended into the newborn’s forehead. The symbol glistened on the baby’s forehead for a second before it vanished completely, as if it had never existed.