Chapter 2: God Veins

The Denholm household was in an uproar. The decision of Aryan leaving the empire was the talk going on with maids and servants of the household. Larc Denholm had ordered everyone within the household not to spread the news and would punish those who did. Even after Larc had said, there was curiosity in everyone's minds. They never understood why someone who had connections with the imperial family had decided to let his son leave the empire for schooling. Some even thought it would be an insult to the empire.

Amidst all this Aryan was preparing to go outside to see the celebrations at the city. Today the city would be in the festive mood celebrating the birth of Lord Hanu. As he got out of the house,he saw how lavish everything was. Everything within the household compound was the best in whatever it was bought for. He saw all the servants were in a very cheerful mood working in the gardens. When he came to the stables, he saw a man waiting for him. A man Aryan held high respects for, a man who would even give away his life for Aryan's safety.

"Uncle Kram"

"Happy birthday Young Master Aryan"

"Well, at least someone remembers my birthday. It's just morning and it's already been this tiring"

"I'm sure they have their reasons Young Master" Kramer replied with a calm face but Aryan knew that Kramer had already received the news about his Clarkson veins.

"I'm guessing you already know?"

"A-About what Young Master?!"

"Uncle Kram"

"Yes, I heard about it from my brother. As your personal guard I was told that you might be in a very depressed mood"

"Well, no time for that now"

Aryan pulled out a slip from his pocket and handed it to Kramer.

"This contains the herbs I require immediately. Give it someone who can get me this fast. Also I guess you heard that I had asked for an alchemist"

"Yes Young Master, we asked the most respected alchemist to visit us. He is free today but to come here, he said he will have to gather materials. So he will arrive tomorrow"

"Where is he available right now?"

"He will be present at the alchemist guild in the city"

"Good. There is no need for him to come. We are going to the city anyway. Let's just meet him there"

"As you say Young Master and where is our destination?"

"I'll tell you along the way"

Both Aryan and Kramer left the household in a carriage. It would take them thirty minutes by road. After they reached the city they saw everyone in a festive mood. The city was busy celebrating and all the streets which were normally empty were all crowded. Finally they arrived at their destination. Aryan wanted to go the one place in the city were there was the famous statue of Lord Hanu. The statue was made of gold and was fifty meters high. This was the place were hundreds of commoners would gather to celebrate. As the carriage stopped near the statue, all the people present stopped whatever they were doing and stared at the carriage. Everyone at the scene were commoners, once they saw the crest of the Denholm Family on the carriage, they just gasped in silence. They couldn't figure out why a noble would come to such a place. They were right thinking this way as none of the members from big families would come to a place of commoners. They thought it would degrade them. Aryan and Kramer got down from the carriage, they walked towards the statue as all the people present there gave them way. Aryan could see everyone's gaze was on him.

Aryan reached the statue and cupped his hands in front of Lord Hanu.

"Lord Hanu, give me strength to eradicate all evil.....give me strength to destroy all my enemies"

Aryan prayed for two minutes and looked back.

"Why is everyone so silent?! Today is a day to celebrate! Come, let us dance!"

The crowd never expected to see such a reaction from a noble of the Denholm family. Just then someone in the crowd shouted

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"You heard the Lord, come let us celebrate!"

"Yes!"

"Yeah!!"

As Aryan began to dance with commoners, Kramer didn't quite understand what was happening. He could never predict what Aryan would do next and was worried about his safety. But as he saw Aryan dance, he knew that he was happy. Later, Aryan instructed Kramer to give the instruction slip to the alchemist guild. The instruction slip contained all the details including the herbs required and the procedure to make the pills. The alchemist guild reverted back saying they would require three hours for the strange pills requested. 

   Aryan and Kramer strolled around the city for a while as they had to wait for the alchemist guild to give them the pills. As they went through the city, Aryan couldn't help but realize what he had done the last time on his thirteenth birthday. He had thought that it was the end of his life. He wanted get away from everyone and had decided to leave the empire. Even now leaving the empire was the best choice he had ever taken. He had met people there that would change his life. He had met both friends and enemies. Friends that he would not want to miss in this new life. But the one big mistake he had done was that he had never returned home after he left. But now he vowed to change everything and in this life the same events would never happen.

After getting the pills from alchemist guild, Aryan told Kramer to buy some herbs that he wanted. At dusk, they finally came back home but Aryan was in high spirits. Now he would use the pills to cure his illness. When they got home, Abelia and Livia told Aryan of the arrangements they had made to celebrate his birthday. 

"No more celebrations as I'm done for today. Uncle Kram, don't let anyone disturb me today no matter who it is and send out all the maids. I don't want to be disturbed" Aryan replied coldly as he thought this was the only way to keep everyone at a distance. 

Aryan walked to his room and closed the door as both his mothers stood there in silence with a sad expression.

As Aryan got into his room, he sat down cross legged and took the pill in his hand. To his approximation, he needed around three pills to completely cure the illness. He took out some of herbs he had bought and kept it in front of him. He had bought these herbs just in time for when there would be a backlash because of the pills. He took three pills from the sack and gulped it down at once.

For a few minutes there was no reaction from the pills at all. But the pain suddenly started to erupt in his body. He felt all his veins in the body were getting crushed but instead they were expanding. The pill strengthened the veins and extra energy that still remained was used to expand the veins. As the re-work process of his veins had started, the pain was too unbearable. Before Aryan could take in the herbs, he had fainted. As this continued, the energy from earth and heaven continued to enter Aryan's body. This surplus energy was again used in the re-work process. As time passed it was already six hours since he had fainted.

"U-Uh....Oh..my...This pain! Never thought this would be the case when I would take the pills when I am in the second stage"

"W-What? What is this energy? Why do I feel so powerful? HaHa..That hermit wasn't joking....He was right! He was right!"

"God Veins!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha"

"I have God Veins!"

Previously when Aryan had cured himself of the illness, it was too late. He had already long gone on the road of cultivation. He had used various methods to breakthrough to the next stages and hence the damage to his veins had already been done. But now, he had just begun to cultivate. The hermit had told him that this illness was indeed a curse but for those understood this illness, it was a blessing in disguise. He had told Aryan, if a person wasn't late in curing the illness then his veins would expand and become many times stronger. These veins would only be found in one in ten million. This was called the God Veins. The true might of this advantage could only be seen when a cultivator had reached a certain milestone in his cultivation.

Aryan had the veins he never had in his previous life.

Now, he had the God Veins.

"My fate was still doomed when I was a King, but this time I shall be God"