Reborn as the Last van Ambrose
Chapter 189: To the East Sea

Chapter 189: To the East Sea

"Father," Ao Guang said, "your awakening changes everything. The political structure of the realms, our relationships with other dimensions, the very balance of power across—"

"Will be addressed in time," the Dragon Emperor interrupted gently. "But first, I wish to complete my conversation with young Grim."

All attention turned back to Grim, who still felt oddly empty without the Dragon Emperor’s mana flowing through him. "What else do you need to know?"

"Tell me about your experience in the void space," the Dragon Emperor said. "When you were dying, where did your consciousness go?"

Grim hesitated, remembering the white expanse and his conversation with the mysterious figure. "I spoke with someone. He claimed to be guiding me, helping me access power I didn’t know I possessed."

"Describe him."

"Tall, scarred, white hair. He looked... familiar. Like he could be related to me." Grim paused. "He said powerful souls don’t just disappear when their bodies die."

The Dragon Emperor nodded slowly. "Caius. Yes, that makes sense. Your great-grandfather was too strong to simply fade into nothing. But if he’s manifesting as a guiding presence, it means his connection to this reality is stronger than it should be."

"He mentioned Axem," Grim said carefully. "Called him my ancestor, said they had been friends once."

"Friends," the Dragon Emperor repeated, his expression growing distant again. "Yes, I believe that’s true. But the nature of that friendship, the reason it ended..." He shook his massive head in frustration. "The memories slip away every time I try to grasp them."

"There’s something else," Grim said. "When I was in that space, I could see mana flowing through everything. Including myself. I had five different types of mana in my body."

This statement caused all the Dragon Kings to look at him with new interest.

"Five types?" Ao Run asked. "That’s... unusual. Most humans only have two mana types at most. Three if they are especially gifted."

"What did they look like?" the Dragon Emperor inquired.

"Blue, which I assume is water mana. White, which would be my light affinity. Black, which could be dark affinity, but I don’t know why I would have that affinity." Grim paused. "Then there was red, which felt different from the others."

"Red mana," the Dragon Emperor said quietly. "That comes from me. It was part of the mana I gave you, but some of it is from Axem when I gave him my blood."

"What does that mean?"

"It means you carry a fragment of my essence permanently now," the Dragon Emperor explained. "A very small piece, but enough to mark you as connected to my lineage."

"And the fifth type?" Grim asked. "It was silver, but unlike anything else I’ve seen."

The Dragon Emperor’s eyes widened slightly. "Silver mana. I haven’t encountered that in..." He trailed off, seeming to struggle with another fragmented memory.

"Do you know what it is?"

"I know what it represents," the Dragon Emperor said slowly. "But I cannot tell you. Not yet. When you’re ready to understand the full scope of your heritage, the silver mana will reveal its nature. Until then, it will remain dormant."

Grim felt frustrated by the answer, but sensed that pressing the issue would be futile. "The voice—Caius—he seemed to know more than he was telling me as well."

"Caius always was protective of knowledge," the Dragon Emperor observed. "He believed that power revealed too quickly could corrupt or destroy those who weren’t prepared for it. If he’s withholding information, it’s for your own protection."

"Protection from what?"

"From making the same mistakes Axem did," the Dragon Emperor replied grimly. "From allowing power to transform you into something you were never meant to become."

The conversation was interrupted by Ao Guang stepping forward. "Father, while these revelations are fascinating, we should address the practical matters at hand. Grim has earned recognition for his service, and we should formalize that recognition."

"Agreed," the Dragon Emperor said. "What do you propose?"

"Each of us offers a gift," Ao Shun said. "Nothing that would make him dependent on us, but tools that could prove useful in the challenges ahead."

"I accept the honor," Grim said formally, recognizing the political importance of the gesture.

"Excellent," Ao Qin said with a smile. "Then let us proceed to my brother’s realm. The East Sea has much to offer, and I believe Ao Guang has specific knowledge he wishes to share."

As they prepared to depart the Dragon Emperor’s chamber, the ancient dragon placed one massive claw gently on Grim’s shoulder.

"Remember what I said about Axem," he said quietly. "When the time comes—and it will come—do not let blood ties cloud your judgment. Some sacrifices are necessary to protect everything else."

"I’ll remember," Grim replied, though he hoped that choice would never be forced upon him.

"Good. Now go learn what my son has to teach you. The knowledge he possesses about techniques and contracts will serve you well."

The group began moving toward the passage that would take them to the East Sea, but the Dragon Emperor remained behind in his chamber.

As they walked, Grim couldn’t shake the feeling that he was being drawn deeper into conflicts and responsibilities he didn’t fully understand.

The red mana flowing through his veins was a constant reminder that he was no longer entirely human.

The silver mana remained a mystery that apparently even the Dragon Emperor was reluctant to explain.

"Tell me about the East Sea," Grim said to Ao Guang as they entered the passage.

"It’s different from the others," Ao Guang replied. "Where my brothers’ realms reflect their natures directly, mine is just based on what I like. You’ll understand when you see it."

"And the knowledge you want to share?"

"The true origins of Sword Daos," Ao Guang said. "The contracts that make them possible, and why your family’s techniques are so much more powerful than most others."

As they walked through the connecting tunnels, Grim felt a mixture of anticipation and apprehension.

Each revelation seemed to expand the scope of his heritage while simultaneously increasing the burden of expectations placed upon him.

The red mana in his veins pulsed with each heartbeat, a constant reminder that he was changing, becoming something more than human but perhaps less than what he had been.

And in the depths of his consciousness, he could feel Caius’s presence waiting patiently for the right moment to continue their interrupted conversation.

Whatever awaited him in the East Sea, Grim sensed it would bring him closer to understanding the true scope of his destiny. He never thought his new life would be anything like this when he was reborn.

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