The True Ascension
Chapter 29: Master Stage and Status Update

Chapter 29: Master Stage and Status Update

The reflection in the mirror did not lie.

Five years had passed since that day—the day I asked my mother and Isis to truly train me. And now, before the polished surface, I no longer saw the nine-year-old boy who had left filled with hope and youthful arrogance.

My face was now firmer, with striking features, a well-defined jaw, and silver eyes with bluish undertones—the same as hers. My body had changed completely, now toned, strong, with muscles sculpted through sweat and pain. Long white hair cascaded down my back like strands of living light. I was taller now—exactly 1.80 meters. And more than that... I was more mature. Not just on the outside.

At my sides, I could feel the presences that had shaped this new self.

My arms were still around the waists of my mother and Isis. The former, my mother, with her possessive serenity, rested her chin on my shoulder, her eyes blue like calm crystals. The latter, provocative as always, wore a mischievous smile on the corner of her lips, her nails gently tracing my muscles like someone admiring a sculpture they helped shape.

For a moment, no one said anything. Silence hung heavy—but comfortable. A moment suspended in time.

Then, my mother murmured:

"It’s time, isn’t it?"

She wasn’t referring to training. Nor to anything physical. It was something beyond—a rite, a milestone.

I nodded subtly, and the mirror ceased to be the center of the scene.

She raised a hand and drew a semicircle in the air, opening a portal. On the other side, the training chamber was revealed: vast, surrounded by black columns etched with arcane inscriptions, the floor marked with a magic circle engraved in living silver. The air there was dense with mana—almost tangible.

I walked there in silence.

As I stepped into the center of the circle, a shiver ran up my spine. My bare feet touched the enchanted ground, and a subtle vibration coursed through my body. My mother and Isis watched from the side, saying nothing.

They knew this step was mine. Mine alone.

I sat down and calmly closed my eyes.

Five years of effort.

Five years of questioning.

Why did I want to be strong?

At first... to impress. To prove my worth. To not be just "Astrid’s son."

But now...

Sofia. Zia. Isis. My mother. Sylvia. Stella.

And everything I had built around them.

My chest tightened. A memory surfaced: Sofia falling during training, bleeding, yet still smiling at me. Zia pulling me by the hand, laughing loudly, saying one day she’d beat me. Isis, biting my neck, laughing with eyes full of fire. Astrid... looking at me as if I were everything.

I didn’t want to be strong out of vanity.

I wanted... to protect this. All of this.

My family. My bonds. My feelings.

The heat in my chest grew, as if the world itself were trying to crush me. My bones vibrated. My muscles trembled.

And then, for a moment, I hesitated.

What if I wasn’t ready?

What if... by touching this power, I lost something?

My mind betrayed me with visions of everything that could fall apart. Sofia, looking at me without recognition. Zia, frightened of what I might become. Isis, pulling away. My mother... disappointed.

But that shadow didn’t last long.

Because what held me now was stronger than fear.

My consciousness wavered between the now and the beyond.

A sea of light opened before me.

No. A star.

When I touched that light—when I accepted that truth within me—the world changed.

A dull thud.

A wave of mana burst from my body.

The circle on the ground glowed intensely. The surrounding columns trembled. Astrid pressed her lips together and clenched her fists. Isis let out a soft gasp, her eyes wide.

Within me, something was awakening. A point. A sphere. A second heart.

My mana core.

It was as if a silver-blue flame had been born at the center of my being. Pulsing. Alive. Uncontrollable.

A shiver ran through my body, my breathing grew labored.

But I was different now.

With a weary gesture, I raised my hand before me.

’...Status.’

And the system responded:

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[Status Updated]

[Name: Aziz]

[Age: 14 years old]

[Race: Immortal, ??? (sealed)]

[Power Tier: Master – Initial Stage]

[Bloodline: True Immortal, ??? (sealed)]

[Attributes]

[Strength: 200]

[Agility: 200]

[Vitality: 450]

[Endurance: 200]

[Mana: 5050]

[Abilities: Basic Arcane Magic, Amplification Enchantment, Energy Barrier, Sensory Distortion, Illusion Magic, Light Telekinesis.]

[Basic Arcane Magic: The foundation of all magical manipulation. Allows the user to shape raw mana into simple attacks and defenses.]

[Amplification Enchantment: A technique that temporarily boosts physical or magical attacks by applying runes or mana flows to objects or the body itself. A versatile tool in both combat and strategic preparation.]

[Energy Barrier: Creates defensive fields by channeling external mana flow.]

[Sensory Distortion: Magic that interferes with the enemy’s senses, distorting sight, hearing, and presence perception. Ideal for disorienting the opponent and creating openings.]

[Illusion Magic: Allows the creation of simple illusions like false images, sounds, or brief sensations. Especially effective when combined with Sensory Distortion.]

[Light Telekinesis: The ability to move objects with the mind. Limited to medium-sized items, such as weapons or light furniture. Allows moderate precision at range.]

[Special Abilities: Accelerated Regeneration (Bloodline), Stimulating Presence (Passive Aura), Magical Flow Perception, Bound Bite (bond with Isis)]

[Accelerated Regeneration: Aziz’s body recovers quickly from injuries, regenerating tissue, muscle, and even small bones within seconds.]

[Stimulating Presence: The user’s body emits a subtle yet irresistible aura that unconsciously affects those around them. This presence does not impose fear or intimidation but rather inspiration, arousal, or sharpened focus, depending on the emotional and mental state of those within range.

Allies nearby tend to feel more confident, motivated, and alert, as if injected with invisible clarity and drive. This can slightly speed up energy recovery, enhance focus during combat or study, and even boost skill development when training near the aura’s bearer.

Adversaries, on the other hand, may find it harder to maintain emotional composure, becoming more prone to impulsiveness, hesitation, or even momentary fascination—especially if the user chooses to intensify the effect.]

[Magical Flow Perception: The ability to sense and analyze mana flow in real time. Enables tracking magical sources, detecting environmental disturbances, and identifying hidden structures or magical traps.]

[Bound Bite: A unique magical connection forged through a ritual with Isis. Its exact nature is still unclear, but it allows Aziz to sense her presence, mood, and approximate location when she is nearby or calls to him through the bond.]

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I took a deep breath.

The core glowed within me like a promise. I was no longer a mere adept. I had crossed the threshold.

And this was only the beginning.

Outside the circle, my mother approached with silent steps. Her eyes were misty—but she didn’t cry. She just looked at me as one who witnesses the birth of something sacred.

Isis came right behind her, a wide smile on her face and her crimson eyes gleaming—but even she, always bold, said nothing for a second. Her hands trembled slightly.

It was Astrid who spoke first, her voice low and steady:

"Congratulations, my son. You’ve taken the first step... to becoming what you were born to be."

"A true immortal," Isis added, biting her lower lip with unabashed pride.

I smiled.

And in that moment, I knew I would never be the same again.

My ascension had truly begun now.

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