Tyr’s eyes glanced through the crowd like a wave. Out of nowhere, he felt an overwhelming feeling of joy.

‘Oh… this is what I must have felt back then.’ He thought to himself, unable to help but smile.

His mother caressed his head with a beautiful smile.

Tyr glanced at her and then looked at his father, who stared at him with the same joyful smile before abruptly standing up.

“Everyone!” His loud voice echoed, “I would like to propose a toast to the future ruler of the Thalonis House!” He raised his glass high in the air.

Those sitting behind the long table on both sides of him quickly stood up on hearing this, also raising their glasses.

Many who were below were already standing, but those who weren’t also stood for this great event.

“I would like to thank all of you for joining us on this grand occasion!” He said, receiving a roaring cheer from the crowd.

“Commonfolk, royals, nobles and all! Even those of you who have supported us from other planets, such as the Xylothians of planet Xylax, I would like to hand out my memento of gratitude!”

Tyr furrowed his brows as he heard this, looking to the right, where his father had glanced, and noticing a group of figures behind the table and to the right of his uncle’s family who did not look like humans whatsoever.

Before he could begin to note their features, his father continued.

“I–” *Cough* “–Excuse me. As I was saying, I would like to also–” *Cough cough*

“–ahem! It seems a piece of rice has gotten stuck to my throat! My apologies, everyone!” He joked, causing a resounding laugh to ripple through the room.

“Ah yes, so as I was sayin–” *Cough cough* “–What in the world is–” *Cough cough cough*

Stars’ coughs began to get even worse. Suddenly, he stumbled to the side, his face turning pale as his hand slid across the table while trying to keep himself on his feet.

The crowd quieted down quickly, light sounds of shock beginning to hum as Tyr’s mother yelled: “Stars!” And ran to his side.

Everyone gasped in a state of astonishment with concerned looks on their faces as they saw this.

As he stared at his father’s face turn more pale, and his eyes turn more red, Tyr’s brows slowly furrowed with concern, ‘Why didn’t I think of the possibility… that those scenes of destruction from the flashes of memories could happen right here…’ Tyr suddenly thought to himself, looking around at the building he was in.

‘I was so preoccupied with what was going on that I totally forgot about them…’ He looked at the various pillars of this grand hall. ‘Why else would my memories be showing me this day specifically.’

His eyes widened more and more in shock as each time he looked at a pillar, a flash of memories showing that pillar being destroyed in fire appeared for just a split second.

Wherever he looked, this seemed to be the case. The completely normal ground exploding, the unblemished windows bursting, and more.

Tyr began to pant with worry. He was out of it, and instead of looking at his father, who had dozens of people surrounding him by this point, he looked around at others.

Finally, his eyes landed on his uncle, who, despite what was going on, had a slight smirk on his face.

Tyr’s eyelids flew open with shock, ‘Oh…’

Stars’ face was quickly riddled with purple veins, his eyes completely bloodshot with blood trickling out of his lips.

Touching the blood on his son’s lips, Atlas, Tyr’s grandfather, stared at the crowd and roared with rage: “Who has dared to do this!? Show yourselves now!” He slammed his foot on the ground–sending a powerful tremor through the entire building.

At that very moment, a slow and quiet laugh came from the right side of the hall.

“Hahaha… ahaha!” The laugh became louder, as Uriel Thalorin became the center of attention of the crowd and everyone else inside the hall.

“Finally! Finally, the heir to another cursed Thalonis head has been slain!” He screamed, as dozens of aliens sitting beside him suddenly began to jump up and surround the room.

“Uriel! What is the meaning of this!?” Atlas roared.

“Shut up, you old geezer!” Uriel screamed, “Quick! Kill the old bastard so he can’t spawn any more Thalonis demons, and kill the little Ancestral Ability-less twerp before he gains power!”

The aliens darted forward, but dozens of knights appeared before both of those called-out figures.

*BOOM*

A blast of Aura sounded as bystanders began to panic and rushed out of the building.

Many, however, stayed. Their brows were furrowed with anger, and their weapons were sheathed.

A battle quickly broke out between them and the knights versus the aliens as a man burst through the ceiling, grabbing Tyr, his mother, and his grandfather all at once.

Tyr couldn’t believe what he was seeing, ‘Father!?’ He exclaimed inwardly with shock.

“Stars!?” Uriel yelled as the aliens and knights of Thalonis continued their fight, destroying the building they were in.

Amidst the incredible destruction, Stars smiled, “I knew your plan from this morning… and before that as well. Do you think the Thalonis Family would ever truly trust the Thalorin… even after all the evil you have caused? The Golden Age is no more, cousin.”

Uriel ground his teeth with rage, ‘The Thalonis House is to end today… I will not allow any other option. Not after everything I’ve sacrificed!’ He inwardly screamed.

“How… how did you find out this morning.” He said in a low and angered tone.

“You didn’t wave back fast enough to my boy.” Stars said boldly, angering Uriel even further as he continued: “I would never let my family be harmed. I am the head of the Thalonis Family, damn it!”

Stars finally jumped, escaping the area at once.

Uriel slammed his fists on the table and roared at the sky: “I don’t care, Stars! I will have your entire family butchered! The centuries-long war will soon end, and our family will finally earn what was taken away by your blood from the very beginning! By Erval and the others! We will all gain it back through fire and blood!” Vein’s protruded out of his neck, his eyes seething with hatred.

He turned toward the rest of the building, noticing hundreds of knights pouring into the place. He then glanced over at Stars’ fake body, which now turned to Aura energy and dispersed into the air.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face: “Not this time… we won’t lose this time around. We can’t… even the God’s are on our side, Erval…”

He paused, staring up at the sky: “Do you hear me… Crypt? You should have chosen a side. You caused this… now who will stop it!?”

*BOOM*

*BOOM BOOM*

The ceilings shattered as thousands of aliens with wings littered the sky, even blocking out the sun like a cloud of locusts in the distance.

*

Tyr was taken into one of the buildings nearby and placed inside a small wooden box, outside of which his parents and grandfather began to speak of what to do.

‘The first sealed memory…’ Tyr recognized the scene at that moment. He tightened his fists, his eyes widening with rage: ‘Uriel… Thalorin.’ The intensity in his eyes was like that of no other.

It was a rage that stemmed from deep inside his soul that he couldn’t control, ‘I will slaughter him with my very hands.’ He thought to himself, never feeling this amount of anger ever before in his entire life.

It was like something deep within him had awakened, something that came from centuries ago. Something that he had to act upon as soon as possible.

But then, he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him as if he had taken a sleeping pill.

For a split second, he felt all of his past memories be erased.

*ZIIIP*

He was back to reality and had regained all those memories again.

‘Why… did I just lose my memories there?’

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