Chapter 1: New World 01: Adam’s Transformation Part 1

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“Where am I?”

 

Adam woke up to a group of youth with colourful hair and eyes, he was used to monotonous brown hair and brown eyes.

 

Suddenly a wave of memories flowed into his mind, he was now Clay Steiffer. A 14 year old boy and the son of one of Marquis Steiffer’s concubines.

 

As Adam got up he saw an unusually tall and big youth with light brown hair and amber eyes, from the memories he received he remembered the boy’s name. Olaf Aizlan, he was the son of Baron Aizlan a vassal of Marquis Steiffer.

 

“Are you okay Clay? If you didn’t wake up we’d think you were as good as dead.” Olaf jokingly said as the group around laughed.

 

They were all headed for one place, the Imperial Capital’s Military Academy. Everyone in the group was conscripted and as a result had to enrol in the Military Academy. But everyone knew the true intentions of the Academy. They were being raised to be used as cannon fodder.

 

Adam had soon realised as to avoid suspicion and risk of him blurting something out he had to fully take on the identity of Clay. He also knew why Olaf might’ve suspected he was dead, the group had been ambushed by mountain bandits and Clay was directly hit by one of the bandits.

 

The group slowly began to move back into the Carriage, they were around ¾  into their journey to the Academy. All they had to pass through was an area known as ‘The Ruins Of Void’ ; it was believed it was caused by a Sorcerer.

 

In the continent he was currently in, Sorcerers had apparently gone extinct, although Clay didn’t believe it one bit. Anyways it didn’t really matter as there was not much threat for a ruin that had been explored.

 

As the Carriage reached the Ruins Of Void, the group stopped to set up camp at the entrance. From what Clay observed it seems the group was ostracising him although he didn’t really care one bit. He decided to take the initiative and went over to a boy with Red Hair and Icy Blue Eyes named Kristoff Ares, he was the son of a Minor Knight under the Aizlan House.

 

“What do you uhh” Clay gulped before saying “Think of the Ruins?”

 

Kristoff looked at Clay with confusion as if he was looking at an idiot despite that he responded.

 

“Nothing much, Clay this isn’t you in your usual nature. Did that injury hit you in the head?” Kristoff laughed and the others began to laugh too.

 

Clay ignored and nodded and before night they already set up their tents and a camp-fire. As they were roasting Green-Eyed Stone Wolves into something resembling a Kebab. The group talked about the academy and what they would want to expect.

 

As everyone went to sleep, Clay couldn’t. He still had memories of his life as Adam in his previous life. He was only a Highschool Student and had average grades to him he wouldn’t of been successful anyways, although he seemed to remember about his best friend Roy but he just decided to ignore it. Ignorantly and stupidly Clay snuck out of his tent and began to enter the ruins.

 

Every step Clay took he felt he was being watched by a million people, he gulped as he ventured in. He saws strangely black and purple coloured rocks with what resembled runes on them. With avarice in his eyes, Clay decided to touch one of the rocks with runes on it, he chose one in particular due it’s runes resembling that of Kristoff’s Icy Blue Eyes but with a feeling of frost on it.

 

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As Clay touched the rune on the rock he felt his body being devoured, it seems he had initiated a defense mechanism on it. His consciousness went black.

 

Clay soon regained his consciousness to find his appearance changed, he looked on the reflection of a puddle. He retained the pale skin which was now snow-like pale, height, weight and facial structure but his eyes seemed to have turned to a pure ice colour and his hair that was previously black was now white. He had runes inscripted all of his body that had a strange frosty aura to them but they were covered by his clothing.

 

Clay went back into the direction of the carriage to see that it was pierced by Ice Spikes, he didn’t know them but suddenly he felt guilt. His appearance changed and he seemed to have gained an innate power. He then realised it, he killed them.

 

He suddenly felt tears drowning as the memories of the original clay flew through his mind. He had been close to Olaf since childhood and Kristoff and the rest of the group were friends he made by using his father’s identity.

 

~ Initiating Full-Sync with new owner ~

 

~ Greetings New Owner, I am the Spell Genie created by Frost Monarch Virgil ~

 

Clay’s body lit up and the runes converged to a single rune on his palm, the Spell Genie explained things to Clay. He had inherited the legacy of the Frost Monarch Virgil, a Grade 7 Sorcerer who had an aptitude of 15/15 which was considered heaven-defying

 

Adam now Clay couldn’t handle the obligations and knowing that he’d probably be targetted attempted to kill himself but to no avail. With pain in his eyes he terraformed the Ancient Ruins and it’s surrounding areas to a vast land of frost. On the ground there was a large obelisk of Ice controlled by Clay. 

 

Year 325 Of The Aureole Calendar

100s of years went by and countless travellers avoided this area and nicknamed the area the Frozen Devil’s Lair. Clay had cemented control of the area and due to the radiation of his icy aura the animals that lived there adapted to it. For the enemies that went into the area they would be killed off instantly by golems he created with the power of frost.

 

His existence in the area attracted Sorcerers back to the continent, regular mortals were killed in bunches as many Sorcerers tried an attempt at destroying the obelisk and the Frozen Devil.

 

A new era of Sorcerers returned to the Continent, this Continent’s name was Aria and it’s name would soon be cemented in the mind of Sorcerers and even other beings like them. It had an immense amount of resources due to it flourishing with the absence of Sorcerers who’d loot them as well as inheritances like the one Clay found.

 

A child of destiny and a former friend of the old Clay was prophesied to arrive and kill him. There were many religions in Aria and most revolved around elements and Gods. Although Gods seemed to be in a sleep, there was even a cult that worshipped Clay named the Frozen Devil’s Pagoda. They modified their bodies to resist the cold and had set up camp in the outskirts of the Frozen Devil’s Lair. 

 

Clay knew of the Cult and welcomed them with open arms, with them modifying their own bodies and devouting themselves to him. All he had to do was give them their wish if they gave him what he wanted. He was truly becoming cold in his personality, he had ruthlessly killed hundreds of thousands of mortals as well as entire armies of countries. Not to mention Windsolt.

 

The Empire that Clay had once been a citizen of Windsolt had now been taken over by Sorcerers and the Imperial family were merely puppets. Clay had no care for them as they ignored him and Sorcerery now began to flourish on the continent of Aria which previously had lost all existance of it's Sorcerers.

 

Year 515 Of The Aureole Calendar

It had been 515 years since Clay had become the ruthless creature that he was, he was feared and treated as a threat that couldn't be touched. He had wiped the Religion Of Yeres which predicted the Child Of Destiny whom was supposedly going to be Clay's old friend, he still felt a lingering moment of regret but he had simply ignored it like he had always done.

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