The Absolute: Humanity's Second Chance

Two rays of light, one grayish black, and one red, flashed past the mountain regions. They were so fast, they were indecipherable even to the eyes of most demigods.

Two minutes later, the light rays stopped over a steep ridge, revealing two humanoid figures that landed fluently on the ground.

Followed by one of them falling down face first, exhausted. His chest was heaving up and down, and his raggered breathe could be head from a few meters away.

The other man was alright, for the most part. The only difference from his usual complexion was that he was a bit pale. But overall still stoic.

"Rest up. You deserve it." He said, and the man lying down, Flint, slowly nodded his head.

He was a demigod, one that was not even speed oriented. Yet he travelled at light speed for two whole minutes. One hundred and twenty seconds.

That brought a lot of strain on his body, and stretched out his limits. He bet he surpassed a few from this small exercise.

"..."

Damien also knew about this, hence why he was not hard on the young man. Plus, he had also almost used up his large reserves of Mana.

He had to recover a few. Even though that might take days considering how large his reserves were. Usually, he would recover two units per second thanks to his potential.

Then including the Realm effect, that increased to ninety eight units per second (2×7×7).

Which would take a couple of  years to recover ten billion units. Three years to be precise. But his Mana reserves were now automatically connected to those of Juliette...

So was their Mana recovery rate. Then if one included their breathing techniques that even gods would envy... then they were just monstrous.

He could recover simply in just a day and a half, if not less here. Or two months through the world calender.

Luckily, he still had thirteen days before he could return to Juliette. In which case for her, was merely going through thirty one hours.

"Sir, sir Damien, that man..." Flint, who had caught a hint of his breathe back, sat up and started a conversation. He felt uneasy deep down considering the new entrant.

"Virgil. He's a famous vampire of the neighboring continent." Damien said in response, taking a sit in the process.

Flint was intrigued about the matter. Continents? Vampires? "There are continents?" He asked, his eyes shining in curiosity.

"A few. So, what of him?" Damien said, and Flint turned stern once more. "That man, Virgil... I feel like he's strong. Far stronger than that thing we fought just now."

Damien cut in and explained, "He is not. In terms of Realm, they are at the same Realm. Perfected Greater Deities. Not much to worry about. So?"

"Is that so? But the dragon was wounded. It's battle power should have been decreased right?" Flint said in disagreement. But Damien also did not back down.

"True. But Virgil is not a battle god. Their battle prowess would be around at equilibrium. And Realm Guardians are entities that can harness the power of their Reams."

"Whereby a single Realm is something not even the strongest of gods can create. Owning such a thing is as good as owning an endless reserves of energy."

"Especially so if you are a god, or a mortal. Hence giving the Realm Guardian a higher edge in this scenario." He concluded without much care.

Flint was impressed. And then it clicked to him. "So you retreated not because you gave up on all those treasures, but because you knew that even that Virgil guy would not win?"

"Precisely. Not bad." Damien nodded in praise, and Flint smiled lightly.

His nerves finally calmed down. But the situation was still deadly. "That Virgil guy... he won't chase after us, will he?"

"He will not. Not all gods can travel at light speed. Especially so, in the minor category of gods, when they are not speed type gods, or battle gods. And Virgil does not fall under each."

Damien explained himself once more, and Flint nodded. His understanding of gods was improved. As for why he could travel at lightspeed despite being a demigod...

He had no idea. Damien saw through his thoughts, and added, "There are special cases though. Hidden Classes being ones. Potential being another. And then Bloodline."

"Of course, being a Vampire, he's of pure Bloodline, and of course, stronger condition. But even that was still a distance from making him seem invincible amongst his peers."

"In your case, your Bloodline is... let us not speak of it. But you have the highest potential, and also a Hidden Class. It's not impossible to defy common sense." He concluded.

Flint nodded. His world view was expanded once again. 'So my potential is quite high? And what's the problem with my Bloodline? Is there hidden secrets about being a Falsarian?'

He thought in excitement. Damien did not clear those thoughts and instead changed the topic. "As for whether he will chase after us... it is definitely unlikely."

"Why?" Flint asked in curiosity.

"Simply because he knows nothing of our origin." He said. But thee major reason was because both of them were anomalies of the highest degree.

Knowing Virgil, he would have risked everything to chase them down. If he could not have the little girl in his visions, he will then bring back something else from this trip.

Two anomalies being almost at the same level of value to their race.

But as Damien had revealed secrets he believed only the highest of authorities among the Major Races knew, and even then, only a minority of them knew.

He began doubting their purpose. Maybe they were also sent by their Kingdom or Empire. If that were the case, and he captures them... would he not bring war to his people?

A war between two Major Races might lead to a World War that could shake the Realm. 'And nobody wants that. Especially as the Realm is still stabilizing itself.'

Damien thought to himself. Though he was surprised why the World suddenly took the path of becoming a Realm thus early, he did not overthink it.

It was probably to create a bigger platform. A platform where the outer races, eldritch races, beyond races and many more, could also join the chess board.

If that was the case. He had to move his goals a bit forward as well. Humanity had to ascend either by force, or by a greater force. 'And I'll be that force.'

Seven hours flashed by, and Damien had already recovered over twenty percent of his Mana. Flint also recovered to tip top condition.

And throughout that time, no sign of Virgil could be seen. Flint finally sighed in relief, glad that they would not be chased down by a god.

"Alright, let's go." Damien stood up, and without another word, walked down the steep slope. Flint also stood up and followed. "Where are we going?"

"There's a Mana Vein here. Or there's supposed to be one." Damien responded without looking back. Flint nodded and followed in silence.

Damien thought back to his previous timeline. Around this area, there was once a battle between a Dragonborne and a Dragon, destroying everything around.

Afterwards, years later, a person passed by here, and just so happened to study the area. He then claimed that they used to be a large Mana Vein here, and it was destroyed during the battle.

Many races appeared, including the Major Races and tried to dig deeper, in order to verify the claim. Regrettably, nothing was found.

Most came to the conclusion that the winner of the battle back then, took everything that remained and retreated.

And it was not proven. Now Damien wanted to see if there really was a Mana Vein at this place. If so, he was hoarding it. All of it.

"By the way, sir Damien, what's a Mana Vein?" Flint asked after a moment of silence. Damien was first silent, and unfurled his wings, going deeper into the valley.

Flint also followed. As a Demigod, Flight was a basic necessity for them. They went deeper, and Damien finally responded.

"A Mana Vein is a treasure spot that has Mana Stones, Mana Crystals, Mana Cores, and many Mana related resources. Depending on how big and old it is, it can have plenty of them."

"But the best part about finding a Mana Vein, is finding the Mana Heart. A top tier godly treasure that can be taken, and planted anywhere, transforming the place into a Mana Vein."

"In some cases, planting it besides natural resources, can also transform them. A spring becoming a Mana Spring. An Orchard, birthing Golden Fruits. Things like that."

Damien explained, and Flint nodded, taking everything into considering. He also wondered if he could ask for a portion as well, to forge something with.

Using high level treasures, can birth higher leveled weapons. And with his two Hidden Classes, it was only a matter of time and resources for him.

"Hopefully, there's no creature guarding this place. There are still many other places I need to go to, and time is not on my side." Damien added, and Flint dreaded those words.

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