Chapter 2 - Mysterious Light

After taking a 5 minute shower and changing into his normal wear, Cecil hurried towards the dining room.

When he arrived, he found the figure of his father sitting at the head of the table.

His father had a somewhat large build, with prominent muscles showing despite the fact that his father was wearing somewhat loosely fit clothes. Even while sitting, his father was a full 3 heads taller than him, clearly exceeding 2 meters in height if he was standing.

This was of course attributed to the fact that he himself had also experienced the grueling training like Cecil did during his childhood. This was also because his father was inherently tall, probably due to genetics.

While he, Cecil, was of a small stature. As a 13 year old he only had the height of 135 cm, more or less. Clearly, he wouldn't pass the 180 mark by the time he was 21 years old no matter what kind of food or training he did.

This was due to the fact that his mother was the so-called Loli.

Even at the age of 40, his mother was still child-like. Whether it'd be from how she looked or how tall she was, she was indeed, child-like, a bonafide Loli. And that mother of his was sitting beside the largely built man who was his father.

Also his father was only 42 this year. They literally only had a two year gap in age, but the contrast between the two made them both look like a father and a daughter, instead of husband and wife.

The contrast between the two, if someone from outside the family saw, was totally mind-boggling. It also made one think of how weird his father's taste in girls was.

Not like he would care, or know, for that matter. He was already used to this scene, that for him, it was all a part of his common sense, that was clearly, not developed in the proper way.

After taking his seat on the other side of his mother, he waited for his other siblings, his grandfather and grandmother, to come join them for lunch.

A few minutes later, an old couple entered the room. Although they were supposed to be old, being more than 70 years old, they came walking in with a strong gait, laughing and teasing each other.

"Haha, old coot, you still can't beat me in a game of chess!"

"Th-that was because I took it easy on you since you're my wife!"

"Says the man who couldn't ever beat his wife ever since they met!"

"Urk…"

It was a fact that his grandmother was a genius at the game. When his grandmother was still in her youth, she was the world champion in chess for 5 consecutive years.

Only after she grew bored of the game, that she renounced her title, passed it to the winner of the next championship, and declared retirement. She was only 25 at the time of retirement and she was official and unofficially, undefeated at the game.

So all the talk about letting his wife win was just total and utter bullshit. It was just his grandfather trying to find an excuse to save face.

They entered and sat down on the opposite side of his father, directly in front of Cecil and his mother.

"So, how was your training Cel?"

It was his grandmother who asked, Cel was the puppy name that most of his family called him by.

"It was the usual. Repetitive and exhausting."

"Well, we expect you to be able to inherit the skills by the time you're 16 so– "

"That's just because you both are desperate."

Seeing him complaining, his grandfather was about to lecture him again before being chided by his grandmother.

"The both of you are the ones to blame for putting Cel in such a situation!"

"Grandmother is right, fufufu."

"Ugh…"

"…"

This was the normal happening when Cecil started complaining. Grandfather and father would try to lecture him, only to be chided and criticized by his grandmother and mother.

He felt happy being defended as it was his form of revenge towards his father and grandfather.

"Well, it's not like I'm not against doing it…"

And with these words, his father and grandfather's expression brighten a bit.

Right then, a young lady around the age of 20, walked into the room. She was tall, had shoulder length wavy black hair. She was wearing glasses and had a very cold expression on her face.

She resembled Cecil's mother. She was the so-called cold beauty and she also happened to be Cecil's very doting, eldest sister, the first born of the Silvaria family, Fatima Silvaria.

She walked next to Cecil and took her seat beside him.

"Big Sis!"

She smiled warmly, breaking the extremely cold expression on her face and nodded towards Cecil and proceeded to ruffle his hair.

"Hehe, how was your day Sis?"

"Nothing worth mentioning."

"Heeeh, I bet it was much more thrilling than what I have to go through."

"Mhm, work hard Cel."

"Okay!"

Fatima was especially warm towards Cecil. She felt a little bad for pushing all the hardsh.i.p.s of training towards her cute and adorable little brother.

Her expression turned cold again before she greeted her parents and grandparents.

"Grandma, grandpa. Mother... father."

"Huhu, how's my Fatima doing?"

"I'm fine Grandma."

"That's good."

The exchange between the 2 could be seen as cold from an outsider's perspective. But for the family, this was considered a warm greeting from Fatima.

Normally she wouldn't exchange any form of greeting if someone even tried to talk to her. So for her taking the initiative to greet someone was considered really warm.

The only exception would be her change towards her little brother Cecil. Unlike how her appearance suggests, she was very protective of her siblings. She cared so much for them that the actual reason for the other siblings' renouncement of their rights was actually, mostly due to her persuasions.

The only oddball would be Cecil, her youngest brother. She couldn't bear to ruin her little brother's enthusiasm for training, which resulted in the current situation where Cecil was the heir to the family's traditions.

"Is everything good with the company?"

"Yes, father."

"Keep working hard, honey."

"Mhm, okay mama."

"Although, you aren't the heir, do remember to train once in a while. In a healthy body therein lies a healthy mind and soul!"

"Yes, grandfather."

Today's Fatima seems to be in a good mood, thought Cecil. He's never seen his eldest sister respond to each of them with a slight smile on her face.

"Did something happen, Big Sis?"

"Not really, it's just nice to smile once in a while. Don't you think so, Cel?"

Fatima right away changed the subject. Cecil thought to himself that it would be better if his sister was smiling much more too, so he didn't disagree to that.

While they were talking 2 more boys, around the age of 16 and 15 respectively, came into the room. Again they were Cecil's siblings.

"Yo!"

"Hello…Mother, father… Granny, grandpa."

The older one was called Matheus and the younger was Luca. Right after the two entered a 6 year old little girl ran in hugging a bunny doll in her arms, followed by another 15 year old boy who looked like an exact copy of Luca. The other 4 of Cecil's siblings finally arrived.

"Mummy!!!~"

"Come here Angelia."

"Hihihi~"

*Yawn*

The little girl ran towards Mother Cecil and jumped onto her. The boy who was the twin brother of Luca, Gabriel, walked in rather sluggishly after yawning aloud passing by Matheus and Luca and sat down near the end of the table. After which, Matheus and Luca took their seats.

"Sis." "Big sis."

"Mhm."

After greeting Fatima they turned to look at Cecil.

"Sup, Cel!" "Hey"

"Matty, Luc. Gabriel."

"Hm."

Cecil greeted his brothers and only earned a grunt from Gabriel.

Gabriel was the laziest of the 4 brothers, partly because he had his fantasies as a child ruined by Father and Grandfather Cecil.

"Okay, now since everyone's here, let's eat!"

After Father Cecil declared as such, everyone immediately started getting busy, serving themselves the already prepared food in front of them.

After Cecil finished eating he quickly excused himself, remembering that he had to feed his pet dog, Silver.

He went to the kitchen retrieving the already prepared, huge slice of beef and a big bowl of dog food and water. He then walked out the backdoor of the mansion and ran towards a somewhat large doghouse.

"Silver! Come and get it!!!"

After which, a 1 meter tall almost 2 meter long white silvery dog, no, it was more like a wolf, came out of the doghouse and sprinted towards Cecil.

This silver wolf was none other than Silver. He was originally a wolf pup that Cecil saved during his days of training out in the wilderness with his father.

After saving the wolf, it became attached to the young Cecil and started following him around throughout his training.

"Rah, rah!"

"Here ya go!"

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

An ear screeching sound rang out through the air.

Covering his ears, Cecil looked around bewilderingly searching for the source of the uncomfortable ringing.

It sounded like it was coming from the front of the Silvaria mansion. Cecil ran towards the front of his mansion with Silver and looked towards the source of the sound.

Since the Silvaria estate was on elevated grounds, almost to the point where it was built on a mountainside, he was able to see the modern age city down below, that was partly engulfed in a piercing white light.

The light itself seemed to be rapidly expanding, trying to engulf the entire area.

"Cecil!!! Silver!!! COME BACK HERE!!!"

He looked back and saw his mother waving frantically to him from the entrance of his mansion. Looking back towards the light, it was rapidly approaching his house.

He was somewhat stunned, but quickly regained his bearings. He started sprinting back towards his mother alongside Silver.

"MOM!!!"

"CEL!!!!"

The white light engulfed both him and Silver. The last thing he saw was his mother and father as well as the rest of his family running towards him, and then everything went white.