'Eh. Sealed memories?' Carson tilted his head in confusion when he heard her words. Sealed memories, his brain tried processing the meaning behind those words.
'When you say Sealed memories, do you mean a memory I have forgotten?' He inquired curiously.
[Affirmative: Approximately, 10,000 years ago, after the invasion of another universe. Master was severely injured after his confrontation with the invaders of the other side and decided to reincarnate his soul 10,000 years later.]
The voice explained.
Carson's mind went blank after hearing that. Although he didn't understand what she meant by 'Invaders' Of another universe. He could more or less understand the general picture when he thinks back to that dream he had a moment ago.
'... I see. And you say I'm his incarnation, right?'
[Affirmative.]
'So that's why those guys felt so familiar to me, that red-haired man was actually me, in my first life. Is that also the reason why I was able to view everything from his perspective, then?' Carson's face looked doubtful.
That red-haired man was so handsome that Carson couldn't believe he was actually human; there were literally no imperfections anywhere on his body at all.
When comparing his current self with that Godlike existence, he couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile as he felt a feeling of inferiority.
Although Carson never thought of himself as ugly, he wasn't really handsome either; you could say he was somewhere in the middle. When thinking of it like that, there was no comparison between them at all.
'I think I understand now, but why don't I remember anything about my past life?'
He asked the question he was most curious about.
[Answer: I was the one who sealed the memories of the Master's previous life. Due to the master's current weakened self suddenly having the memories of millions and billions of years would not only put a lot of pressure on your brain and mind, but also your soul. When considering all the risks, I deduce that it would be better to allow you to regain your memories gradually as you grow stronger.]
The voice explained, nonchalantly.
'I... I see.' Carson nodded his head in understanding. Indeed. Suddenly gaining so much knowledge would definitely be detrimental to the mind.
He really didn't want to think about what kind of headache that would cause, as the mere thought of it made him pale greatly.
"Hm, are you okay?" Amy, who was seated around her table while typing on her laptop, asked as she saw Carson's ashen face.
"Haha... Don't worry, I am fine." Carson replied. But then he glanced at his phone and promptly got to his feet.
"It seems classes will start soon; I should get going." He said as he quickly approached the door.
"Sure, but remember to be careful and not to exert too much pressure on your hand for the time being," Amy warned sternly.
"Right, I understand." Carson nodded his head as he left. The door closed behind him with a small sound. Once the door was closed, Amy sighed and got to her feet.
She took up some documents from her desk and was about to leave when she saw something that caused her eyes to widen.
What reflected in her eyes was a crushed spider that spewed blood everywhere.
...
Meanwhile...
Carson walked leisurely through the corridor as he listened to the voice inside his head.
'So, can I ask you another question?' He inquired.
[Affirmative: I am always here whenever you need me.]
The voice responded.
'Thank you... So, considering that I am the reincarnation of that red-haired man I saw in my dream. Does this mean that you were with me since the very beginning?'
[Affirmative: I have been with you since the day you were born, as a being who has the soul of the God of chaos. Our soul, fate and existence are connected deeply and are inseparable.]
"I see... So then why, why did it take you so long to appear?" He inquired, frowning. If he knew he had something like this inside him, he could have taken advantage of it much sooner.
[Answer: Because Master was simply too weak. I wasn't able to fully establish a stable connection with your mind, as doing so forcefully was too risky. However, after you were bitten by that poisonous spider and your life was in danger, I decided to recreate the structure of your body to fight against that poison.]
The voice explained.
"Re-Recreate?" As Carson was about to step down the staircase, his steps froze as he heard that. And for an instant, his expression became somewhat strange. His body was recreated. As he had stopped in his tracks, many of the students behind him were annoyed.
"Oi, weakling, move it!" An annoyed voice sounded from behind, but Carson didn't show any kind of reaction as he completely ignored it.
A white-haired youth who seemed to be 15 years old frowned as he was casually ignored. As someone who was an "Unevolved human", Carson was naturally well known around the academy; almost everyone, without exception, treated him as air and never even bothered to pay any attention to him at all.
Seeing that he was being ignored, especially by someone so weak and useless, the young white-haired youth was naturally angered. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist in anger at the same time. His skin became silver as it sparkled like a gem.
His entire body was covered with a layer of diamond, and without thinking twice, he lunged towards Carson with his fist arched back!
[Warning: Incoming attack detected!]
The voice warned.
Sensing the vibration of the ground beneath his feet, Carson glanced over his shoulder and saw someone charging towards him with an unstoppable might!
And with a small and yet casual movement of his body, he easily evaded the attack in mere seconds.
The young white-haired youth widened his eyes as Carson moved out of the way!
At the same time, with the excess momentum he had built up while running, he was unable to stop himself and fell down the long staircase roughly.
The ground trembled as he descended the staircase and landed on his face. Several gasps resounded as the remaining students behind looked at Carson as though he were a dead man. Carson also frowns when he realises what he has just done.
'Sigh. This is going to be troublesome.' Carson scratched the back of his head as he sighed.
He naturally notices what had just happened now, the fact that his body was able to react and evade the attack of the white-haired youth was definitely an achievement, at least when you considered how weak he was previously.
"Hey, you said something about recreating my body, right. Is this what you mean?" He inquired.
[Affirmative: Master's body is now several times stronger and more durable when compared to before.]
"... I see. So, that's how it is?" Carson tilted his head. His body didn't feel any different from before, and he also did not notice any subtle changes with his naked eyes. So, it was hard to tell what really changed with his physical body.
'But that reaction speed just now.' He pondered if it was before he knew he couldn't react or evade an attack coming at him at such speed and distance.
Bang!
The ground shook and rumbled fiercely as the white-haired youth stomped heavily onto the ground, as he stared at Carson with bloodshot eyes.
"How dare you, you piece of trash!" He bellowed ferociously. He bent his knees and once again launched himself towards Carson's figure.
Swoosh!
In mere seconds, he appeared before Carson and thrust his fist outwards!
Bang!
His fists collided with Carson's face, the force of his punch sending his body flying backwards from the collision.
BOOOOM!
A fierce shockwave erupted as he slammed against the wall. Multiple cracks ran across the wall as it caved in from the force. Carson's back was against the wall as his hair partially hid his face from view.
"This... Is that guy still alive?"
"Are you kidding? No way, such an attack could easily break the bones of an evolved human if they are taken by surprise by that attack just now, how was an unevolved human with a weak body supposed to be able to survive that?"
"... Won't we be in trouble if he actually dies?"
"Hmph, who cares. In this world, only the strong matter; all the weak can do is submit. It was also his fault for upsetting that guy in the first place."
The white-haired youth steadily approached Carson's figure while a fierce gleam shone in his eyes.
"Ouch, that one hurts," Carson mumbled as his face winced. He used his hand and gently caressed his cheeks with a strange expression on his face.
"Even though I feel a slight pain, if it was before, I'm sure I would have lost my head just now," Carson muttered as he stared at the white-haired youth approaching him coldly.
'Was he really trying to kill me just now?' He wondered internally.
[Master's defensive stats have increased dramatically during the process of reconstruction.]
The voice explained.
'Eh, defensive stats? Why does it sound like I'm a character from an RPG video game?'
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Name: Carson Laurier
Race: Human?
Tier: Mortal (Early stage)
Title: None
Class: None
Age: 16
Level: 3
Mana: 0
Soul power: 1,000
Magic: 0
Strength: 20
Defence: 25
Dexterity: 10
Agility: 20
Intelligence: 30
HP: 99/100
Skills:
[Devourer.] (level 1) (Active skill) [Poisonous fang.] (level 1) (Active skill) [Night vision.] (level 1) (Passive skill) [Web creation.] (level 1) (Active skill) [Extract.] (Level 1) (Unique skill)
Resistance:
[Poison resistance] (Level 1) (Passive skill)
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Carson blinked blankly as he gazed at the transparent screen that suddenly appeared before his eyes. He couldn't help but chuckle.
"This really is just like a game." For a moment, a deep look of relief appeared on his face.
Although he really wanted to ask more questions, he decided to do that at another time as the white-haired youth appeared before him.
His body sparkled like glass as he cracked his knuckles.
However, before he made any kind of sudden action, he furrowed his brow in confusion.
"Y-You... Are you not hurt?" He asked as he observed Carson's face incredulously. Aside from some small, minor scratches on the side, he was relatively fine.
"Fine... I wouldn't say I am fine; your punch definitely did some damage, that's for sure. But now it's my turn." Carson said as he got to his feet lightly. Carson felt his muscles twitch as he put pressure into his fist and punched outwards!
Swoosh!...
A powerful gust of wind erupted from his sudden motion. The white-haired young man's hair was tousled and fluttered by the wind.
And just as Carson was about to launch his attack for real, he stopped as someone unexpected appeared between them!
A young man with neatly trimmed black hair, dressed in a blue and black uniform of the academy.
This man wore round-shaped glasses that sparkled with the reflection of the sun's gleam.
He carried an aura of both dignity and pride as he watched Carson's fists approach his face.
Seeing someone appear before him, Carson's eyes widen as he stops his fist a few inches away from making contact with his face.
The man who had appeared before him was of a similar status to Eliana; they were both student presidents. This young man was someone who also originated from a high background.
"What do you think you're doing, Alexander?" Carson inquired with narrowed eyes.
"... That's the same question I'd like to ask you, what do you think you're doing, fighting in the middle of the hall?" Alexander asked as he squinted his eyes.
"... That guy was the one who attacked me first, I was just returning the favour. Is there a problem with that?"
"Of course, there is. I don't care if you two fought somewhere else, but I won't allow you two to fight and cause any more destruction here."
"Oh, so you are going to stop me?" Carson asked, slightly amused by this outcome. He remembered in the past when he was getting bullied, Alexander usually turned a blind eye towards him.
But now he was interrupting when he was about to defend himself.
'What hypocrite!' Carson thought as a look of disgust appeared on his face. Seeing that Alexander frowned.
"What's with that look? Are you going to attack him despite what I just said?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Oh, and what if I do... Are you going to stop me by force?" Carson inquired curiously. His lips upturned into a faint smile.