Reborn as the Genius Son of the Richest Family

Viperion spent the remainder of his days sustaining himself on only the blackish brown liquid that washed over Metropolis. He didn’t know why or how it worked, but he didn’t question it any further. He was just glad he was alive.

Days turned into weeks, then into months, and then into years.

In total, he must have spent more than ten years in this asylum, keeping himself company by building a new civilization on top of the drowned Metropolis.

He created his new home out of broken rooftop tiles, with some kind of fountain that sprayed out the black liquid that he now called the Agua.

He drank this liquid everyday. And instead of getting tired of consuming the same thing after years and years, Viperion felt even more and more enchanted with the Agua.

He couldn’t live without it. It was what sustained him and kept him company through the years.

And on this particular day, something changed that broke Viperion’s daily routine.

He looked out the window and saw a giant dome-like figure on the horizon. It colored violet and was larger than a mountain.

Curious, Viperion took out his makeshift boat and began to paddle closer to this gigantic structure.

And it was only when he got closer that he realized that it wasn’t a structure at all. Instead, it was a giant slime looking down at him with indifference like a god.