Unholy Player

While all the practitioners have been shaken to their core, emotions raging and disbelief consuming them after discovering their race was actually an elder one, Adyr remained silent, quietly savoring the irony.

In his previous life, he had worn countless masks and fabricated entire identities. From a police officer upholding public trust to a politician who wrote those laws, from a surgeon who healed the sick to a pilot guiding hundreds through the skies—he had played every role, deceived every gaze.

But this? Convincing someone he was their ancestor? That was a completely new experience, and he found himself enjoying it.

What’s next—they call me father? The thought made him want to chuckle.

"Lady Liora," Lucen began in his usual flat, serious tone, "this changes everything. We need to reevaluate all of this."

Mirela spoke up immediately, leaning forward as sunlight caught her multicolored hair and painted shimmering rainbows across her features. "Of course we do. Why are records of Velari history so limited? Being pure-blood Velari, shouldn’t we ensure the lineage continues? I mean... there hasn’t been a single example in thousands of years. Maybe someone like him ought to have children to preserve the bloodline."

As she spoke, her gaze found Adyr for a heartbeat before she quickly glanced away, a faint blush coloring her smooth, bronze cheeks.

Liora ignored her sister and nodded solemnly at Lucen, her expression just as grave. Then she turned to Adyr. "Carrying the blood of an elder race, with a bloodline talent, will open many doors for you. But you must also be careful. Keep this to yourself as much as you can."

Adyr acknowledged her words with a slight nod.

In a world where four gods were worshipped without question, for someone to descend from a god-touched bloodline was bound to draw immense attention—and most likely grant him royal privileges wherever he went.

Yet he knew better than to assume that was a blessing. Even in his past life, emperors and monarchs fell to political intrigue and assassination as often as they claimed power. Being important was just another way of becoming a target.