Chapter 71: The Avaran Race
You look and feel like humans do, but that is only because you’ve lived amongst them all your life, and your mother’s blood also flows in you. You are not one of them. You are a primordial.
Your home world is known as Avaran and it was once one of the strongest worlds in the Primordial Expanse. I was the one who concealed your true race on the system tab to make sure you were ready. And although you might want to know everything about it now, I cannot tell you more until I know you are ready for that too.
Instead, what I can tell you is about what it means to be a member of the Avarian race. The Avarians possessed a biology that surpasses that of any other species. We are each born with an innate genetic superiority that allows us to grow stronger indefinitely through the consumption of Magical Crystals. I don’t think I need to explain more than this since you have the system there to help you learn more about all this. With the unique genetics you possess along with the system I’ve gifted you, I know you can become the strongest of us.
As for the Avarians, our ability to grow so quickly caused us to be feared by the other Primordials, and in time we were betrayed and attacked by the other Primordial races, leading many of us to go into hiding. Now, there are not many of us Avarians left, and I have no idea where the ones who are alive are hiding. In our absence, the Primordials have dedicated themselves to the conquest of all the Primordial Expanse, and in time, the Primordials will come for both you and your world.
Before that time comes, you must prepare yourself for the worst. Grow stronger at every opportunity and protect your family. Protect our family, Jason. I’m putting all my trust in you. It’s a hard job, but you are my son. I know you are up to the task.
On a separate note, you should watch out for a man named Cerci and his organization, Gaia. They will claim to know me, and I’m sure Cerci will try to make you trust him. But take whatever comes out of his mouth with a grain of salt. Use him until there’s nothing more he can give you, but never put your full trust in him. He is a brilliant man, but he is the most twisted motherfucker I’ve ever seen.
I hope this isn’t the last time you read one of my messages. Until next time, try not to die, son.
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Jason stared at the message in front of him with a small smile tugging at his lips. He read through the message again and let out a small laugh while resting his head in his hand. Yeah, this was definitely his father. Jason had been a little unconvinced when he read the first message earlier. It was so formal and no-nonsense that Jason wasn’t sure if it was his father or not! From what Jason remembered of his father, the man was playful, and he would always joke around and swear at the craziest things while working with his mother in the store! Jason just didn’t see his father as someone that serious!