HEIR OF PRIMORDIAL CHOAS

CHAPTER 2 THE VOICE FROM BEFORE TIME

CHAPTER 2 THE VOICE FROM BEFORE TIME

Darkness.

An endless darkness stretched in every direction.

There was no sky.

No earth.

No stars.

Only silence.

Raizen slowly opened his eyes.

He frowned.

"...Where am I?"

His voice echoed endlessly before fading into the void.

He clearly remembered collapsing while cultivating beneath the ancient tree.

Yet now...

He stood in a place beyond his understanding.

"This isn't a dream..."

He muttered.

The air carried an indescribable ancient aura.

It felt older than the heavens themselves.

Older than time.

Suddenly...

Golden ripples spread across the darkness.

One ripple.

Then another.

Until countless golden symbols appeared around him.

Each symbol shimmered with profound mysteries he couldn't comprehend.

A calm, emotionless voice echoed from every direction.

"Origin System initialization complete."

Raizen's pupils contracted.

"Who's there?"

No answer came.

Instead...

The golden symbols converged before him.

A translucent screen slowly materialized.

ORIGIN SYSTEM

Host: Rizz Raizen

Age: 16

Realm: Body Tempering Realm (Peak)

Talent: Divine Grade (Sealed)

Foundation: Ordinary

Bloodline: Unknown (Dormant)

Physique: Unknown

Origin Points: 0

Functions Available:

• Status

• Appraisal

Raizen stared at the floating screen.

"What... is this?"

The voice answered immediately.

"This is the Origin System."

"The only system in existence."

His heartbeat quickened.

"A treasure?"

"A cultivation technique?"

"Neither."

"I am your guide."

Raizen remained silent.

Instead of becoming excited, his expression became cautious.

"If you're truly here to help me..."

"What do you want in return?"

Silence.

A moment later, the voice spoke again.

"Nothing."

"Your growth fulfills my purpose."

Raizen narrowed his eyes.

He had lived long enough within the Rizz Clan to know one truth.

Nothing came without a price.

"There's no such thing as free power."

The voice remained calm.

"Correct."

"Therefore..."

"You shall earn every step yourself."

Those words surprised him.

He had expected promises of instant strength.

Instead...

The mysterious voice seemed to reject such ideas.

"The Origin System will not cultivate for you."

"It will not fight for you."

"It will not change your fate."

"Only you can do that."

Raizen slowly relaxed.

For some reason...

Those words felt believable.

"Then..."

"What exactly can you do?"

The screen changed.

CURRENT FUNCTIONS

Status Panel

Appraisal

Additional functions unlock as the host grows stronger.

"So that's all?"

"Correct."

Raizen laughed softly.

"I thought I'd receive some heaven-defying cultivation technique."

The voice remained indifferent.

"Power without effort creates weakness."

"The worthy create their own legends."

Those words settled deep within Raizen's heart.

For the first time in years...

He felt hope.

Not because someone would save him.

But because someone believed he could save himself.

He took a deep breath.

"Show me my status again."

The screen immediately reappeared.

His gaze froze on one line.

Talent: Divine Grade (Sealed)

"...Sealed?"

His breathing became uneven.

"I..."

"I actually possess Divine Grade talent?"

For years...

Everyone had called him talentless.

For years...

Even he had begun believing it.

Yet now...

The truth lay before his eyes.

Divine Grade.

One of the highest talents in existence.

"Who sealed it?"

Raizen asked.

The voice fell silent.

Several seconds passed.

Then...

"Authority insufficient."

"Host cultivation too low."

"Information locked."

Raizen frowned.

"So I can't know?"

"Not yet."

He nodded.

Although disappointed, he didn't press further.

If the answer required strength...

Then he would become stronger.

His gaze shifted downward.

"Appraisal."

The golden light condensed before him.

A small stone floated into view.

Ordinary Stone

No spiritual value.

Can be thrown at annoying people.

Raizen blinked.

Then...

He burst into laughter.

"So even an ancient system has a sense of humor."

For the first time in many years...

His laughter came naturally.

The voice offered no response.

But somehow...

The surrounding atmosphere felt less cold.

Raizen's expression gradually became serious again.

"I have one question."

"If I become strong enough..."

"Can I protect the people important to me?"

Silence filled the endless darkness.

Then the voice answered.

"Strength does not guarantee protection."

"Wisdom, perseverance, and character determine whether one is worthy to protect others."

Raizen slowly lowered his head.

Those words reminded him of his mother's teachings.

Strength alone wasn't enough.

He had to become someone capable of carrying it.

A warm golden light suddenly surrounded him.

"Initialization complete."

"Host consciousness returning."

The endless darkness began to c***k.

Golden light flooded everything.

The mysterious screen slowly disappeared.

Before it vanished completely...

One final sentence appeared.

FIRST MAIN QUEST

Become a true cultivator.

Reward: Unknown.

Failure: Continue living as the discarded heir.

Raizen smiled.

"Then..."

"I have no intention of failing."

The world shattered.

His eyes snapped open.

He found himself lying beneath the ancient tree.

The cool night breeze brushed across his face.

Everything appeared exactly as before.

Except...

Nothing was the same anymore.

Deep within his mind...

A familiar voice quietly echoed.

"Welcome, Successor."

Far beyond the Human Realm...

Inside a forgotten palace buried beneath endless darkness...

A pair of ancient crimson eyes slowly opened.

"...It has awakened."

An invisible pressure spread throughout the palace.

The kneeling figures below trembled in fear.

"The Origin System..."

The ancient figure whispered.

"...has chosen its master."

The darkness fell silent once more.