The life of a Haughty Prince - Chapter 37

hello guys author here, Important announcement to say. lockdown has come down and most of you already know, duty calls all of us from our work. I wanted to do both writing and work but that doesn’t seems possible.

so I decided to upload 2 chapters a week, Tuesday and Saturday at the usual time as now.

21:00 (GMT+5:45)

Hope you guys don’t mind and keep on reading my Novel even without the daily upload. Enjoy this chapter.

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The sun slowly rose, giving light to end the dark night, waking up all the living that had close their eyes in deep slumber, except for one. The one who doesn’t sleep nor dreams, but takes the quiet black night as his second home, where nobody could interrupt him from entering his own world, the world of new ideas and discoveries this world had never seen.

On top of a cold snowy mountain, where many giant white furry yetis lay dead with large chunks of the mountain destroyed. There he was, his silver hair waving from the cold snowy breeze with his eyes closed, his mind and body still in a meditative state.

The mana surrounding him being somehow diverse. Different from all the normal humans, making it some way, unique and divine, forcing even the birds and small animals to gaze at it him with awe.

The multicolored aura which he lazily named peace aura was spreading out from his body more and more. It wasn’t like the times before where he only circulated it within him. For his whole four years, continuously using it every morning and every other instance he found himself tired. He felt different like the peace aura was overriding his own soul. It wasn’t the first time he felt like this. The moment he turned his body to a teenage one, he would feel a bit of pain from within, each time when he circulated his peace aura and he shrugged it as it wasn’t bothering him too much but today it felt different for Atlas.

He wanted to control it to not spread it out even further as it was inclosing his surrounding as well. Persisting to control it every second but to no avail and finally decided to use his bloodline aura to at least regulate it somehow.

And slowly it started to work but the control was still a bit loose. The peace aura started going into his body but he started to feel a bit of pain as he gently absorbed it.

The pain was increasing every instance as he absorbed but he didn’t let it be. He felt if he let go of the peace aura now, he would lose it forever and it had already become a vital part of his life after using it all the time.

The pain kept increasing and increasing but he didn’t let go. The pain wasn’t anything he felt before as he felt the pain not from his body but from the deep within his own soul itself.

Sweat started to appear all around his body and it started heating up bit by bit increasing in temperature. The cold snow and ice started melting all around him. His skin started to look like it was slowly breaking with specter light pending out from the gaps but his eyes were still closed trying to maintain his now breaking state.

His pain was now at an excruciating level for himself. He didn’t want to stop but his body wasn’t agreeing with him as it recognized itself slowly dying and gradually started losing its control over the bloodline power and the peace aura itself.

But it was too late, all the condensed colorful peace aura was fully absorbed and he felt like his soul and body were going to explode into oblivion, his skin started to crack rapidly than before.

He felt he was slowly getting ripped apart from within. His thoughts of this power that it was only a minor form of aura which was only useful for calming and refreshing his mind, completely changed. Now this peace aura of his was somehow demolishing his own body and soul from within.

“What the fuck, am I going to die just like that?” he thought in despair.

Slowly he couldn’t move his body, his hands, and legs and gradually lost control over his fingers. The only thing maintaining him was his precious system leaking out the extra amount of mana and unknown energy inside him, but that was also slowly going away as his connection with the system was going away as his body couldn’t maintain the lane symbol connecting both him and the system.

His body fell down like a dead sack, his heart slowly losing its beat, his body still glowing, and ready to explode anytime soon. Finally, his body couldn’t maintain itself and lost all connection with the system, automatically stopping his aura concealing technique.

The moment the technique fully stopped, his lust aura burst out from within like never before, turning into a silver-blue-colored fire, devouring his entire body.

The fire rekindled his almost dying heart and re-energized itself. The heart started to beat at a healthy pace, his rippled skin started to heal and the excess energy was again condensed inside him. The peace aura which was rampaging inside his soul calmed down as the lust aura was encompassing it and slowly merging within his soul.

The remaining excess energy from all that process was coming out of his body and mana started to properly circulate inside him, with his heart, his lungs and everything started working.

After a couple of seconds, Atlas suddenly stood up opening his eyes. The excess energy surrounding his body exploded outwards from his body, giving a strong shockwave reaching far, far away. The dead yetis, birds, animals all around him, were disintegrated into dust. The snow around him was gone, all his clothes, everything.

Atlas breathed heavily, trying to take in as much air as possible. His hazel-colored eye shining bright blue for a couple of seconds but deemed down.

“A….am I dead?” Atlas said in confusion.

He looked around for a couple of seconds and saw nothing but rocks. There was no snow and the dead yetis he killed but the scene from the top of the mountain was the same.

He touched himself and felt his heartbeat and finally calmed down.

“Thank god….” Atlas said in relief.

Then he realized he had no shirt and looked down to only see his big dong.

“What the fuck?….where’s my clothes?”

He panicked again and looked to his left hand and saw his many magic rings. With peace of mind, he again fell down watching the blue sky. It was already morning and he was tired as fuck.

He instinctively tried to regulate his peace aura but stopped it midway. The memories of his near-death experience evoked in his mind. He didn’t know what to do as he never got his mind and body tired, he had always used his peace aura to rid of any tiredness he ever felt.

Experiencing being tired from his body and mind was a first for him after so many years. He felt reminiscent and strange as his body ached all over.

“System.”

His System booted and his mind felt connected. His brain pained a bit without his peace aura but it was manageable. The pain he felt from his soul a moment ago was more excruciating than this. The pain right now was just like a bite from an ant.

“Status.”

Name: Atlas Don Roxwell

Bloodline: Royal “Don” bloodline (peak-supreme)

Age: 16 years (4 years)

Race: Human / ???

STR: B <= A ( temporary )

AGI: B <= A+ ( temporary )

DEF: B

MP: SS+ <= SS

INT: SS+

LUCK: B

CHARM: ???

FACE: ???

Rank: S Rank <= A+ Rank

Soul: S+ <= A+

Class: Elemental (Mythical class)

Subclass: Mage (All humans are Mage by default.)

Title: All element user, System creator, Pathfinder, Taboo breaker, Ladies Man…..

Natural ability: Specter aura (peace aura upgraded), Embodiment of lust (stage 2), System.

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“What the hell happened to me?”

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