Rise of the Rejected Deity from Chaos

Earlier at 02:07 a.m...

Im Seun could be seen standing in front of the village's barrier, his assistant nowhere in sight as she had hidden quite far away—lurking from the shadows.

The HS, about three which the association had stationed around the village premises, watched from a fair distance away, silently observing the situation.

A piece of communication device was in Im Seun's ear, with which he communicated with his assistant. Clad in a puffy jacket, and trousers, he was well prepared for the cold night.

"Move closer to the barrier," his assistant said from the communication piece, and Im Seun did as told.

"Now move your lips like you're talking. Just briefly," she instructed, and once again, Im Seun obeyed.

"Now slowly, extend your hand forward and move it up like you're about to break the barrier with an ability."

From where he stood before the barrier, Im Seun slowly moved up his hand, acting like he was about to shatter the barrier. Just when it looked like the barrier would break any moment, his assistant fired another instruction.

"Snap your head toward your right, peer directly forward at 1 o'clock."

The moment Im Sun did that, another instruction followed instantly. "Now vanish with teleportation."

In an instant, the HS eyes that were on Im Seun, watching from afar, and had panicked when Im Seun abruptly turned toward them—blinked about, puzzled how fast Im Seun had disappeared.

They came forward, checking the area and observing the spot Im Seun stood a minute ago.

Im Seun appeared beside his assistant where she watched the HS with a binocular—keeping track of their movement.

"Good job," she commended. "Now they'll go report to their leader how you appeared here, seemingly conversing with someone they'd think was from the inside, and how you were about to break into the barrier but caught sight of them and dipped."

"Hopefully," Im Seun cackled softly, knowing fully well the quietness of the night would take his voice far. "Let's retire for the night, and prepare to pay them a visit the day after."

The assistant put her hand in Im Seun's, and they silently teleported away.

Currently…..

Teleporting, Seiya and Kaeliyus appeared within the vast chambers of the commander. They found no one, and seeing how big and new the place felt to him, Seiya naturally started taking in the whole view.

Kaeliyus, who didn't bother going to inform the commander of their arrival because he knew the commander would detect his presence right away and hurry here—smiled faintly when the door to the chambers burst open.

The commander with his flaring coat, followed by his assistant, stomped straight to Seiya with urgency—eager to meet the young boy. The commander swept past Kaeliyus like he was nothing, stopping just before Seiya.

Standing before the young boy, the commander's eyes slowly spread wide like one taking in the beauty of an art.

"What is it?" Kaeliyus asked, calm and unbothered.

"It just…it just feels strangely calming in his presence," the commander replied, eyes glued intently to Seiya.

Probably 'cause you can't feel his presence, Kaeliyus said to himself. Not his energy…or malice, nothing.

Seiya remained silent, merely staring at the man in front of him, all while still taking in the vastness of the chambers.

Seeing Seiya act so nonchalant in front of the commander, the assistant's brows furrowed in irritation, silently cursing Seiya for acting so discourteously toward the commander.

"So, this is the boy," the commander finally spoke, gaze still resting on Seiya.

"Indeed," Kaeliyus replied calmly, minding the presence of Seiya.

"His name?"

Kaeliyus took a while responding to this, puzzling whether to tell Seiya's real name or a fake one. After all, this very place Seiya had come to live is where both his siblings live.

However, at the same time, Kaeliyus had it in the back of his mind that Seiya being here might help develop his humanity. And he wanted his young Lord's real given name to be known instead of a fabricated one.

Hell be doomed if the name 'Seiya' is one so unique, no one else bears it. What use was it trying to hide his young Lord's name from the very man whose surname is needed to get him an identity?

"Seiya. He is called Seiya," Kaeliyus answered calmly, conscious of the situation. The commander's head snapped toward Kaeliyus, his gaze lingering on him for some moments before turning back to Seiya.

"That's a name I haven't seen anyone bear for so long," the commander said softly.

"Why is that?" Kaeliyus asked, curious.

"Because the deceased brother of the vice commander bore that name," the commander replied.

Before the conversation between the commander and Kaeliyus could stretch any further, Seiya spoke. "Are we going to keep standing here?" He asked, voice steady.

Unconsciously, Kaeliyus snapped forward in an instant, about to bow and respond to his young Lord's query.

"Of course not, my—" he paused, his semi arched form going stiff as cold sweat broke out on him. Before they left the house and decided Seiya would live here, they had concluded on keeping the true relationship between him and Seiya a secret.

Yet, he almost messed up. "Of course not," he replied, straightening up. "I believe the commander has welcomed us with open arms," he said, glancing toward the man.

The commander was left speechless for a moment by Seiya's way of talking. When he was told to take in a child, and be a father, he hadn't expected at all for someone like Seiya to appear.

Dressed in casual clothings, face heavily hidden behind the mask and blindfold that one couldn't even get a hint of how he looks. On top of that, the young boy spoke so direct—straightforward with no hint of youthful tone in his voice.

If anything, he was well spoken like someone in authority. Meanwhile, the commander's assistant was put off by everything regarding Seiya, and Kaeliyus—wondering why Kaeliyus had acted so quickly like he did to respond when Seiya only spoke once.

Feeling Kaeliyus' eyes on him, the commander gave in, sighing softly with slightly closed eyes. "Yes, you both are well welcome," he said. "Feel free to feel at home."

Kaeliyus smiled, looking back at his young Lord, the small luggage he had brought along, containing Seiya's clothes—rested beside him.

"You heard him, make yourself at home," Kaeliyus told Seiya.

"Ok," Seiya replied simply, and strode toward the vast bed—plumping down for a sit.

Kaeliyus smiled wide at this, while the commander and his assistant stared in awe—angry blood flowing through the assistant's body at what he deemed disrespectful.

He attempted to step forward but the commander held him back. "He's just a kid, leave him be," he whispered. "He might just be fond of the bed."

And indeed, Seiya was fond by how vast the bed was. He had never seen one so big.

Paying no mind to the others in the room, he casually relaxed backward, falling with a gentle bounce on the bed, and spreading out his arms comfortably to enjoy the softness.

The assistant turned away, eyes rolling slightly at Seiya's blatant acts—unable to entertain it any further.

The commander simply stood in silence, clueless what to make of the situation. Meanwhile, Kaeliyus' face was plastered with a big smile, eyes filled with admiration toward his young Lord as he watched him.

"Put his clothes in the wardrobe," the commander ordered his assistant. Despite being reluctant, feeling that his master had too easily accepted the young boy, the assistant didn't protest and did as he was commanded.

Turning to Kaeliyus, the commander asked. "Can we talk?"

Kaeliyus gave a brief nod in response, turning back to his young Lord that rested on the bed. "We'll be back," he announced to Seiya. Before he left, he cast a stern glare toward the assistant arranging Seiya's clothes in the wardrobe, clearly warning him not to try anything foolish.

The commander and Kaeliyus strolled over to the office for privacy.

"There's something about him," the commander began, brows knitting as if trying to decipher a mystery. "Something I can't quite put a finger on."

"There he is," Kaeliyus responded, drawing the man's full attention—waiting to hear Kaeliyus continue.

"He is special," Kaeliyus blurted, smiling wide. The commander sighed, blaming himself for taking Kaeliyus seriously.

He didn't have any single spiritual energy or presence at all, the commander thought to himself, puzzled. Well, Kaeliyus did say he wasn't an awakener so it's likely why.

But what kind of illness is he sick with for him to hide his face like that? It's strange.

Despite having a lot to ask about the strange, young boy Kaeliyus had brought under his wings, the commander put it aside, deciding to ask about his other matters.

"So, what's the plan from now on?" He asked.

"There's no plan for now," Kaeliyus responded. "Just take proper care of him, process his registrations as your family, and try to build a good relationship with him."

"As for protection.." Kaeliyus dug his hand into his inner pocket, bringing out a tiny black orb. "You need only break this in time of urgency, and I'll appear right away," he said, extending the orb to the commander.

"Why this?" The commander asked, taking the orb and examining it.

"I'll be away for a while as I have things to do. However, no matter where I am, I'll always appear once you break this," Kaeliyus explained.

Giving the man no room to speak, Kaeliyus continued. "Then, I'll go see him one more time and leave. I can't afford to waste time." He said, exiting the office without waiting to hear the commander.

He went back to the chambers, meeting the assistant standing in a corner, and Seiya advancing toward the door. Seeing him, Seiya halted mid-step.

Kaeliyus approached him, leaning forward so that his words fell directly into Seiya's ears. "Well then my Lord, good luck starting your new life here," he whispered, vanishing the next second.