6 Sacred Gear

As soon as he said that he felt a reddish glow envelop him for a minute. Soon his face contorted into one of pain. It looked pretty disgusting on the face of a ten-year-old.

Ryujin held himself from screaming on the spot. He had never seen any sacred gear awakening that caused so much pain, but how much did he even know about them in the first place?

After about thirty seconds, the room returned to how it was besides that Ryujin wasn't on the bed anymore but instead on the floor curled up like a ball.

"Haah haa haa, phew~" After panting a bit he got up and observed his own body but found it no different from before.

Had his sacred gear awakened or not?

He took a deep breath and raised his palm. After that, he tried imagining fire appear atop his palm.

After a few seconds... Nothing happened.

"So I can't control fire? But why did I feel a sense of heat rush throughout my body? Pity."

Since it wasn't fire, He tried imagining other elements. He even tried to check if he could control gravity or not but none of them worked.

Sighing in defeat, Ryujin once again tried to imagine his sacred gear. Nothing physical appeared on his body but he once again felt a sense of heat.

Just as he was about wonder what it was he heard the sounds of buzzing beside his ears.

He turned to the side and slapped his palms together.

'Fucking mosquitoes won't leave me alone even after death.' Thinking of this he looked at the crushed body of the mosquito and the slight drop of blood in his hands in disgust.

He got up and went to the toilet to wash his hands, but as soon as he saw himself in the mirror his eyes turned sharp and he stopped moving.

On the top of his head was an illusionary icy-black crown. It was radiating an aura of nobility.

As soon as he saw it a name popped up in his head.

"Monarch's Crown"

He swiped his hand above his head and his hand passed through the crown but it felt like something was slowing his hand down. He chuckled after realizing he wasn't hallucinating.

"So this is my Sacred Gear." He stared at it with fascination when he suddenly realized it was disappearing.

He panicked but immediately calmed down realizing it was because he couldn't maintain it anymore.

Brushing his hair with his dominant hand he shook his head before heading out and walking around his room in thought.

'Hmm, now that I've confirmed what my sacred gear is I feel more at peace. I also have to train my body. The one I have right now is a bit too skinny.'

The Sacred Gear had two main abilities. First was [Monarch's Strength], Ignoring the fancy name it was just super strength but he didn't even know how strong this 'super strength' was.

'I'll need to find something to compare it with later.'

What intrigued him more was the second ability, [Monarch's Authority]. It would cause anyone with weaker mental strength than him to obey his commands.

The moment someone was under his control, they would enter a state of trance. The moment they complete the order by him they would forget about what had happened.

'So it's just Mind Control with a fancy name?'

But there was a serious backlash. If he accidentally tried controlling someone with higher mental strength than his, then he would suffer mental injuries, or worse have his mind get controlled instead.

The possibility of that happening with his cautious nature was nil but he still reminded himself to doublecheck before trying to control someone. He would also try to find some spells or skills related to mental control.

While this ability wouldn't be much useful against stronger opponents it still had a remarkable effect and potential in the real world amongst normal humans.

Most supernatural beings had mental defenses and spells cast on beforehand or even devices/tools to resist mental attacks.

After all, A sudden mental attack during a battle could instantly cause one to lose their life.

'I should start making plans. I need to know when the plot will start.' He had to make as much use of his advantage as possible.

With this in mind, he headed out of his room.

'Hmm, Seems like I won't have to throw myself down the stairs now.' Thought Ryujin mockingly.

He descended the stairs and headed towards the area where he could hear the sounds of cooking coming from.

As soon as he entered the kitchen a lady appeared in his sight.

She had long black hair that reached her waist and a mature face and figure. She looked pretty.

'Of course, if the parents don't look good how am I supposed to get my handsome face back?' Ignoring his narcissistic thought, he headed towards the woman who adorned a beautiful smile upon seeing him.

But before she could say anything, her actions paused and her eyes grew dull. Soon she looked no different from a puppet.

This was in itself a risky move. Since they were supposed to become Akio's parents there was a chance of them being related to the supernatural.

But Ryujin was sure that this was not the case. Why? Because when he had previously examined his body he hadn't found any kind of protective measure on him or anything special about him.

What kind of parents would leave their kids defenseless if they had the means to ensure his/her safety?

After all, Ever since he had glanced inside himself as a soul, that ability seemed to have come along with him. So he could pretty much tell if there was anything unusual about his body.

Returning to the present situation,

Ryujin didn't have the mood to talk to her and he would expose himself anyway since he didn't know anything about the body he possessed.

Unless he didn't respond of course.

"Tell me everything about your son, from his name to his habits and parents along with any special incidents that might've happened over the past years."

Soon the woman mechanically moved her mouth and in a monotone voice gave Ryujin the information he wanted.

Soon he asked another question,

"Do you know any family with the surname Hyoudo or a kid called Issei Hyoudo?"