serpentstrike family

"Alright, let me shed some light on the current state of affairs," the goddess began. "In today's world, the power division is still heavily influenced by blood ties, particularly through what we call 'blood power.' This means that ancient beasts' powers are passed down through bloodlines, allowing individuals to summon and bond with these creatures."

"Take, for instance, the First Duke family," she continued. "Their blood power revolves around dragons. Each member of the family possesses the ability to summon a dragon, with the strength of the dragon directly proportional to the strength of their bloodline. However, only someone directly descended from the bloodline of the first duke can summon the dragon."

"This power extends beyond mere summoning," the goddess elaborated. "Individuals can also utilize the abilities of the beasts they summon. For instance, the current duke commands the Black Shadow Dragon, enabling him to harness its shadowy powers."

"Do you grasp the concept of blood power now?" the goddess inquired.

"Yes," the boy replied.

"Now, regarding your family," the goddess continued, "you are part of the Serpentstrike lineage, the esteemed Dragon family descended from the First Duke. Furthermore, your great-grandfather was the First Duke himself, and in today's world, your father holds that esteemed title."

The boy's astonishment was palpable. "So, my father is the First Duke?"

"That's correct," confirmed the goddess. "Now, onto your mothers. Your first mother is the dragon summoned by your father."

"Wait, so my father's first wife is the dragon he summoned? That means my older sister and her daughter are half-dragon?" the boy sought confirmation.

"Indeed, you've caught on quickly," praised the goddess.

The boy's curiosity persisted. "But what about my birth mother? And why do my dragon mother and birth mother act like sisters?"

"Your birth mother was a mage tower master," the goddess explained, her tone tinged with sadness, "and she was also the last human spirit user in this world."

"The last human spirit user?" the boy repeated, bewildered. "What does that entail?"

"It means she was the final individual capable of harnessing spirits king blood power ," clarified the goddess. "Unfortunately, she was the last of her kind with the spirit king blood power ."

Long ago, the Fourth Viscount family, known for their mastery of harnessing spirits, held a formidable position in the hierarchy. Their power, derived from spirits, surpassed even that of the Third Viscount. Spirit users within the Fourth Viscount family could tap into various spirits, with their strength directly correlating to the potency of the spirits they commanded. However, this power drew envy and resentment from rival families.

One fateful night, darkness descended upon the Fourth Viscount's domain as hordes of demonic beasts launched a merciless onslaught, slaughtering everyone in their path. Amidst the chaos, your mother, the sole survivor, managed to escape the massacre, thanks to the sacrifices of her parents, who shielded her from the onslaught.

Left with nothing but grief and a newfound sense of determination, your mother embarked on a journey of survival and self-discovery. It was during this tumultuous time that she found refuge and solace among dragons and elves, who took her under their wing and nurtured her.

Raised amidst the mystical realms of dragons and elves, your mother not only honed her innate abilities but also forged deep bonds with her newfound companions. Through their guidance and wisdom, she learned to harness her latent powers and embrace her unique heritage, ultimately shaping her into the resilient and formidable individual she is today. The goddess told his mother sad past