What's My Luck Huh?

Waa! Wah! Waah!

The faint cries of a newborn baby could be heard coming from a room not to far away. Standing in the doorway was a tall and fit man who wore an extravagant robe.

His expression was stern and full of scorn directed towards the baby.

"After the procedure is done, clean up quickly. The master already dislikes the fact that I've an illegitimate child now, he considers it a weakness..." The man said.

His gaze flew towards the pale woman lying in bed, holding the baby. Her expression changed when she heard the man's words.

"What do you mean illegitimate? We're married, this is our child!" She said. Her body was too weak right now for her to even raise her voice.

The most she could do was give the man a nasty look.

"We are not married anymore. Furthermore, I know nothing of you or that child from now on. Goodbye." The man didn't wait a second longer for the woman's reaction.

He up and left just like that.

'Who would've thought my dad would be like this...' Khoru thought to himself as he observed the entire scene from within his mother's arms.

Recently, he had passed away in his original world and was reincarnated. To say he was disappointed in his father as an understatement.

He was downright disgusted by him despite being born just a few minutes ago, and only seeing his father for less than that.

'What world have I been born in? People in my world don't talk like this.' Khoru thought. His snow-white pupils glistened with the maturity of a young adult.

"It's going to be alright. Sigh, what should I name you?" Khoru's mother looked at him softly for a moment before questioning herself.

Despite being a baby, Khoru wouldn't let this opportunity slip between his fingers. He reached out and struggled to speak.

"Kh...or...u." He said.

'I don't care how old I am, to able to name myself is something I'd never imagine being able to do. If I have to blow my cover, then so be it!'

Khoru squinted his eyes, waiting for his mother's freak-out. Contrary to his expectations, his mother didn't even lose her composure.

"Look at you, you can already speak despite just being born. You're so similar to your bro—, half-brother already." Khoru's mother's gaze fluctuated slightly.

Khoru noticed this.

'So she feels guilty despite not being the one at fault. What kind of relationship do my parents have?' Khoru questioned himself.

That question would have to wait, because for now he planned on lying low...

Khoru planned to leave to go somewhere else with his mother. He could tell the atmosphere would only worsen the longer they remained...

...

-- 12 Years Later --

'Today's the day!' Khoru marched towards his room with an expression of pure excitement and anticipation. Through the years, he had snuck into the family library to read about his new world.

Khoru discovered that not only was his new world equal to the medieval times of his original one, but it possessed on crucial thing that his old world didn't.

Supernatural Powers.

When he was seven, Khoru witnessed a war between another town's family and his. He watched as his father, amongst other warriors, went out to fight.

They brandished their mighty swords and sword-arts that invoked the violent energies of the elements!

Ever since then, Khoru had been looking towards the day when he turned twelve. That was the most important day in his life; Martial Spirit Awakening Day.

He'd be able to awaken his martial spirit and grow stronger!

Martial Spirits were divided into 9 ranks, with each rank more powerful than the last.

"What are you so excited about?" Khoru's mother, Xin Xuan asked. She had taken care of Khoru wholeheartedly for the past twelve years.

"Mother, don't you know what day it is?" Khoru responded. His snow-white hair covered his eyes, yet the excitement in them could still be seen.

Xin Xuan had an expression of confusion that later turned into shock. She had been so preoccupied with taking care of Khoru that she didn't even realize what day it was.

"Oh how time has passed, I remember when you were only an infant." She said.

"It should be nearing the afternoon, in which the ceremony starts. Quickly, go put on your best attire and follow me." Xin Xuan said.

She went to her room and got dressed as well. Though she was well over thirty years old now, the robe she wore truly disguised her real age.

It was a tight pink turtle neck dress that stuck to her legs. It also had three yellow buttons on the neck part that connected both sides of the dress.

There were also golden-fiber-weaved flowers and symbols on the dress. I don't really think you could call it a dress...

Khoru came out of his room wearing a tight-fitted grey and red shirt with golden engravings as well. He even wore a pair of pants that matched it

Khoru's small muscles could even be seen through the shirt; courtesy of 5 years of body-building.

"I'm ready! Mother, where are yo—, who are you? Where's my mom?" When Khoru exited his room, he was greeted with a gently smiling woman who looked to be in her 20s.

Her snow-white hair was wrapped up in a detailed bun, with certain utensils tucked neatly in. Khoru didn't know who that woman was, so he was caught off guard.

"I-It's me! What do you mean, I'm your mother. I just dressed up for this occasion..." Xin Xuan pleaded.

She grabbed Khoru by the hand and they exited their small 2 room dorm-like room, which was one of many in the Ghostly Blade Family's mansion.

Because Khoru's mother still held the title of Ex-wife of one of the supreme elders, she and Khoru were allowed to stay in the mansion.

Usually, people like her would stay in the neighboring manors along with the maids.

At this rate, that was where they were headed...

"Today, we are gathered here to witness the coming-of-age ceremony of our descendants. We have a great many future heirs this time around, well over 10!" The weak voice of an elderly man sounded from all directions.

"Take it easy, supreme elder. You're still injured from the war, no need to overexert yourself." A man with fiery red hair quickly approached the old man and helped him to a seat.

There were about 250 people in what looked like a grandeur courtyard. The ground was chiseled and there was a fighting stadium as well.

There was a row of seats that ascended like bleachers.

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a tall statue with mysterious energy surrounding it.

It was known as the awakening altar. Apparently it increases the chances of awakening a good Martial Spirit.

'Were finally here.' Khoru thought to himself as he walked through the door that led to the courtyard.

He was instantly taken by the amazing scenery. But the people who were already there were given an unpleasant surprise.

Why is he here?

Isn't that supreme elder Huanfeng's illegitimate child?

He isn't dead yet?

How much time has passed?

Many people were unhappy to see Khoru make his appearance.

Filthy chatters could be heard from the crowd of people, but they were quickly quieted by one of the supreme elders.

"Silence, everyone. Were not here today to scold the young ones, were here to witness their awakening of Martial Spirits." The old man weakly spoke.

The crowd quickly quieted down but still held irritated expressions on their faces.

"I'll go take my seat, just know I'm rooting for you!" Xin Xuan said as she let go of Khoru's hand and walked over to the seats.

Many people scolded her repeatedly, but she completely ignored them. She held a bright smile on her face as she sat down and stared at Khoru.

"Young one, go choose your seat over there..." The old man said to Khoru as he pointed to another set of seats opposite to the ones that the adults sat in.

"Okay..." Khoru responded. He hurried over to the seats and waited for the ceremony to start...

"Now that everyone is here, let the ceremony begin!" The old man said, surprisingly his voice contained some type of power that amplified it.

The awakening altar raged violently at this, calling for its first user.

A kid with fiery red hair quickly got up from his seat and approached the altar with haste.

"I have to be the best, I can't let down my family!" He said with clenched hands and a violent expression.

He ran his hands upon the altar, feeling the Spirit Qi slowly enter his body and unlock something.

Kacha!

As if something had really been unlocked, the dark blue fires of the awakening altar raged as the air behind the kid fluctuated.

In the next second, a dangerous-looking sword that seemed to be made of flames appeared. It's body burned the air around it and raged like a sea of flames that swallow the world..

"A Rank 2 Martial Spirit, these children are starting off rather decently!" A random person said, many agreed with him.

"Young one, what is the name of your martial spirit?" The old man asked.

"It's called the Firestorm's Crescent..." The child was infatuated with the Martial Spirit and quickly went back to his seat...

Many people had gone up by now and awakened their Martial Spirits, and now it was Khoru's turn.