Omega Ascension System[BL]

Chapter 331: _Endgame

Elian’s POV

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[Ascendant Level Mana catalyst gifted successfully!]

[Catalyst in use—mana core undergoing evolution...]

[Evolution completed! Host’s mana core has crossed over to the Ascendant level.]

Unlike when he first acquired his mana core, levelling it up wasn’t strenuous or physically taxing. He barely felt any pain, save for a shift in his physiology that made him stir uncomfortably... Between Lucian and Kyren.

Both men slept like they’d been through a trillion world wars, neither letting go of Elian throughout the night. Not noticing the huge changes happening to their mate in real time.

[Details about the Ascendant core in witches:]

[Ascendant core witches don’t have the weak bodies of their predecessors. This level is when true "Ascension" in all forms happens. Not just magical. But physical and even spiritual.]

[All your physical stats have increased by 5 points. Do you want to see your total stats?]

Sigh... Boring numbers.

Alas, if Elian wished to know where he stood in terms of power he needed to see. After all, there was the threat of a war from Arcadia and Garrick attacking the palace any day now.

’Hit me.’

The system’s previous screens disappeared, replaced by two others.

[Here are the host’s stats:]

[Category: Ascending Omega (Awakened Divinity Fragment)

Strength: 25

Durability: 24

Speed: 26

Regeneration: 23

Senses: 26 (50+ if added with Omen Eye skill)

Mana Core level: Ascendant

Bond resonance mastery: 80% mastery of the skills of each mate.

Total Evaluation: Host’s physical stats alone put him at the upper ranks of Soldier class wolves. Once magic is added, the host matches a low-level Alpha and could survive a mid Alpha. With Bond Resonance from Lucian and Kyren, the host is equivalent to a mid Alpha or Mythic level witch.]

All those numbers sound cool in hindsight. But to Elian, they were underwhelming.

He still wasn’t at least equivalent to a low-level Alpha with his physical stats alone.

What the actual fuck?!

[Ugh, relax. Without your mates and with your magic, you could even give a mid Alpha or Mythic core witch a hard time. You’ve come so far in less than two months since your rebirth.]

Elian huffed, eyes wandering to the ceiling above. ’Yet it still feels so... Fickle. Our main enemy is a transcendent-level witch with control over an entire kingdom.’

[And you forget what category you’re in now.]

’Huh?’

[An Ascending Omega! You’re an awakened divinity fragment. Which means at the end of this, there’s a chance you’ll be far beyond anything this planet has seen.]

Of course, Elian knew all that. He also knew the risks involved if he ever merged with the Divine crystal and became the thing Aurora saw in her visions.

’I don’t want to destroy the continent,’ Elian shook his head. ’I don’t want to hurt the people I love either. And to avoid that, I need as much power as I can get now.’

The system stayed silent for a beat.

Then—

[You have two of the most powerful men on the continent sleeping in bed naked with you, fruitcake. You HAVE power.]

Elian’s cheeks flushed.

He swerved his head, first staring at Lucian’s peaceful face and the small smile tugging his lips as he slept. He couldn’t help but wonder what the new Alpha King was dreaming about.

As for Kyren, his arm was wrapped around his shoulders—refusing to let him go even in slumber.

A couple of hours had passed and neither of them shifted.

’As comforting as that sounds...’ Elian’s mental voice was soft. ’I’d hoped I’d be at their level before I was ever forced to face such a threat as Evaros’ craziest couple. It feels like I’m on borrowed time and the bloody clock accelerated.’

His chest heaved, lips pursing. ’We’re getting close to the end game, system. I can feel it. And I hate it.’

[Look at you casually breaking the fourth wall.]

Elian frowned. ’Huh?’

[Nevermind your pickle brain, darling. You’re what’s left of a stubborn goddess’ consciousness. Even in death, she refused to give up. Refused to relinquish her hold on this world and her purpose.]

After a short pause, it added. [Carry that fire, fruitcake. Own it. We aren’t losing now or ever.]

Those words brought a feeling Elian lost touch with for an unknown period.

Hope.

[Therapy sessions cost five golden tickets.]

Elian fought to stifle a laugh. ’Fuck you.’

.

.

When morning came and consciousness rushed back, Elian turned on the soft sheets. He stretched his hands, trying to cling tighter to Kyren—or whoever was sleeping at his right.

However, when his fingers brushed past empty sheets, his heart lurched, eyes widening.

There was no one there.

In a panic, he spun to his left as well, ignoring the sunlight streaming into the room. "Lu—"

His words and breath caught, his shoulders relaxing when he met Lucian there. The Alpha king was already up, one hand absentmindedly twirling Elian’s hair while the other held a holographic tablet he was glued to.

Soon, Lucian noticed him, angling his head. "There’s my sweet buns," he grinned, fingers coiling tighter into the roots of Elian’s hair. He ruffled it, making the latter blush violently. "Good morning, my Luna King. Hope you slept well."

Elian coughed, gaze lingering too long on Lucian’s naked chest and the cotton bed cloth covering his lower parts. "G–Good morning, my love. I—"

"My love?" Kyren’s baritone boomed from the room’s bathroom door.

The Rogue king had a crimson bathrobe on, his long white hair wet and flowing down his chest. "You’ve never called me that. Have you?"

[Ah. I love me some couple banter in the morning.]

Elian gulped as Kyren approached the bed, trying not to get distracted by the sweet scent of lavender and lunar fragrance. "I... I think I’ve done that before. And I didn’t—"

"Look how long it’s taking you to say it now." Kyren sighed, tone and expression making it hard to know if he was being serious or not. "Little flame, you’re breaking my fragile black heart."

Lucian scoffed just then. "Kyren, please. He just woke up."

"Easy for you to say when he calls you sweet names."

"By the gods, are you intentionally trying to start something?"

"Yes. Yes, I am."

As the two men argued harmlessly, Elian watched them with a smirk.

No matter what, they still all felt like one small... Family.

[I love how interlinked we are these days.]

That made Elian’s smile falter.

He recognised that mischief in the system’s almost mechanical voice.

The same mischief was present whenever it was about to—gods, no!

’System, come on!’ Elian groaned. ’I just barely survived one mission and you want to give me another?’

[You mentioned how you feel we’re getting close to an endgame. The final Chapter. Well, I believe you’re right. And what better way to end a Chapter than with... Babies!]

What?

[New special mission unlocked: Get pregnant within a month by either of your mates.]

[Reward is an instant +10 boost to all your stats plus 1000 Ascension points. Also, the Bond resonance skill would give you 50 per cent access to your mate’s powers and abilities in any range at all.]

[Penalty—Permanent shutdown of mana core.]

This... No.

No!

’You can’t be fucking serious!’

[Too late, fruitcake! Countdown to a month starts now. Good luck! I’m wishing you twins on your journey.]

"Little flame?" Kyren’s tap on his shoulder barely did anything to bring back his awareness. "Talking to that system again? Come on, spend some time with us."

Elian didn’t respond.

He just stared at nothing in particular.

Already imagining life with a baby wailing in his ears and relying on his selfish ass.