Grand Lust Sovereign-Chapter 122: The Light of Primordial One

Jackie was breathing heavily as her fever shot up.

Neither Amelia nor Julien had any idea on what they were supposed to do.

Nobody was home either to help.

When in peril and having no clue what to do, Julien contacted El.

For reasons unknown, she always answered when he called her daddy in his mind.

The same happened and Julien had a quick chat with her regarding Jackie’s condition.

From her, he came to know an important thing.

Jackie wasn’t actually sick.

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She was undergoing a trial from her constellation and was being punished.

Her constellation was holy, divine, and someone from the absolute good side.

Jackie on the other hand leaned more towards the demonic side.

The first few times, the Light of Primordial One had ignored her cold-blooded ways, but after the Floor 27’s incident, divine retribution finally descended.

El clearly stated that there was nothing Julien could do to help Jackie. This was a battle she had to fight herself.

Having no choice, Julien sat beside her and kept watch.

Amelia did the same.

The two waited for Jackie to be back to good health.

…..

It was a rainy day. Thunder sprawled the dark skies.

In the Kingdom of Reningrad, within the four walls of a towering castle, the First Lady of the Vicross House had given birth.

Birth complications had made her sickly pale.

The maids placed the newborn in her embrace.

There was not a single smile on anyone’s face, the First Lady’s included.

Struggling to breathe, the First Lady stared at her newborn.

She closed her eyes as the reality sinked in.

Nobody said a single word.

The baby didn’t cry either.

It was devastatingly silent.

"My baby…" the First Lady opened her eyes and said tenderly to her newborn, her eyes moist.

"Mommy won’t be able to watch you grow… but I hope, one day, you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me."

The First Lady lovingly kissed her baby. She tried her best to not burst into tears and said to the maid nearby, "Are the preparations done?"

"Yes, M’lady."

"Take her away then." The First Lady said and gestured to take the baby in her hands away.

The maid came closer and tried to take her, but the First Lady’s hands refused to let her child go.

"M’lady…" the maid felt her heart ache, watching a mother get separated from her child.

"I’m sorry…" the First Lady hugged her child, reluctant to part ways.

"Just a minute more…" She said as tears streamed down her eyes, falling onto the baby’s face.

"M’lady, the lord may intrude any minute." The maid reminded.

If it weren’t for the fact that the baby wasn’t crying, the lord of the house would’ve barged into the room at any moment.

"I’m sorry… mommy is really sorry…" the First Lady said while crying and kissing her child. "It is not your fault, it is mine for bringing you into such a family…"

As the lady said these lines, a knock was heard on the door.

"It has been quiet for a while. Is everything fine?" A man’s voice was heard.

It was the lord of the house.

"Please wait a minute, Sire. The First Lady is not in a condition to see anyone."

"Make her condition good then. Hurry up. I want to see my baby boy."

The First Lady knew she couldn’t spend any more time with her child.

She reluctantly gave her newborn to the maid and said, "Make sure no one finds you. Go as far as you can from this kingdom and never come back."

"Understood, M’lady." The maid gently took the baby and bowed.

"Go now." The First Lady made her go away.

As the maid left, through the window, a shadow-like figure entered the room.

The sound of a baby’s cry was then heard.

The figure walked towards the First Lady. It was an assassin maid, holding a newborn into her embrace.

"M’lady, the newborn boy you asked for." The maid said.

The First Lady held the child and gave her a slight nod.

The assassin maid left, and as the baby’s cry resounded in the room, a man’s delighted sound was heard from behind the doors.

"Is my boy born? I can’t wait to see him!" Saying so, the doors of the chamber opened and a tall man with a slim physique walked in.

He looked at the First Lady and found her staring at the newborn.

"What’s taking so long? Let me see my child!" The man said with enthusiasm.

The lady did not respond. She kept staring at the child, her complexion deathly pale.

"Hm?" The man felt something amiss.

"M’lady?" The maids felt it too and called out.

The First Lady did not respond. She kept staring at the child.

"M’lady?" The healer on standby came to check on her. As she touched her forehead, the First Lady’s head drooped.

"Lady Lexine!" The healer panicked and immediately checked her pulse and breathing.

"Lexine?" The man frowned too.

The First Lady’s eyes were dull. There was no response from her.

The baby in her arms started crying loudly.

Lexine did not respond.

She could not respond.

Her breathing had stopped.

Her life had come to an end.

She was no more.

The man took the crying baby away. He turned around, not looking at his wife, and said while walking away, "Prepare for her funeral."

Silence once again descended into the room.

This time, it was louder than ever.

…..

"Mother!" Jackie shouted as she woke up from a long nightmare.

What should’ve been the dimly lit room of the Lichtenstein Castle was instead a lush green forest by a river.

The sun hung high in the sky, providing warmth and comfort, while a cool breeze flew from the river towards Jackie.

"Where am I?" She wondered.

"You have finally woken up." A gentle and comforting voice called out from behind.

As Jackie turned around, she saw a tall, divine being with silky long greenish-silver hair standing with their hands clasped behind their back.

A pair of fox-like ears stood erect on this entity’s head and a long fluffy tail swayed from behind their back.

This person wore a weird set of greenish-silver clothes.

The piece of cloth covered their chest, but it was then wrapped around their waist and flowed down freely. The cloth had gaps and looked like petals of a flower, revealing the tall and slender legs of this entity.

A piece of silver cloth was wrapped around the person’s forearms and back of the palms, while another piece was wrapped around the ankle and heel.

The shoulders, legs, arms… it was all exposed. The skin was smoother and softer than Jackie’s, making her somewhat envious.

The entity’s abdomen however was rather toned and had well-defined outlines of muscles.

Jackie understood at one glance who it was, but she couldn’t quite make out the gender of this entity.

"Lord?" Jackie asked, confused.

A warm smile surfaced the entity’s face as Jackie called out, but it disappeared just as quickly.

"Will you not pay your respects to your god, dear incarnation?"

"Ah, my apologies." Jackie said and immediately knelt.

She paid her respects properly this time and greeted her constellation.

This entity was none other than the Light of Primordial One, an extremely benevolent and loving god.

Jackie did not know what she had done to have god itself descend to see her, but she was quite happy and joyous to see them.

Though, as she paid her respect and looked at her god, a question lingered in her mind.

Was her constellation a god or a goddess? She couldn’t quite tell.

The appearance was extremely androgynous and a balance of masculinity and femininity.

"Arise," said god.

Jackie stood up and looked at him.

For now, she considered her god a male.

The Light of Primordial One peered into Jackie’s bright orange eyes.

"Born into a patriarchal assassin family, you were separated from your mother the day you were born. You lost her that day itself, and kept having nightmares of that incident your whole life." God recounted.

For reasons unknown, Jackie never forgot the day of her birth. The scene vividly played into her mind, and there was neither more, nor less of it.

As she grew up, she realized who she was, and from what family she hailed.

The Kingdom of Reiningrad had a secret noble family. It was a branch of the royal family and was purely patriarchal and filled with assassins.

There was not a single female child in this family for hundreds of years and all males, from the tender age of three, were trained in the ways of assassins.

The life of women in the family did not matter much, and it was clearly known from the way Jackie’s mother was treated despite being the First Lady.

Jackie was the first girl child to have been born here. This was not good news and her mother worked hard to keep her away from danger.

As years passed and Jackie became a teenager who could look after herself, she learnt the truth about her background.

It shaped her into a cold person that she now was, and was also the reason why Jackie had so much blood on her hands.

Jackie wanted to be the greatest assassin out there and destroy the Vicross House that wronged her mother.

From her nightmare, her constellation had deduced everything.

He was the only person who knew about her in such great detail, and Jackie did not know how to process this information.

Jackie sighed knowing this. She looked at her constellation and asked without hesitation, "Are you disappointed after knowing me, lord?"