HDXD: Omni Harem System-Chapter 275: A Tragic Tale of The Past

The air in the chamber felt heavy, not from heat, but from the question Adam asked Mordux.

It was the crushing emotions of words left unsaid, of lives burned out long before their time.

Mordux sat still, his form half-devoured by the darkness of the room.

He rested his elbows on it, gloved hands clasped before him.

When he spoke again, Adam could clearly hear the pain in his voice.

"So you want to know about your parents!?"

He repeat Adam question, who merley nodded.

Mordux sighed, then began to explain.

"Well for starters your father… I don't know much about him."

The words came out low, brittle.

"Given I've only ever spoken to him four times in my life. Four, and that's counting the day he came to me for a favor."

Adam said nothing.

And just listen.

Mordux's gaze shifted, lost somewhere behind the mask.

"Your mother, though... her I knew well. She was my little sister after all... ahhh my precious Ange La'Terra, everyday I mourn her trap souls."

The name hung in the stale air like the scent of rain after a drought.

"We grew up together me and her."

Mordux continued, his voice softening.

"long before she ever swore loyalty to the Somnium bloodline. Before any of us realized what kind of gods we were serving."

"She was a La'Terra. Just like me. Just like you."

He gestured faintly toward Adam.

"Children of Gaia, the first mother, the living world itself. We were made to be her voice, her will, her gentle hands in the realm of men."

A deep silence followed. Even Priscilla, usually impatient, said nothing.

"As Gaia's children."

Mordux went on.

"Our purpose was simple, to serve the Overlord of Humanity. As long as humans remained apart from the chaos of spirits and monsters, there had to be one who ruled reason itself, the seat of order. That was the Overlord."

He raised a single hand, the lantern's glow running along his black gloves.

"When the first Overlord rose and slew Typhon... Father of Monsters, the first chaos, he was blessed by the Divine Spirit of Benevolence. That blessing birthed a law, a Setting Power as very few them as, in our feild it is strongest weapon anyone can have aside from divine intervention itself, a decree that split existence itself."

Adam frowned slightly.

"Setting of Separation…

He knew of it, after all, as the next Typhon, Echidna made sure Adam was well educated in his abilities

Mordux nodded.

"Yes I am surprised you even knew about it. That power is a divine command written into the bones of reality. The Setting of Separation divided the two halves of creation — the Logical Void, and the Supernatural Void. Logic from madness. Order from chaos. Humanity from the things that would devour it."

He paused, as though measuring the news of what came next.

"That Logical Void became our heaven. The world humans call their own. And from that day onward, the Overlord's bloodline was sworn to guard it."

"Gaia herself was bound by that divine law to nurture humanity under their command."

"To maintain that balance."

Mordux said.

"The Divine Spirits blessed our reality with opposites in a way that differ from other world, as this world before their arrival had ever known evil mostly because it was personal playground of the Divine Spirit of Manevolence. As such when that thing got bored of us, it gave entry to Benevolence to heat things up, and two of them together they gave us Light and Shadow. Benevolence and Malevolence. Good and Evil. Creation and Corruption. Every law of reality required its reflection."

He tilted his head slightly.

"But opposites do not coexist peacefully. Even gods suffer envy."

Adam's eyes narrowed.

"You mean… there was a war between them?"

"There always was... but war for them is like a serious game of chess, to those two we are just its pieces on its eternal board, two siblings having fun with their different ideological beliefs."

Mordux said softly.

"Long before man ever dreamed. The Divine War of Spirit Twins shattered the unity of creation. Typhon was destroyed, yes — but his spirit never truly died. Malevolence was devoured and cast aside, not erased. It lingered, roaming into the hearts of the living, to this day those of the Monster World await for the rebirth of their Father, and when that happens the Second War of Good and Evil will commence... This time however according to your father, The Great Spirit of The Void will aid that child, whoever it is, as perverse Benevolence is the strongest force in the feild at the moment."

He stared into the flame, its reflection quivering on his mask.

"But that Setting power is power of Evil, and not Good. That why although it was used for good it essence is what cursed the Somnium family more than any other human, they have a condition, their morality is always good but that good is twisted so bad to them they think they are doing good but in reality it is just evil in a different form."

Adam leaned forward slightly, brows tightening.

Mordux then explain further about the Somnium family history a bit more.

"The itself at first didn't show itslef, but overtime it grew, it only truly began with the Third Overlord. The moment he touched the boundary between the Voids. He thought he could bridge them — unify logic and chaos, man and spirit. Instead, he became the bridge. His soul split in two, birthing the first Abyssborn."

Priscilla's eyes flickered at that word. Even Adam's hand twitched.

"Abyssborn!?"

"Yes."

Mordux said, his voice hollow.

"Fake spirits that carry the logic of man and the chaos of the gods. Neither divine nor mortal. They cannot exist in either world without consequence. Their very presence corrodes the laws around them."

He let out a quiet sigh.

"Your father's blood — and yours — comes from that corruption."

The words hit heavier than expected. Adam's gaze dropped briefly to the floor, the shadows swallowing the edges of his face.

He had always felt something… wrong, deep within himself. A trembling power that never obeyed. And now, he knew why.

"Your mother served your father faithfully."

Mordux went on.

"Ange La'Terra and Able Somnium... a union of earth and logic, nature and law. Their love was meant to heal the fracture between human and divine."

His voice trembled slightly.

"But Reinhart, Able's older brother could not accept that. He believed purity demanded separation. That Gaia should never touch the blood of man again."

Mordux's fists tightened.

"When Able lost the Setting of Separation, Reinhart seized it. With that power, he enslaved Gaia herself in a way that should have never have, and turned her nurturing will into a chain that binds her children. That's how the La'Terra fell. That's how I fell."

He looked up again, voice almost shaking now.

"Your father had four daughters. Beautiful children. I met them once. Bright, curious, kind. Then Reinhart took the throne… and they were gone. Erased, or worse."

The silence that followed felt like mourning.

"When Able came to me."

Mordux continued.

"He was no longer the Overlord. He was a father on his knees. Desperate. He carried you half-dead, two of your beautiful horn torn out, your blood black with corruption. He begged me for help. And I gave him one of my horns."

Adam's breath caught faintly.

"You… gave him part of yourself, why though!?"

"Yes."

Mordux said.

"A horn is the lifeline of a Horn Born — our soul and blood condensed within it. Giving it away is giving away life itself."

He touched the side of his mask where a faint crack ran along the bone.

"I had three. Now, as you see… only two."

He exhaled, slow and weary.

"I don't know how he did it, but he used my horn to replace yours. To cleanse your blood. That's why your Astrum feels strange, neither pure Somnium nor pure La'Terra, but something in between... I can sense it boy, something dark inside of you, something that fills me with great apprehension."

"Something that shouldn't exist in this world."

"Your mother and sisters still live."

Mordux whispered.

"Though not as themselves. Under Reinhart's dominion, Gaia's will chains them. Their hearts are puppets. Their souls… sleeping inside their slowly decaying minds."

His hands trembled slightly before tightening again.

"Every day, I wonder if I could have done more. If I could've stopped Reinhart before he crowned himself. Maybe then… we would all still be human."

His voice faded to a whisper.

"But I wasn't strong enough. None of us were."

Adam finally spoke, his tone steady, but beneath it was quiet fury.

"…Maybe one day, we will make that world real."

Mordux looked up.

"Maybe. If fate allows, but who knows."

Mordux said.

"But that Gloomy story aside let's us get drink boy, I want to know who my Nephew as a person is."

"Ahhh, sorry I can't I am here on romantic date with Priscilla."

"Haaaa... Oh bummer."