I created my own system-Chapter 338: His Pov pt2

But I didn’t truly die.

I cheated.

My ego, my sense of self was bound to the fragment I first used. The grimoire that I was able to teleport away during the breakout. Fortunately, it safely returned to where I first found it. With the fragment of my soul that contains memories stays there.

The cleansing spells will fail to erase me completely. I encoded myself into the grimoire after all.

So the moment I perished, a sliver of my soul was sealed.

And when a new life is born, my soul will call for its missing piece, finally completing it. In this way, my memories were completely intact and so my research shall continue again.

However, there is something that didn’t go as I expected. The duration it takes for my reincarnation to happen and the fact that I couldn’t choose which body I would end up with.

My first reincarnation was messy. Painful. I was born dirt poor, my body wasn’t built as mage, but my memories were intact, I can definitely manage with this. Slowly I started going from scratch, relearning spells that will go along with my new body. It took years to gain what I lost but it was all worth it. I now have my fame, money, and influence.

I picked up where I left off. Researching. Building.

I even reconnected with the foreign energy that my teacher once warned me about. Something not of this world but wildly used and studied back at home. Everything was going well for me not until I hit a wall.

But information was scarce, since I wasn’t affiliated with any organization, I couldn’t access high-level and secret libraries. Mahika had been sealed by teacher. My access was gone, and I could never go back there.

This can’t go on, I need an alternative

No organization is willing to take me, which is confusing considering my fame; it’s as if someone is blocking me from accessing more information.

But I needed more. I should continue, I can’t fail

So, I formed a plan.

This time, I would be reborn within the imperial family.

And if fate denied me... I would take it.

But reincarnation is not so easily tamed. It can’t be controlled or bent to someone’s will.

So instead, in that life, I used my influence to get close to the imperial family. There has to be an opening I could take.

Finally, after years of waiting, a chance came. The empress’s child died stillborn. Upon hearing that I immediately planted a part of me in that newly dead body. And so the child survives, but my transfer is not complete yet. The moment I truly die, that is when I will completely transfer my soul into the vessel.

The imperial prince lives

They called it a miracle.

However

It was just magic.

With my new body and elevated life, my growth grows exponentially. Everything comes easy, with status came freedom information flowed like wine. I was satisfied.

I don’t need to worry about money

I don’t need to worry about getting equipment for my experiments since it will be provided to me. And at last, with all the resources I pulled in, my first successful experiment finally came. Never anticipated it would come like this. The subject of my experiments at that time was a colony of a magical beast called blue bullet ants. For years I have been nurturing them, feeding them with potion until they became strong enough to trigger a metamorphosis and gain a new rank.

Everything was going well

I continue to feed them and as soon as they reach the stage when they need to ascend their rank. That was my chance, I purposely made the strongest bullet ant fail his ascension, and at the verge of his demonic corruption, I sent my first masterpiece. Crawling at the rampaging demonic beast is a person who houses the energy that I acquired from one of the mysterious objects that my teacher used to collect. It was a huge loss considering the amount of time I spent looking for them, but I didn’t regret it, since the gain that I will get in return was better.

The roar of the beast was very alarming, but later it was drowned out by the screams of agony of a human.

Yes, my dear ant, go devour the thing that will give you the evolution that you need

It should work

Yes completely eat him!

Take the power within his flesh and achieve the height I imagine you will get.

The duke ranked Blue bullet ant until I saw the change I was waiting for.

The corrupting energy was slowly being controlled, and within a second, all the miasma that was exploding a while ago calmed down and became focused on the demonic beast’s body.

It was a magnificent sight, the transformation was successful and now I have my very first true demon.

A being driven by will instead of madness

I will leave this creature for a while, I need time to gather up new tools to observe him

Everything is going smoothly for me...

Until I met him.

That Apollo.

He looked like my teacher.

He felt like him as well.

But then, before nostalgia took over, I realized something.

He killed me.

I couldn’t react. All I knew was that my heart stopped and my spell was triggered.

But I wasn’t done.

I made sure to make a plan

This time, I implanted a part of my soul inside the empress herself. I nested my ego in her womb. When she conceived again, I ensured it was me who emerged. My new body will be born, thank you, sister-in-law, you are very kind to provide me with a perfect body.

As I live again, my research continues, and this time I have made progress; my happiness grows even better. What’s even more surprising is that the little demon I created made something that even I didn’t expect. He made himself a god, named Nirvana, and established a church; he even made connections to other high-level magical beasts and created followers all across the empire. He built an entire religion, and I was really impressed.

However, things took a turn when the empire grew suspicious. It escalated to the level that even the four ducal houses got involved, and a full-blown war exploded into the era I am currently living in. All the opponents are strong the little church that my little demon made will crumple soon, I must prevent that. So I made a move I can’t let them destroy the creation I worked so hard for. I decided that I needed to crippled the power of the imperial house, so I stole the sacred sword Excalibur, staged my death, and vanished along with the weapon.

Then I was reborn again.

A bird. The gods were laughing. But even in feathers, I learned. I remembered. Despite the disadvantage that I have there is also an advantage that I didn’t expect to have. My movements were easier, and not suspicious, unlike before. I could easily approach anyone without alerting them. With my harmless appearance, I went towards the target I needed the most. The empress of the empire. Fortunately, I still knew the hidden path I had made, so all I needed was to go there and find the person who would conceive my new body. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Good thing I was able to get close to her and plant a part of my soul.

Eventually, I became Claudius Von Celestio. The current emperor’s uncle. In that life, I tried to spread the Monastery’s influence. An organization that replaced the Revolutionary church after they lost in the War of Faith, Nirvana was able to create it and make it strong. I let their roots run deep.

But again—he returned as if a cycle. Another Apollo came. Another death.

But I had already set my next anchor.

The empress was already pregnant and so my body was as good as set

This time, I was born and named Nero Von Celestio.

A heir to the throne, I am the eldest after all.

I should be able to gain an even greater power than the other lives I have experienced.

The thought of being the emperor filled me with ecstasy

But then again like fate decided to play with me he appeared again

An Apollo

And he put Augustus on the throne.

My throne.

The seat, the position that was supposed to be mine, was taken from me

And now, from the supposed crown prince, I became brother to the emperor.

But it’s okay

This time... I will not lose.

This time, I will gather all the more power

This time... I will evolve.

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They say patience is a virtue.

But for someone like me—patience is survival.

I will bid my time until that Apollo dies, I must lie low and not catch his eyes.

After my rebirth as Nero Von Celestio, the empire grew too wary. Too watchful, especially with all the ruckus that the Monastery has been making. I needed time, space... and silence.