My Mage System (BL)-Chapter 276: *First meeting*

Miguel frowned; these two had just ruined his moment with Elias, so he certainly had no intention of holding back either. It was always the same problem with the new Warrior Spirits and those who had never seen him fight; they all tended to underestimate him because he was the only one among them who wasn’t a Warrior Spirit.

But what they didn’t know—and what they all learned at their expense—was that he was the one who had trained Elias and had been his master before becoming his lover and then his husband.

It was so long ago, yet he would never forget their first meeting. It was a dark time when the balance of the universe was completely broken and when the Gods were living among the humans and others creatures that populated the worlds.

There was always only one God at a time who claimed to be the owner of their world, but that didn’t stop other Gods from coming in and terrorizing the inhabitants.

Humans were treated like animals; they were their slaves and were treated like vermin. They starved them while they feasted every day, enjoying watching them fight against each other for food.

Women and children were sold to soldiers and politicians who helped the God to rule and fight against the resistance, and men captured or those just old enough to fight were sent to arenas where they had to fight until death to entertain this God and his guests.

Of course, as in any civilization where people were treated this way, they had learned to survive—first by hiding so they could organize the resistance and train, then by fighting to free more and more people and trying to increase their numbers in order to strike ever harder.

He was born within the resistance, and only a few humans with extraordinary powers—like his mother and father—were able to fight against the tyranny of the Gods.

His father was a fighter who had an unlimited reserve of chakra and complete control over it, and his mother was what was called at the time a Priest.

She was a mage who was able to use the five elements, and she had been trained in special pressure point techniques as well as in the use of tiny needles that allowed her to attack her opponents’ nervous systems or to target the meridians directly, which was the ultimate weapon to weaken a God and give other mages and fighters time to kill him.

The only problem was that as soon as they managed to get rid of a God after suffering many losses, another one almost immediately took his place, and the same hell started all over again.

As for him, born of two extraordinary humans, he had inherited—much to everyone’s surprise—the unlimited reserve of chakra from his father and a reserve of Soul Force that allowed him to control the five elements like his mother.

This was the first time this had ever happened, and unlike today’s mages in most worlds he knew, he had started using his Soul Force at the age of eight and his chakra at the age of ten.

His parents, who were bound by the mark of the Union, had both died when he was sixteen, allowing them to pass on all their knowledge to him before they died, and by eighteen, he had become the leader of the resistance after helping them win many battles against the God’s army that ruled their world.

While returning from a battle where they had managed to save many humans who were ready to be sold as slaves, he felt for the first time an aura of phenomenal power, and he decided to go and see for himself what it was all about.

He really didn’t know what to expect back then, but as the leader of the resistance, it was his duty to investigate whether it was a new threat or if—on the contrary—it could be a ray of hope for them.

It was then, when he had used a teleportation portal to approach the source of this power that had suddenly appeared, that he had seen Elias for the first time.

He had seen a fourteen-year-old boy, tall with short brown hair and sun-tanned skin covered in blood, who wore only shorts and was very thin. He was surrounded by a golden aura mixed with red, and his eyes were completely golden too; they were as bright and luminous as the sun.

He also had a pattern of the same color on his face that he had never seen before, but what had shocked him the most was that he was standing alone in front of a whole battalion of the God’s army, and apparently, he had already executed more than half of them... alone.

He had seen Elias’ head turn towards him, and he remembered this moment very well because he had had goosebumps.

This boy, whom he knew nothing about yet—even though he had surrounded himself with the most powerful force field he was capable of to go unnoticed—had immediately found him, and then he had heard for the first time his voice in his head saying, "Are you here just to watch, or are you going to join me in exterminating them?"

He still remembered that he had smirked when he heard him say that, and then after he had joined him, before removing his force field, he had introduced himself to him by saying, "I am Miguel, leader of the resistance. After this fight, join me; you won’t regret it."

He had initially thought that Elias would ignore his request when he turned his attention back to the soldiers, but then Elias had said to him in a determined tone that he would never forget, "I am Elias. I will join you if you can make me stronger."

He hadn’t had time to answer before Elias had already left to slaughter the rest of the soldiers, and when they had finally killed the last one, Elias had collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted.

He learned later that those soldiers had just massacred Elias’ village—his friends, his family—everyone, when he had gone hunting with a few men to feed them, and he had guessed right away that this massacre had been the trigger for his unrivaled power.

After his first transformation—still only the Stage 2 of a Warrior Spirit— and as Elias was the very first one Warrior spirit to ever manifest, at that time, they truly had no understanding of what was happening to him. To stabilize Elias, Miguel had to share his own chakra, as Elias’s reserve was nearly depleted and without his help, back then he wouldn’t have survived.