All Chapters of OmniX System: Return of the Scorned Son-in-law: Chapter 1
- Chapter 7
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#1
The rusty door of the Honda groaned as Evan stepped out into the bright lights of the Skyview Pavilion.He adjusted his cheap, worn-out suit, feeling the heavy gaze of the elite guests already pressing against his skin. He didn't want to be here, but his mother’s time was running out, and the Wensleys held the only key to her survival.A valet approached, his nose curling as if he had just encountered a pile of rotting garbage. He didn't look at the car, but at the empty space where Evan’s spiritual energy should have been. In a city of mages and cultivators, Evan was a "Void," a man with no mana and even less worth."The delivery entrance is in the back, trash," the valet sneered, refusing to take the keys. "We don't allow hollow-bloods to park near the Spirit-Bentleys. You're polluting the air just by standing here."Evan swallowed his pride, his fingers tightening around his mother’s medical alert watch. "I'm a guest of the Wensleys. My name is Evan. Check the list," he said, his v
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#2
The icy rain felt like thousand tiny needles stabbing into Evan’s skin as he crawled toward the towering iron gates of the Wensley Estate. Every muscle in his body screamed in protest, his ribs aching from the heavy gravity spell that had crushed him moments ago. He didn't have much time; the red light on his wrist pulsed like a dying heart, a constant reminder that his mother was fading.If he could just slip inside the manor, he might be able to find a low-grade Life-Core in the servant’s infirmary or Vanessa’s vanity. Anything to buy his mother a few more hours. He reached for the gate’s handle, but before his fingers could touch the cold metal, a heavy shadow loomed over him."Still trying to sneak into places you don't belong, little rat?" Julian’s voice boomed from the other side of the bars. He wasn't alone; a few of his rich, arrogant friends stood behind him, their eyes gleaming with malicious excitement.Julian didn't wait for an answer. He lifted a bucket he had been holdin
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#3
The heavy iron gates of the Wensley estate slammed shut with a finality that echoed through the empty street.Evan tumbled into the gutter, his face hitting the muddy pavement as the guards’ laughter faded behind the walls. The rain was coming down in sheets now, washing the blood from his forehead into the dark sewers.He gasped for air, his hand clamped tightly into a fist, hiding a small handful of low-grade mana scraps he had managed to grab. They were jagged and weak, but they were all he had left to offer the hospital. He had to move, but his legs felt like lead, and his vision was starting to tunnel."Going somewhere, little debtor?" A voice like grinding stones echoed through the rain.Evan’s heart skipped a beat as a massive figure stepped into the light of a flickering streetlamp. It was Augustine, the landlord who ruled the slums with an iron fist and a heart of stone. He was a man who had crippled ten people just last month for being a day late on their rent."Mr. Augustin
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#4
Evan stood over the withered, grey husks of Augustine and his men, his breath coming in shallow, jagged gasps. He had declared war on the hill, but the red light on his wrist was a ticking clock he couldn't ignore.On his wrist, the medical watch’s flatline was a blinding, solid red light. It felt like a physical weight, a chain that had finally snapped. He stared at his trembling hands, now reinforced with a dark, invisible strength that made the very air around his knuckles ripple.He was ready to burn the city down to get to the hospital. He didn't care about the laws or the mages anymore. If his mother was really gone, he would make everyone who ever laughed at him follow her into the dark!A soft, electric purr broke through his thoughts. He didn't look up, but he felt the Mana in the air suddenly shift, turning from the dirty, heavy pressure of the slums into something pure and cold, like mountain air. A sleek, silver Phantom glided into the blood-stained alley, its headlights c
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#5
The smell of ozone and wet ash hung thick in the alley as the heavy thrum of a high-speed transport approached.Evan remained on his knees, his head bowed, soaking in the cold filth of the mud just as Seraphina had suggested. Every muscle in his body was coiled like a spring, itching to unleash the dark energy vibrating in his core."Stay still," Seraphina whispered, her voice barely a breath against the sound of the rain. "The moment they see you, give them nothing but despair. Let them believe you are already a ghost."A burst of red light illuminated the brick walls as three men in dark, tactical gear stepped from the transport. At the center was a man with a jagged scar running across his nose, his hands wreathed in flickering, orange flames. This was Commander Vane, the Wensleys' favorite cleaner for "unfortunate" messes.Vane stopped a few feet away, his eyes sweeping over the withered husks of Augustine and his thugs. He let out a low whistle, the heat from his palms causing th
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#6
Commander Vane didn’t walk into the Wensley drawing room; he was carried. His tactical armor was scorched and warped, and his face was a mask of dried blood and terror.He collapsed onto the plush white rug, coughing up a mouthful of crimson that stained the expensive fabric.Vanessa stood by the window, her frost-aura flaring in agitation as she looked down at the broken man. Meredith Wensley sat in her high-backed chair, her eyes narrowing as she gripped the arms of her seat. The air in the room was thick with the scent of ozone and the heavy weight of failure."Report!" Meredith commanded, her voice like the snap of a whip. "Why are you in this state, Vane? And why is the boy’s corpse not in the incinerator?"Vane shuddered, his voice coming out in a thin, ragged whistle. "Seraphina... Seraphina Valerius. She was there. She claimed him as her servant.""Seraphina?" Meredith gasped, her face turning a ghostly white as she stood up abruptly. "That’s impossible. She died in the Great
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#7
The gates of the Wensley Estate didn't groan this time; they slid open with a silent, oily smoothness that felt even more like a trap.Evan sat in the back of the silver Phantom, his fingers tracing the edge of his obsidian-black silk sleeves. Beneath the fabric, the [Void-Armor] hummed with a cold, protective frequency that made his skin tingle."Remember," Seraphina whispered, her hand briefly brushing his to steady the dark energy rolling off him. "You’re a shadow tonight, Evan. Let them spit their insults. Let them laugh. Just don't let out your fire until we're behind their throat."Evan looked at her, his violet eyes burning with a cold, jagged light. "They’ve spent years tearing pieces out of me, Seraphina. Tonight, I’m not just a shadow. I’m the one who’s coming to take it all back—everything."The car stopped, and the valet—the same one who had mocked Evan’s rusted Honda—rushed to open the door. When Evan stepped out, the man’s jaw hit his chest. The "trash" was gone, replace
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