Matilda
Author: A_Raane
last update2026-07-25 11:41:01

The guest palace was quiet. The only sounds were the distant murmur of the artificial wind moving through the gardens and the soft hum of the palace's energy systems. David sat on the sofa, his massive frame settled into the cushions, his eyes fixed on the woman sitting across from him.

Outside, the Holy Land stretched in all its glory a universe within a universe, built by human hands over countless eons. But inside this room, there was only the silence between a mother and a son.

Matilda sat
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  • President

    "No. You didn't. That's what makes you remarkable." Erevan leaned back on the bench. "The Council has been debating your status for five years. Some want to give you an official position. Some want to keep you at arm's length. A few and I won't name names want to find a way to neutralize you before you become a threat.""And what do you want?"Erevan was silent for a moment. "I want to understand you. Not your power. Not your cultivation. You. What do you want, David? What are you planning for your future?"David considered the question. It was not one he had expected. "I don't know," he admitted. "All my life, I've been chasing strength. First, to prove myself to my mother. Then, to survive the battlefield. Then, to fulfill the legacy I am bound to. I've never thought about what comes after. I've never thought about settling anywhere. I don't even know what that would look like.""You've spent your whole life fighting. It's not surprising that peace feels uncomfortable.""Peace feels

  • Five year

    David sat alone in his private chamber, the lights of the Holy Land glittering through the window like scattered diamonds. Five years had passed since he had first arrived in the heart of human power, and in that time, he had done almost nothing. He had trained. He had meditated. He had walked through the gardens and studied the architecture and listened to the distant hum of a civilization that had spent a trillion years perfecting itself.And he was bored.Not the restless boredom of a child with nothing to do, but the deep, existential boredom of a warrior who had spent his entire life fighting for survival and now found himself with no enemy to face. He had been forged in the crucible of the battlefield, tempered in the blood pond, sharpened against the outer world monsters of the pagoda. Every moment of his existence had been defined by struggle. By growth. By the relentless pursuit of strength.Now he was sitting in a guest palace, waiting for a meeting that might never come, wh

  • Promise

    The inner council chamber was smaller than the grand hall where David had been received, but it was far more significant. This was where the true decisions were made not the public performances, but the quiet conversations that shaped the fate of the human race. The room was circular, its walls lined with dark wood and ancient tapestries. A single table dominated the center, surrounded by chairs that were simpler than the thrones in the main hall but somehow more imposing.There were more than a hundred chairs. The outside world believed the human race had fifty-five Universe Lords. The truth, as it often was, was more complicated.Five Universe Lords sat in the chamber now. Lord Erevan was among them, his old eyes thoughtful. The others were different from those who had attended David's reception; these were the true power houses, the ones who operated behind the scenes. A woman with silver hair and a face like carved ice sat at Erevan's right hand. A man with the bearing of a milit

  • ACCESS

    The guest palace was quiet now. The soft hum of the energy systems was the only sound in the vast halls. David stood at the window of his private chamber, looking out at the crystalline lake that reflected the artificial sky. The conversation with Matilda had left him feeling... not angry. Not sad. Just tired. The kind of tiredness that came from carrying a weight for too long and finally setting it down.Athena materialized beside him, her silver eyes following his gaze across the water. "You handled that well.""I told her the truth," David said. "That's all I could do.""The truth is rarely kind. But it was necessary." She paused. "What is your next plan?"David turned from the window. "I was hoping you could tell me. The Council will want me to stay in the Holy Land. They'll offer resources, training facilities, access to their Law Monument. But I can't stay here forever. And I can't let them discover what I carry.""You are thinking of the tiny house. The Law Monument within it.

  • Greed

    David was silent for a moment. Then he spoke, his voice quieter than before. "I have my own journey. And I don't trust you or anyone in this Holy Land. You people can sell anyone for a benefit. I know how power works. I know how politics works. I know that if my value for your guy decreases,then I'm sure you won't even take a second thought before selling my information to the highest bidder without a second thought."Matilda stared at him. "The human race isn't what you think. Our seniors worked very hard to make a powerhouse in this world. You can't demean them and their hard work.""Yes, they worked hard. But it doesn't mean you people get a free pass to do anything to the weak. As for their work, I am not neglecting their sacrifice. But if the human race goes on like this, sooner or later you will face destruction. You might have powerful Universe Lords. You might even have a few God realm powerhouses hidden away in your fourth zone, whatever that is. But the universe is cruel, an

  • Matilda

    The guest palace was quiet. The only sounds were the distant murmur of the artificial wind moving through the gardens and the soft hum of the palace's energy systems. David sat on the sofa, his massive frame settled into the cushions, his eyes fixed on the woman sitting across from him. Outside, the Holy Land stretched in all its glory a universe within a universe, built by human hands over countless eons. But inside this room, there was only the silence between a mother and a son.Matilda sat stiffly on the opposite sofa, her hands folded in her lap, her back straight. She looked exactly as David remembered her beautiful, regal, untouchable. The same woman who had walked away from him in the garden when he was four years old. The same woman who had given him a token that was supposed to protect him. The same woman who had stood by while her clan drained his blood and crushed his hands.But there were lines around her eyes now. A tightness in her jaw. A fragility beneath the surface

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