Ch-276

A few hours ago…

Charles Benjamin felt something was wrong when his father called Esther to study. So… he followed them only to hear their conversation. He felt some pictures pass through his mind. Suddenly every inch of his body felt nothing but pure pain. Every cell in his body started getting burst, soon he fell on the ground like a lifeless body and died as his nine holes started bleeding out.

On the other side…

Reggie got out of his room and heard her mother and father talking about something. But only the last words registered in his brain.

The King of Basilisk, Bhairava Kanishka Basilisk.

The little guy felt everything was very familiar to him. Suddenly… he saw a picture of Cyrus in black robes. It's not a picture but Cyrus turned into the person with black robes. While Esther turned into a woman wearing a red saree.

He felt a few pieces of memories flashing in his head. Holding his head… he walked back into his room. He saw the pieces of memories. His soul and Raudra Muki's souls were roaming in the halls of the Basilisk kingdom. There he saw his father crying for his loss. He wanted to go forward and console him, but he couldn't go near him. Then he saw a woman in a blue saree walking to him asking him to fight. Reggie saw his father fighting for three days with small breaks, and covered in wounds. His heart ached to see his father like that. When he lost the fight, he went to cultivate. He could feel that his soul started disappearing slowly. But when he was going to disappear completely… a man came and caught his soul, locking it in a jar filled with spells.

He was forced to cultivate and learn spells for two hundred years. One day… he was asked to go to the human world to become Esther's child. From there… his human life started.

He ran towards Esther when he remembered everything. But when he saw her ferocious stupor, he was stunned. He realized what she was trying to do, he shook his head. Something in his brain said if she continued with what she was doing she would die. But… the mind voice in his brain was familiar. He suddenly remembered the old man who made him cultivate for more than two hundred years by locking him in the bottle. Reggie shook his head not wanting to remember that psychotic old man.

Meanwhile…

Cyrus and Henry felt something was amiss when they saw the disordered Ness of the Mansion. As if someone said they directly ran towards the study. They saw Reggie already standing there watching the whole thing with his eyes. Cyrus walked forward… and saw the scene. He was hella shocked to see him there. For him, the scene wasn't that scary. But to Reggie, it would be scary for him. After all, he was only a five-year, human child.

He took a rushed step to him but was shocked to hear his words. His eyes opened widely when he heard his words. How does he belong to Atlantis!?

The question he asked himself days ago… returned. Everything came to the start point. All the puzzle pieces were scattered in front of him. But how could he fix her? Only Esther could fix them… but from the present situation, she couldn't do it. But who was the other one who could fix these pieces again? The question rotated in circles and stopped at why again. Who could answer the question of why? He doesn't know who could answer but one could answer from the people who were present in this room. But who was it?

Charles Windsor's Benjamin…? No, he couldn't. He knew nothing.

Henry…? Nope... he was awakening not long ago. There was no way he could do it.

Esther? No, she couldn't do it.

Reggie…? He is a five-year kid again. But little did he not know was… Reggie was not someone whom he was seeing right now.

Ashoka Kshatra…? Maybe he has answers to all the unanswered questions.

Suddenly, despite being over five hundred years old, he felt he knew nothing. Everything was in front of him, but he knew nothing.

"Reggie…" Cyrus called out.

"Anything may return to you, but not human life. You may say… Am I not alive despite being dead? But you were destined to be reborn. While there they were destined to die. Leave them," he said as he looked damn cute despite his serious expression, but his cute expression didn't reduce any seriousness of the situation.

He walked forward and stood in front of the two dead bodies. He stretched his little hand forward. Reggie spelled something, closing his eyes. Their bodies turned into fine dust particles in the air, as they twirled in the spiral shapes. Soon, their bodies turned into one. He flipped his hand and made it into a reverse cup shape. All the dust particles collected in his hand as they flowed in the straight path. Reggie felt his hand was getting heavy as seconds passed. Soon, a ball formed in his little palms.

Opening his eyes, he took the ball to Ashoka Kshatra and showed it to him. "Give this to that old man," Reggie said.

"Don't forget he is your elder," King Ashoka Kshatra said.

"He locked me inside a bottle for more than two hundred years," he said.

"But he cultivated you," King Ashoka replied.

"That's the only good thing he did," Reggie replied.

"Like mother Like son. She is arrogant to bones and you are no different," King Ashoka said with a lopsided grin.

"As her son, I would inherit her genes only. Not yours," he retorted.

"Don't forget she is my daughter too," King Ashoka said.

"Your daughter is Raudra Muki, Not Aadhira," Reggie said, pulling the people inside the room into another wave of shock.

Can Esther get a break? From the time she woke, she was met shock after shock and surprise after surprise. She needs a break. But her son seemed to have different thoughts.

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