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Published:2024-12-19Updated:2025-03-18Words:107,665Chapters:20/?Comments:10Kudos:24Bookmarks:10Hits:2,552
A New Life [TbatexTensura]
Asuryii
Chapter 8: Inner Peace
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Chapter 8: Inner Peace
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Rimuru POV:
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"Rimuru-" A voice familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time began beckoning me. "Rimuru" The voice was persistent as they continually called out to me. "Rimuru, Rimuru", a soothing tone. One that made my heart feel light as a feather and my mind as free as a bird flying high above.
"Rimuru. Rimuru. Riiimuru", despite the comfort and the soothing nature of the voice I knew.
I had to ignore it.
Nothing in my mind was so simple, so beautiful. I wasn't granted such a blessing. It hurt, felt like my heart had been torn asunder as the voice called out to me repeatedly. Soon the voice wasn't alone.
Hundreds of voices echoed in my mind. With each second I ignored the voices trying to shut out the emotions carried in their tone- the more that the voices numbered– higher and higher.
My mind was a practical echo chamber as the voices played over and over again.
I knew.
I wanted to deny it, but I knew.
I knew where each and every one of these voices came from. Who I was hearing inside my mind.
With the realization the voices changed tone, the warmth and calm- gone– in a single instant without warning. Each voice~ replaced with a cry, a scream, a plea.
The Djinn, my people.
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice. One I both knew and didn't. The voices of those who were to have been my people.
Blood curdling screams filled my mind, cries for salvation and founded ire. Ire founded in the Asura's. A justifiable anger, no it was more. For moments- the Djinn changed.
The peace loving people as they saw their mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters ruthlessly slaughtered and tortured changed them. In that moment before all hell calmed as the last of my people died I knew it. I felt it.
Their hate.
'HUh?', a hand suddenly grasped at my feet, clawing at my ankles- reaching towards me hungrily. I knew I was dreaming…I had to be. 'This isn't real Rimuru. It's just-'
"You have to!" my legs collapsed as my body was dragged down. Dragged down into a murky bog, the feeling on my body was like that of sinking into an abyss, the deepest depths of the ocean, or into quicksand.
Hands continued to grasp at me, countless hands grabbed hold of me- dragging me into the hellscape of my unconscious mind.
I was hallucinating certainly, but it felt too real. A dream or nightmare was the only explanation but the feeling was too surreal, dreams so vivid I can't distinguish between reality and the dream.
I felt compelled to open my eyes, but I resisted. I couldn't, I couldn't bear to see their faces. I felt my lungs pulsating, I was drowning. The abyss I was dragged into was a metaphorical ocean, the water slowly drawing me as it encapsulated me.
"Don't Forgive them!" ' You can't give up–" "Bring retribution"
The voices echoed and with each word it felt like a piece of my mind, body, and soul was being torn away or contorted and altered to follow the wishes of these voices.
Voices saying words, I doubt the Djinn would ever say.
The phrases they spoke repeated endlessly, speaking about retribution, revenge, a role I held, and my mission. My racing heart began to slow abruptly as I felt like my last breath was being taken from me.
My mental strength- my will to resist disappearing as my body drowned. The hands dragging me further into the abyss.
Letting my curiosity get the better of me I forced open my eyes. Gazing above as the last bridges of light slowly began to fall out of view and influence. The black abyss below- drowning the light, consuming it- as it would consume me.
I wanted to reach for the surface but the hands dragging me into the abyss restrained me. I was trapped. In the recesses of my own mind, the abyss that lay within me. I had gazed at it for far too long, not ready- not ready for it to bare its fangs at me.
My will to resist the pull of the abyss was nearly shattered until I saw 2 pairs of hands reaching into the abyss- drawing ever closer.
Each moment as my vision blurred the hands approached closer. I closed my eyes just as the hands enveloped me in a warm embrace. The hands dragging me into the abyss relinquishing their grasp and holds over me.
"It's ok, I'll always be with you," my body remained unresponsive to any commands yet I felt a smile tug at my face, "She will be too, don't lose yourself. The embrace of a-"
"ther- can be too much. Take it slow." My mind lost all strength as I blacked out not before hearing a piece of another line.
"Take care of Ri- my baby."
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Prying open my eyes, my vision blurred. My vision remained blurry as I rubbed my eyes into whatever I found my face pressed into. I couldn't tell or remember much, a feeling of delirium drowning my mind- keeping my memories from me. I tried my damndest to force myself awake, but I wouldn't be successful until a searing pain radiated from my neck, more specifically the Atlas point- the area where your skull and cervical connect.
Without a second to think I recognized the searing pain, the feeling as if a hot iron was pressed against my skin and into my flesh, bypassing any barriers in place touching my nerves directly.
The feeling of a rune engraving itself into my flesh, a new way to mold and manipulate aether or my body.
My mind cleared as the pain stopped, my body now fully awake. The memories prior all rushing into my mind- the realization and reality finally coming to me again.
My wish being granted.
Though I couldn't pin-point it, I felt as if a great weight had been lifted from me. It was like I was able to speak to someone I'd lost again- I couldn't remember though. I hadn't a single clue.
Though I do remember a sensation, one of freedom and comfort- warm, yet also of sorrowful acceptance.
Shaking the thoughts away I accepted that pondering would be meaningless. Finally becoming aware of my surroundings I noticed the soft cheek leaning slightly onto me.
Well leaning wouldn't be correct as it was more akin to a cheek being pressed against me in an embrace; this was also evidenced by the soft arm wrapped around me tenderly.
I was held in Jasmine's arms. Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, it was clear in an instant she was asleep or at the very least napping.
Moving as little as possible I attempted to survey my surroundings but failed. Quite miserably at that. My small movement seemed to have alerted Jasmine as she took a deep breath, rousing awake in a moment's notice. A second or two passed before she turned her head to look at me, a small soft smile painted across her face.
"Morning, sleep well?" I merely nodded in response as the unconscious desires of my body took hold and pressed my small body against her. It was comforting, yet at the same time extremely embarrassing considering my mental age.
'How old is my body currently, I wonder?' Thinking of age immediately made me question how old I literally was, and not physically. I knew Physically I looked 3-4 but how old was I literally. An interesting topic I had no evidence to base a guess on so I ignored the thought for now.
"You know the kid can be cute sometimes, despite being a small demon," I sighed mentally as I recognized the snarky tone of voice to be Adam. Though it did make me feel glad hearing his voice as it meant that despite Jasmine adopting me, she didn't leave the Twin Horns.
A turn of events I feared despite thinking it highly unlikely considering the nature of this group.
"Oh sleeping beauty is awake?" Pulling my face from Jasmine's shoulder I looked to see Reynolds looking at me with a large grin plastered on his face, and upon looking away from Jasmine I realized we were in a carriage.
"Where are we heading?" My voice came out in an almost shot manner since while I was awake my body had yet to fully wake. My lack of a pronounced and 'Awake' voice resulted in a hearty laugh at my expense from the Twin Horns.
"We're heading into town for supplies and to get this all finalized. Can't be carrying you around without the proper paperwork." Helen responded to my query as she peaked in from the front of the carriage. Her tone portrayed an odd excitement but I left it unquestioned as I was curious about something else.
"What's pulling this carriage? Is it a horse or mana beast?"
Helen acted extra, putting a hand in front of her eyes as if my curiosity displayed a blinding light much to my dismay. "It's a low rank domesticated mana beast called a Scitter, they're used to pull carriages due to their strength and speed."
"Not to mention their size is perfect being similar to a horse but just well stronger." Interjecting and adding his two senses Adam expanded on the response Reynolds gave me.
"I see, quite fascinating." Little had I known at that moment but I was about to be ambushed, as a certain blonde haired woman popped out of the corner of the carriage and swooped me in her arms.
In an instant I swear I heard my bones crack or well at least felt like they had from how tightly she hugged me. I couldn't breathe as she caught me in her brea- cough * Cough* death trap.
Death trap….I can't let Ciel or Velz know about this.
Despite being unable to breathe for a moment my mind had immediately realized the hurt I would be in for if they learned of this in any way.
'Thank me that Ciel is in her own body.'
After a minute or so she loosened her grip allowing me to breathe, "A boy your age shouldn't be using such sophisticated words you likely don't know. Thinking too hard will wrinkle your cute face." Angela teased me about my use of words containing more than 2 syllables since likely kids my supposed age were at most using 3 syllables- even then it'd likely be a rarity but I knew that I made it abundantly clear I was in no way.
A normal kid. Not even mentioning my use of what would be odd magic in their eyes and the way we met. The realization finally hit me, it hit me like a speeding semi-truck. I am the oddest kid they've ever met before aren't I…
No aspect of my character aside from my body's size and stature portrays my expected age in anyone's eyes- though the moments when my mind influences my body due to its undeveloped state.
Looking back on my character I probably seem to be a forcefully matured child who acts tough to hide his fears and anxieties.
"Shouldn't this be expected the kid does sigh like he's lived a full life of stress and can't handle his grandkids antics- despite him being 3, maybe 4." Adam threw out that statement as if it was the most obvious connection in the world but painfully enough no one disputed the statement.
'I act like a stressed grandfather-' I could feel my whole world shattering, that perception was somehow worse than how I expected them to see me behavior wise.
"Look at him, he looks like his whole world has collapsed from your words Adam." At this point I couldn't tell. Was I being teased or were they being serious? Didn't really matter anymore, my fragile ego was being eviscerated.
"Kid I didn't mean it like that." Adam frantically waved his hands trying to fix the situation, he didn't want to seem like a 'Bad Guy'. But it was too late my ego was eviscerated, but don't worry Adam- you're not a 'Bad Guy.' You just suck ass at comforting people.
"No, no its-" I attempted to clear his worries but I would quickly be interrupted as Alice spoke,"I think it suits him, it's somewhat adorable seeing him act seemingly older than he is."
I opened my mouth to finish my statement but this time Jasmine gave her thoughts."I'd be inclined to agree."
'I give up, sorry Adam." I didn't care anymore I won't finish what I was saying.
"Look at his little puffed out little cheeks! Aww is someone pouting or embarrassed?" Angela made my unconscious action clear to me and at this point I was actually irritated.
'FUCK THIS UNDEVELOPED MIND INFLUCENING MY BODY!' I began to swear in my head at every lord, king, and god- whatever it was under the entire sun. I hated this, I hate this undeveloped body. 'I wanna be an adult already.'
I didn't care at this moment, being a child was hell. Despite being blessed with skipping the worst of the worst stage- uncontrollable bowels. I still hate it, with my entire being.
Still.
No matter what I may think now, I know for certain. My heart feels at ease, such simple interactions with no ulterior motives or hidden desires- it's a peaceful feeling. That's something I won't deny.
A sense of peace, one I can't express outwardly but inwardly I know. I feel at ease, a sense of inner peace.
Idle rambling filled the carriage after about an hour or so we reached town. The ride in the carriage wasn't the worst, it had decent shocks to allow the carriage to move along the uneven road more smoothly. Though I'd be a liar if I did say the shocks were good, they were subpar at best- thought it was better than nothing.
I knew after we jumped out of the carriage it wasn't suited for long rides, upon feeling the wood used to create the carriage I could tell it was more on the flexible end. Fine for lightweight and short rides, also made abundantly clearer by the shape of the carriage.
The town was quite quiet and quaint, it wasn't a particularly large town. But it had a beauty and charm about it without a doubt. The simple construction and linear layout of the town was built as if it was a part of nature itself. Gently nestled in nature's embrace the town was like a haven of serenity, its simplicity drawing you in making it seem as if time slowed while your gaze remained trained intently at the casual beauty of the town.
Walking down the road the town's cobblestone streets winded through the town all heading towards the large building laid in the center of the town. It was like the streets were veins all branching out from the town's heart, the Central Hall.
The simple beauty of the homes was accentuated with bloom gardens and handmade unique welcome mats, all leaving each home feeling truly unique while being a part of the larger collective nicely.
The town's air was a silent hum, unhurried in its flow as it gently rocked the trees and left. It was peaceful. This town mired in beauty due to its simplistic beauty, a town nestled as if it was a part of nature itself. Undisturbed and unbothered by the world as a whole. Grand buildings nowhere to be seen, just simple homes and buildings all surrounding a larger Central Hall.
"Enjoying the town?"Jasmine's soft toned voice broke me from my thoughts, bringing me back to reality. Despite the lack of complex runes and roadways built on thin air, or the brilliant purple and golden lights filling the homes- the town reminded me of the cavern the Djinn resided in. The layout of the town and its roads, the way it was nestled in nature but instead in the overworld as opposed to a cavern- the town reminded me of it despite this.
I couldn't put my finger on it so I let the feeling disappear.
I assumed it was only due to this being the first town I'd visited or seen since the age I was left encased in that orb, consigned to be a piece of the future after an uncertain time.
Realizing I hadn't answered her question I left my uncertain thoughts responding to her question, "Yes, yes I am. The town it's quite beautiful- it's almost nestled in nature itself. I appreciate the simplicity."
"Good, I'm glad." A small smile crossed her face as she tousled my hair, our march towards the Central Hall steady.
"Hey kiddo, have you awakened?" Adam questioned me, oddly enough I thought this question would've come out much earlier. His tone portrayed curiosity but it was clear he had no intention to force an answer from me.
"I am." I could tell what his question meant despite not being aware of this world's terminology. As I looked around the town I was able to pick up on details apart from its beauty.
Not everyone in the world had mana drawn near or towards them. Using Brahma's Core I was able to peer into the nature of another being temporarily, and with this I could see their core. My natural sight was able to visualize the existence of Wind Attribute particles or likely wind attribute mana particles.
With that concept as a basis, considering aether encompasses life, space, and time- possibly fate due to the logic built on authority over life, space, and time to its fullest being a form of power over fate. Knowing what aether encompassed at its lowest, and being able to see wind attribute mana- green particles. I was able to infer that likely water, earth, and possibly fire mana particles would exist as well.
But upon using Brahma's Core I noticed an odd peculiarity about the people here.
Not everyone had a core. All the mana beasts I saw had cores, even as we traveled here via carriage- not a single one lacked a core but the humans- the people not everyone had a core.
Yet even those with cores seemed to have very clear strength and capacity differences- even without having a way to define my theories I could inherently tell some people such as the Twin Horns had much, much more core capacity than the average people.
So I was able to infer that awakening was likely referring to whether one lacked or had a core. I had a core, well I had 2 cores actually. But I knew- I shouldn't tell anyone about my aether core.
The Asura's- more specifically the Indrath clan envied this power. Even my people the Djinn required spellforms or runes being engraved upon their flesh to guide aether throughout their body.
I was an oddity, I had a core of aether- I could manipulate aether and mold it like clay. Another oddity, making my clear peculiarity a gift and a danger.
I had a power that was coveted, and then went beyond that- the other core I have the one attached to my first rune and that core could and did somewhat use mana.
So speaking a half-truth I said I was awakened.
By definition I didn't lie, but by awareness I clearly lied. I was awakened, not how they meant and I was aware of what they meant. But it doesn't matter no one would know I lied…
'I take that back,' the clear stare I felt slightly burning into the back of my skull destroyed my arrogant thought. Peeking out the corner of my eye I had this arrogant idea entirely dismantled.
"I can also use wind magic." Trying to shift the topic of conversation, I quickly and frantically drew in wind mana particles, failing to realize that brute forcing this wouldn't make it easier. Drawing in mana while walking was in a word- not easy.
The theory and thought was simple, but in fact it was not so simple. This was only made harder due to the general defect of my colorless core. Attempting to draw in mana while walking I felt a pain welling up in my chest from the location of my said core. My body wasn't attuned to mana as well as it was to aether. The pain only grew as my body began to draw in aether instead of the mana, practically forcing the aether towards my colorless core which then had to be expelled from the colorless core and absorbed into my aether core.
"So let me get this straight you're not only awakened, at say 3 or 4 but you can use attribute mana?" Adam's questioning tone showed that he didn't buy it, it was as if he was asking for proof.
I knew since that colorless core of mine was effectively empty 24/7 it didn't seem as if I was awakened, even if he looked back at the moment I released aether- which he likely was suspicious of which roused that question.
"Adam, it's a good question don't get me wrong, as even I find myself curious whether that violet aura he released was from a core or an artifact." Helen interjected making a slight debate on whether I should be questioned or trusted- Violet aura's were clearly not normal. I was abundantly aware. At least now.
Frantically I continued to try to draw in mana, I could physically see and feel the mana moving towards me, but it was painfully slow.
I felt blood filling my mouth as my body somewhat broke down from stress- my body wasn't attuned perfectly to mana, it was more attuned to aether but even then it wasn't perfect yet.
"Well if it was an artifact then it'd likely be a cultural thing from his home. Or at least his family line." More opinions and thoughts continued to come out this time Alice brought her thoughts to the table- while it would be a perfect opportunity for me to agree with her and throw the suspicions to the side- I couldn't though; blood continued to fill my mouth.
I was struggling to swallow all of the blood filling my mouth- my body slightly shuttered for a moment- something that didn't go unnoticed.
Seeing the small movement I made Jasmine quickly pulled me into her arms and looked me in the eyes. Her eyes spoke volumes as she wordlessly asked me what was wrong. My slightly puffed cheeks like I was a chipmunk told her all she wanted to know.
In my mind I spoke its name [Brahma's Core]. Activating Brahma's Core fully a realization came to me- one that engraved itself into my very brain- the name of my second rune.
Dolus' Cerebellum
I lowered my head in a small apologetic manner as I drew mana from her core- a look of pure shock filled her face as mana was pulled from her core without her intending to move mana in any way. After a second of shock she looked me in the eyes knowingly.
The realization left her perplexed- I only drew upon a small portion of her mana reserves. Just enough for my colorless core to have a drop of viridian green light deep within its blinding light.
This small drop was all I needed to stop the breaking down of my body as I was enabled to draw upon the ambient mana in the air around me- it was as if my core and the atmospheric mana were magnets.
Having no reserves at all left both the atmospheric mana and my core having the same polarity but even a drop changed everything- the polarity of my core and the atmospheric mana became opposites. I nodded frantically for a second to get Jasmine's attention, my eyes pointed to the ground. I was drawing in mana a tad too fast- the mana I was trying to draw before that remained near me was quickly rushing into my colorless core- I could only force a certain amount through my channel linking the two cores I possessed.
Getting the message she placed me on the ground as I forced the blood pooled in my mouth down my throat- it felt like I had puked as a spicy burning feeling ran down my throat. I choked for a second but I forced the rest down my throat.
"Look Adam." Turning towards me curiously as my voice likely came with him expecting something interesting- something interesting he would indeed see.
Drawing a torrent of mana from my colorless core I launched a very gentle and very wide gust of wind. It was abundantly clear the wind wasn't natural as I contoured the wind in such a way Adam's headband blew off his head and gracefully fell into my hands.
"I told you I was awakened, and could use wind magic." Walking back towards him I placed the headband into his pocket- a small look of surprise on his face, but a welcome look of surprise.
"Alright I won't question it," giving in Adam resigned, accepting that I wasn't normal and that I was indeed telling the truth but my action also was a statement.
Don't question me. I'm not ready to tell you everything.
Walking back towards Jasmine's side I reached my hand up towards her, which she resignedly took in her one. A small sigh escaping from her, I felt somewhat bad for what I did but at least it meant she and I both had another secret- a small bond between foster son and mother.
We walked slightly before Reynold burst out in laughter at what had just transpired. Durden himself also had a small smirk on his face, chuckling slightly. Oddly enough Adam began to laugh too while the women all sighed resigned at the actions of the men.
"Was it really that funny? Rimuru was that funny?" Helen looked towards me for clarification and hopefully- expecting me to give her some clarity. I knew why they were laughing, before I took Jasmine's hand I saw Reynolds barely holding his laugh back.
Despite being a guy and knowing one guy laughing makes other guys just laugh realizing the comedy of a situation was normal. But I seriously was clueless as to why this resulted in a laugh.
Since I was still clueless I merely shrugged and Helen sighed just accepting what happened. It took a few moments for Reynolds and Adam to quell their laughter- Durden had the decency to chuckle quietly.
"Hah… Rimuru you'll fit in just fine." Reynold's spoke somewhat out of breath leaving me even more confused but I just let it go.
Arriving at the Central Hall upon walking in I was met with, well what I expected. It was set up like a large mess hall with various tables lining the sides of the carpet laid from the door to the counters where a few people sat flipping through various documents.
Heading towards the counter following closely behind the Twin Horns I let my eyes peer around the room and admire the odd mix of people's. All of them wearing outfits that were unique yet similar to each oth-
I felt like a dumbass as we reached the counter. This wasn't a Central Hall or a Town Hall- it was an Adventurer's Guild…
"Hey Lorraine, how are you doing?" Alice walked up to a woman at the counter wearing a simple black coat, white button-up shirt, and I assumed black pants or skirt to match- couldn't confirm though. Lorraine quickly looked up and a smile crossed her face as she saw Alice and the Twin Horns- greeting them warmly "I'm doing fine, it's a slow day today. Is something wrong, weren't you on a request?"
"Wrong, no. We did come to a complication though but not one requiring a quest alteration just uhh- some paperwork." Alice turned to the side as her eyes trailed towards me- the clerk Lorraine following her gaze. Her eyes locked onto me, a perplexed look on her face making her once over me again. Only to realize she saw correctly.
"Lost kid, but we don't have an-" Lorraine pulled a stack of papers from below her quickly flipping through them and looking between me and the papers quickly. It was clear she was looking at missing Children's reports but she didn't need to finish her statement as Helen spoke up.
"Lost kid wouldn't be right. Ah, not sure the best way to say this but we found him in the heart of the glades surrounded by dead mana beasts alone– he said his mother sacrificed herself to save him from bandits on a routine trip to Xyrus." Helen spoke solemnly as she recounted the situation they found me in and what I claimed.
"Did you-"
"We did survey the area where we found him- not a single sign of people was there aside from the dead beasts and clear use of wind attribute mana." Adam interjected giving information she was likely to ask for. This made me make a mental note that despite acting like a jokester at times Adam was quite diligent and resourceful.
"Upon further investigation the mana residuals in the area wasn't like anything human- it was as if the beasts killed themselves." Hearing Reynolds add to the reports from the rest of the horns it became clear- they didn't intend to tell everything but only what was deemed necessary. Suspicions regarding the beasts, the violet aura I displayed, and my claims they wouldn't shed suspicions on me.
Lorraine merely nodded as she began writing a report- her face displaying a sympathetic look. She spoke a few minutes later after finishing a report on what the Twin Horns said, "So you I assume are aware he will be sent to an orphanage. It's a sad turn of events but since he has no guardian he'll-"
"I want to adopt Rimuru." Jasmine stepped forward as I followed closely behind her. The clerk didn't need to question who Rimuru was due to the obvious notion of it being me.
"Jasmine I'm sure you're aware that it's not so simple- while I don't doubt your capabilities to be a mother you all lead a dangerous life. What would happen if the boy was left orphaned again?"
Lorraine wasn't making assumptions but sharing the harsh reality of an adventurer's life. It was like she was telling Jasmine that she had to retire if she wanted to adopt me.
"That won't be an issue Lorraine. After all Jasmine won't have to take Rimuru into the Glades or leave him at home alone- Reynolds and I intended to retire after this mission."
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