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Chapter 280: My name- Part 3

Chapter 280: My name- Part 3

Meanwhile in Viktor’s dimension.

"Viktor!! You finally came out! Did you know I was able to master the art of the one-man swordsman?"

Viktor took a sip of his coffee in the morning while running his eyes after 7 days of hard work. He came out of his room to take a shower and prepare himself to perform the naming ceremony. But who knew that kid would be waiting for him in front of his laboratory?

Viktor opened one of his eyes and looked at the kid smiling and holding a sword above like he won a war. "Viktor!! Aren’t you going to wish me a happy birthday? Today is my birthday after all! And my name! What about my name?"

"I will give you one if you behave like a good boy, brat. Now, get changed into this robe."

Viktor gave him a red robe made of golden silk and again said, "You don’t need to take a shower because you will be underwater for more than 2 days. I shall explain the naming ceremony after I change into my robe too. Meet me in the new room when it’s 12."

"Okay!!"

The kid ran inside his room to change and then, Uranium flew closer to him. *Good morning, MASTER. Did you get a nice sleep?*

"Actually, I was inside my time trap spell for 3 months because I needed to work on something. Did something happen in the past week?" Looking at the floating cat with his silvery eyes, he again took a sip of his coffee made with hell’s water. He wasn’t exhausted but rather happy with the work he just finished.

*Yes. The child has mastered his swordsmanship. Also, he wanted to peek inside the laboratory but failed because of the lock you installed.*

"It’s okay. Kids are meant to be curious. As long as he is not doing anything wrong, I don’t have to punish him." Taking off his white shirt, Viktor headed to his room filled with rare plants from all over heaven and fell on his bed to rest his back. He wasn’t tired at all, but he needed some time for himself.

There was an hour until the ceremony began.

Opening up his record, he saw the future was a mess in the next 20 years. He had a teenage son so it was a disaster inside his dimension. He wanted to put that kid to sleep but he didn’t want to mess with his childhood until his memories of his past life came back when he turned 50.

He shut his book and put it back inside his library to sign. ’Man, I need a vacation.’

After an hour of rest, he wore a white robe showing his golden circle crest on his chest. Cutting his hair a little short, he fixed his hair and walked out of his room to enter the dimension room, newly created for naming rituals.

And then, he met the kid wearing a bright red robe, happily smiling and waiting for him. "Viktor, what is that on your chest?"

’Oh, it’s the first time he’s seeing more than just my face and arms. Now that I think of it, gods wear robes that usually skin than morals do. I am comfortable wearing clothes that mostly cover my skin. It’s my second time wearing something that mortals don’t wear. He must be surprised to see this golden ring on my chest.’’

Patting his head, Viktor said, "It’s a crest. Come on, I will explain more when your naming ceremony is over."

"Yes! Best birthday ever!!"

"Hahaha..."

Entering through the door, Viktor saw the magical and different architecture he created with the help of his system. There was a small bathtub with fancy sculptures made of pure gold and mana crystals. The floor of the room was made with gold and fine patterns that resembled his crest itself.

The small child was amazed to see how beautiful it was so he asked, "You never said about this room before. Was it here from the very beginning?"

"No, I made it. Do you like it? Look above, I made the patterns of some stars you like on the ceiling."

Looking above, the child saw the mana stones glowing. There was a sculpture of two men in the middle of it. One was looking below and the other was above, putting a crown on his head. They were moving so it looked like there was an animation playing.

The two-man is the symbol of the god of all records and the god of destruction. The god in silver hair looked like he was saving the god of destruction so could no longer suffer from his own curse. It shows how much the silver-haired god has affection for the god who was suffering, leading him to save him from his own wrath and destruction.

"The silver-haired man kind of resembles you, Viktor."

"It’s my home anyway. Now, shall we begin the ceremony?"

The boy nodded and as instructed, he stepped into the bathtub. His body started to feel pain so he wanted to get out. But he knew it was a ceremony and not everything felt good. There are things that can harm you in life but it doesn’t mean it’s bad for you.

Closing his eyes, he submerged his body up to his neck and said, "It hurts.."

"Now, I shall explain the ceremony. This is hell’s water. It’s filled with liquid mana actually. Everyone misguided it because it looks like water and it hurts. So they call it hell water. The liquid mana is trying to get inside your body so the process is making you feel like it hurts.

You have a core inside your body and that belongs to the gods. Your divine Qi is on level 0. So it needs the help of this water to level up. Hence, you need to submerge in his tub and hold your breath for 2 days.

Let the mana flow inside your heart and you can eventually tell what it’s doing to your body. Your mana will become strong and meanwhile, I will imprint chests, smilier to mine all over your body.

You might even want to die from the pain. But I will force you to keep your head down."

"Wait, 2 days?"

"This ceremony takes about 7 days but I have already cut the time to 3 days. Be grateful because you will be the first person to complete the ceremony in just 3 days with less pain. Once you receive your name, you will feel why the ceremony was necessary."

"Uhh.. I thought you would just give me a name."

"Expensive things cost money, kid. Now, lie down and do as I say. I will stand right here so don’t worry. And yes, don’t use any magic. Okay?"

"Okay.."

As ordered, the kid lay on the floor of the bathtub and let the mana flow inside his body. He knew his mana core was acting differently but seeing something powerful hosting inside it, he endured the pain and let the process happen.

’I may be helping someone to become the strongest god but I, too, have greed. I am not a saint or an evil. I intentionally decrease the effectiveness of the hells water. He will become a god but I won’t rush. He might be millions of years old but the memories are all locked. So, he is just a 10-year-old kid. Giving him too much will be equal to handing fire over to a child in a wooden house.

I want him to grow up as a child with less power. Of course, I will put restrictions on his core and lift it one by one until he becomes 50, the time he will get his memories back. But I will lift the final seal when he gives me the key. There is no way of saying when he might change his mind.

It’s safe better than to be sorry.’

2 days passed as he kept an eye on the kid as he read the record of him. In 20 years, he will protest, become sad, and sometimes, he will do some crazy shit so Viktor had to build an entire dimension roughly the size of the moon to calm him down. That’s what happens when you try to raise a kid with godly power.

But Viktor was a calculated man so sometimes, he put the kid to sleep for 3 years or four to change the future. That’s how he will live his 50 years of life until he gets his memories back.

’He is enduring well, better than I thought to be. Well, I raised him so it’s expected. I feel like a proud father all of a sudden. But it’s time for the final ritual. It’s been 2 days already and he needs to come up.’

Putting his hands into the water, he put the kid’s torso up and welcomed him with a bright smile. The kid looked tired, he had marks of crests all over his body and dark circles below his green eyes.

"Viktor, I want to eat some cake for my birthday."

"I will bake you one so get up. It’s time for you to meet someone."