Lightning Is the Only Way

Gravis was first a bit surprised, but after thinking about it for some seconds, he realized that it actually made sense. How big was his family? On top of that, how long did his siblings live? For the first five to fifteen births, a sibling might be interested, but after that?

At some point, it was just more of the same. At the same time, there wasn't much that connected them to their parents. Yes, the first couple of hundred years, they might still feel a connection to their parents, but after that?

One had to remember that most of his siblings had been raised to the Immortal Emperor Realm by his father. They would have their own families already, and the restriction of visiting their father only a couple of times could also estrange them.

They would visit their father and mother, and nothing would have changed. His father continued sitting in his room while his mother also rarely left. His parents had lived for an incredibly long time. They had basically seen everything there is to see, so there was not much excitement for traveling.

"Huh, that actually makes more sense," Gravis said.

Orpheus sighed. "Sorry that I didn't tell you sooner."

"No, I get it," Gravis said. "I was young, and that my family didn't care about me would have hit me pretty hard."

Orpheus drank more of his own coffee. Gravis wasn't really interested in Orpheus' coffee, so he was the only one drinking. "But you don't care anymore, do you?" Orpheus asked with a smile.

Gravis slowly shook his head. "It makes sense, and I'm not a child anymore. If there is no love or companionship, the only thing that connects family is their blood, and what is that worth? I'm not angry at them, because I think the same. Why should I feel the need to visit my siblings that don't care about me? That would be just an uncomfortable situation for both of us," Gravis explained.

Orpheus sighed again. "Don't think too badly of them. Many of them still keep in touch with our parents. It's just that many of them have been desensitized to their growing family. Our family is less like a family and more like a Clan."

"Though, the difference to a normal Clan is that we don't share the same troubles and living space. Bad experiences connect people," Orpheus explained.

Gravis only nodded.

"Let's change the topic," Orpheus said. "So, you're going to a Natural World next?" he asked.

Gravis furrowed his brows. "No, why would I? I'm more interested in the Battle Techniques of a Battle World."

Orpheus was confused for a second but then realized something. "Oh," he said slowly. "You didn't talk to father about your cultivation yet?" he asked slowly.

Gravis felt like something was up. "No, I didn't," he said.

of the surprise, but I'm sure father won't mind," he said while taking

skeptically at Orpheus. "And I'm guessing you don't want to

would explain it better. So, just be prepared for a surprise

smirked a bit. "Alright. I don't have a problem

for some seconds. After that, Orpheus smiled again. "Can you show me?" he

"Show what?" Gravis asked.

with a friendly tone, but Gravis heard the excitement in his voice.

also smiled. "Sure,"

Whooop!

eyes appeared on the table. Orpheus looked at it with interest. "Wow, it looks completely different than I've

is very humanlike, and they mostly only care about humans. I expected them to have a similar body to us, but

scratched his temple in thought. "I wonder if all Heaven's look like this or if it's only the lower

you mean?" Gravis

of Heaven? After all, the lower worlds are the weakest. It could be that this

for a while. "Possible, but I'm

but the most important things had already been discussed. Yet, there was

that father lifted the rule that we can only

might help. Though, Gravis didn't tell Orpheus. Realizing that

expression.

nodded. "Yes, but I shouldn't be the one to tell you why. You

me in the dark. Guess I deserved

of smirking, Gravis only sighed. Orpheus wanted to lighten the mood, but

his joke, which made him furrow his brows. Apparently, the reason was

more, Gravis left. It was about time that he spoke to his father about

talking to one of your sisters," his mother

a bit surprised but shrugged. "Sure," he said and leaned against the wall beside the

about

door stepped a beautiful, young-looking woman. Of course, with her powerful cultivation, one couldn't tell her age just by appearance. She wore a lot of jewelry and magnificent robes that

destroyed the calm and friendly image. She