The "Omen" was the most taboo and detested phenomenon in the Golden Dynasty.
The Omen referred to the manifestation of the Crucible's form on one's body. The traits of myriad creatures would appear on the Omen-born, fully displaying the essence of life in The Lands Between.
In ancient times, this signified holiness. However, in the Golden Dynasty, it became the deepest taboo.
Consequently, Omen infants would have all their hard horns removed at birth. For them, in their swaddling clothes, birth meant death.
Even if a very small number of children stubbornly survived, they would be thrown into the sewers of the Royal Capital.
They would grow up or die in obscurity amidst the filth and darkness.
Morgott was Godfrey's child, a member of the Golden Dynasty's royal family. But even for royalty, the Golden Dynasty would not spare an Omen.
Morgott and Mohg, twin brothers, as Godfrey's children and Godwyn's younger brothers, were even stripped of their surnames.
When they were born, although their hard horns were not cut off, they were instead shackled and thrown into the sewers.
The dim sewers, rats larger than humans, and piles of putrid corpses—this was Morgott's childhood.
Darkness can drive one mad, but not Morgott. Because he glowed on his own.
Not because he was loved and wanted to give back, but because he simply wished to love. This was Morgott, a pure light born in the silent darkness.
When the elden ring shattered and wars erupted, the Demigods united to attack the Royal Capital in their struggle for the Great Runes.
Morgott, emerging from the sewers, along with his younger brother Mohg, resolutely took on the great responsibility of defending the Royal Capital.
As the elder brother, Morgott valiantly faced the "Strongest Demigod," the Starscourge General who halted the flow of the starry sky, on the battlefield.
As the younger brother, Mohg secretly abducted Miquella, causing Malenia, one of the coalition leaders, to become greatly distraught.
The Omen twins, one overt and one covert, both thwarted two Demigods within the monarch's army, shattering the coalition.
In the first defense of Leyndell, Leyndell still stood.
And Morgott was called the Lord of Blessing by the residents of Leyndell.
"Father, my brother rarely has free time; let's gather," Morgott said slowly, looking at Godfrey, who seemed lost in thought.
"Hahaha, of course! It's been a long time since our family gathered!" Godfrey laughed heartily, patting Morgott's shoulder.
The huge, thick palm landed on Morgott's shoulder, but the latter did not waver at all.
This made Godfrey feel a little dazed; the child who once looked up at the Golden Tree from the sewers had grown so powerful.
"My child, the past..."
A rare hint of guilt appeared on Godfrey's rugged face.
As a father, he had fought back, but the responsibility of a king and the beast's rationality overwhelmed him.
For the stability of the Golden Dynasty, phenomena like the Omen, which could defile the Golden Tree, were absolutely forbidden by Marika.
Even if the Omen was her own child.
Godfrey looked at his scarred large hands. After becoming king, he increasingly felt that having power without purpose was a torment.
What exactly was his wife plotting? Why were Omens treated that way? Why did the Golden Dynasty change from inclusive to exclusive? Godfrey knew none of these things.
Everything Godfrey did was driven by his wife Marika and the beast Serosh.
He had the power to conquer The Lands Between, yet he couldn't even protect his own children.
So in the end, Godfrey personally killed his good friend Serosh. He faced the destined unbeatable enemy—Yu Jin—with one hundred percent of Hoarah Loux.
He wanted to fight freely to the death without limits.
However, Yu Jin had no intention of killing Godfrey, so Serosh died in vain once.
"Father, I don't care about the past, or my past self, let alone now."
"If you want to apologize, say it to Mohg. The responsibility of a king, the shackles of a god—what you sacrificed is no less than mine."
Morgott lowered Godfrey's hand and nodded at his slightly "foolish" father.
Godfrey, the first Elden Lord. Even now, he commanded immense prestige.
But Morgott knew that his father was ultimately just a tool for Marika.
A very strong, very handy tool. Marika used him to conquer The Lands Between, then stripped him of his blessing and banished him from The Lands Between.
The return of the blessing later was probably also a contingency left by his mother, who was a god.
But there was no need for his father to know these things. It was better to let him remain immersed in his memories of Marika.
"Let's go, Father."
"Oh!"
...In a large mansion in Leyndell, the golden-haired Godwyn was using his rare free time to read.
The reason Godwyn's house was so large was partly because he was currently the regent of The Lands Between, which justified such a residence.
On the other hand, the Godwyn family members were indeed large in stature. Take Godfrey, for instance; as a human, he was four or five meters tall.
His physique was even larger than a Ruin Guard, only slightly smaller than a Ruin Grader. Yu Jin even suspected that Godfrey grew up eating Gold Kela.
As Godfrey's sons, Godwyn, Mohg, and Morgott naturally didn't concede much. Among these three brothers, Godwyn was the smallest in stature, but even so, his height was a head taller than a Black Knife.
"Bang!" The door was violently opened, followed by Godwyn's familiar booming laughter.
"Hahaha, Godwyn, what are you doing!" Godfrey strode in, giving his most excellent son a hug.
"Reading... reading," Godwyn said with difficulty, struggling to support Godfrey's arm.
Although he was very strong, he was still no match for Godfrey, who had conquered all.
"Where's Mohg? Didn't he come?" Godfrey released Godwyn, looking around for Mohg.
He had decided to give his youngest son the biggest hug.
"Splash ~"
The sound of surging water emanated, and suddenly a pool of crimson blood appeared on the ground.
Blood surged, and Mohg, clad in a black robe, emerged bathed in blood.
Mohg, like Morgott, had horns on his head, but unlike Morgott, his horns were more unrestrained.
These horns had even replaced his hair, growing wildly, some even piercing into his flesh.
Mohg's exposed narrow single eye scanned his surroundings. Just looking at him gave one a chilling, icy sensation.
"Brother," Mohg nodded at the only family member he recognized. To be honest, in this world, he only cared about two people: Morgott and Miquella.
Morgott was Mohg's only warmth in childhood. As for Miquella, it was purely because Mohg was gay and wanted to bottom Miquella.
When he abducted Miquella, it was largely because he liked Miquella. As for Leyndell? It was just a formality, to do right by Morgott.
"Haha! Mohg!"
Godfrey lunged, his massive figure instantly rushing to Mohg and embracing him tightly.
Mohg's narrow single eye instantly widened. Under Godfrey's embrace, he couldn't use any bloodflame magic at all.
Then he felt his head being gripped by a large hand, which was constantly rubbing it.
This was the first Elden Lord's caress! In short, it was rubbing a dog's head, oh no, rubbing Mohg's head.
The horns, indistinguishable from dragon horns, were like real hair under Godfrey's palm.
Godfrey rubbed them however he pleased.
At first, Mohg tried to break free from Godfrey's embrace, but it was clear he failed.
Helplessly, Mohg gave up struggling. He closed his narrow single eye, carefully feeling the warmth from his barbaric father on his head.
Ultimately, Mohg's heart also yearned for love; otherwise, he wouldn't have so fanatically worshipped the Outer God, the Formless Mother.
Because in the gloomy sewers, only the Outer God would respond to Mohg's inner desires.
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