Time soon passed, and after a few days, the meeting came to a close.
However, to everyone's surprise, not only did the Voss family not retaliate, but even the forces they had dispatched outside the family were called to return home.
This, in turn, made all the empire forces stand on end as they couldn't understand what had happened.
However, the second prince, who had sent Theron on that mission, had an idea of what was going on, but remained quiet.
In the eyes of the common people, the once powerful Voss family seemed to fade out of sight slowly.
A situation that continued for twelve years straight.
Yes, in the blink of an eye, twelve years had unknowingly passed since Damien came into this world, and not only was no longer a baby.
After years of effort and practice, at the height of five five foot eight, he was currently taller than most of his peers
Adding to his waist-length silver hair, which was tied in a ponytail, sea blue eyes that shone like diamonds, and a muscular physique that looked better than most well-trained warriors
Damien, at this point, had already begun to show a future visage of the handsome man he would later be.
A handsome man who was currently in the midst of his daily training in an empty courtyard.
*Haa!*
*one hundred and fifty-one!*
*one hundred and fifty two!*
*one hundred and fifty-three!*
Muttering under his breath, Damien swung a wooden sword through the air.
Shirtless and tired, sweat dripped down his head as his chest heaved up and down.
Under his delicate control, the surrounding air was slowly inhaled and exhaled from his lungs
With his eyes closed, he diverted his senses to his surroundings, trying to sense the ambient mana in the air, his feet feeling the gentle vibrations coming from the ground.
*one hundred and fifty-four!*
*one hundred and fifty-five!*
Feeling his muscles tremble, Damien began to reach his limits.
"Haha! It seems that the training methods in the books still work."
"If it hadn't been for me still remembering some moves in the original story, I would have requested to start leaving the house sooner," Said Damien as his mind thought back to his life this past few years.
Back then, after his father came back from that battle, it seemed some meeting had occurred that caused huge changes in the family.
Firstly, the Voss family and all their subordinate forces had begun to shrink inward and adopt a reclusive nature.
His mother and father began to retreat more and more often as Elizabeth began to try to break through the seventh order and Theron the ninth.
Four elders, led by Elder Magnus, left the house, seemingly going on some kind of secret mission.
"Speaking of which, this behaviour is completely different from the original story, where, after Dad came back injured, he not only was half crippled, unable to fight again, but launched an attack on all cults in the empire and some of the second prince's forces."
"A move which, unfortunately, led to the family being branded traitors years later, and leading to their downfall."
Muttering under his breath, Damien remembered that after all those changes, the system awarded him with another five hundred DP.
"However, considering dad is about to break through eight orders, isn't that worth more than five hundred points?"
"Or did the void mark sealed on his arm cause a reduction? Or will there be more once he officially breaks through?" asked Damien as he slowly put away his practice sword, his mind lost in thought.
"System, how many DP would it take to remove the void mark?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
And sure enough, in Damien's not-surprised eyes, the system brought up a figure that left him completely helpless
[Detecting Void mark on named Character Theron Voss]
[Detecting hint of demon and abyss energy….]
[Detecting presence of multiple laws…]
[Required DP is 5,000,000]
Seeing this figure, Damien just rolled his eyes in frustration.
During the past twelve years, he had discovered more than once that using changes on things that were related to Gods caused millions of points
A figure that the current him with only 1500 points was nowhere near reaching
"However, this situation won't last much longer. Firstly, this year, the human coalition launched an attack on the far north to capture elf slaves."
"This is the year the dwarves in the south make a breakthrough in mechanical technology and start the age of mechanical guardians".
"This is the year where a human adventurer found a dragon nest in the west, sparking a rise in adventurers in search of the dragon's treasure."
"This was the goddess of light descended an oracle on the revival of demons and the demon lord Azazel!"
"and this is the year the protagonist was born, twenty-five years before the end of the world"
"The year 2025 of the dragon calendar! The year later, labeled as the beginning of the end."
Calming his breath, Damien had unknowingly begun to get excited and scared as he thought of the future
In the original story, he died as a minion of the demon lord at the age of thirty-seven.
However, with twenty-five years on the clock to change his original story, Damien knew he could not afford to waste time here at home just training
"Unfortunately, the original protagonist, most heroines, supporting characters, and even some villains aren't even born yet."
"My best chance of meeting them would be sixteen years as a teacher in the Empire's school of knights and magic."
"In this original story, this was where all major characters had their first meeting before the final battle."
Thinking about this, Damien knew what he had to do now was find a way to get involved in the major events as much as possible
Grow his DP as much as possible
And lastly, increase his strength as much as possible before the sixteen-year time period is over, so by then, with enough strength and fame, he can easily apply for a teacher position.
Lost in thought, Damien's left shoulder rested on the hilt of his sword as he thought of his future
However, before he could think much longer, a familiar voice came into his ears
"Young master! The master approved! You can go to the elf empire as long as enough guards follow you!"
Said Isabelle as she excitedly entered the courtyard.
Twelve years had passed, and under the power of magic, she didn't age much; her orange hair and green eyes still stood out as always.
The only difference was that she had long been appointed as Damien's personal maid.