After the whole ordeal of the other day, the security around amon had tightened drastically.
According to the news he could gleam from the guards, the maid had snuck in during the scrutiny of new maids which was conducted a month prior.
Amon could only sigh at the news. His guess was most likely because of the fact he was born into a noble household there were other noble households unwilling to see him live.
His parents likely had this guess as well but during the interrogation the maid refused to speak despite all the torture, ultimately leading to her death.
Amon decided not to think too much about all these things for now.
His attention shifted internally where the faint illusory core had begun forming.
'it has been more than 2 weeks and still no progress...' amon let out a breath but didn't pause his absorbtion of primordial energy in the slightest.
He could tell that within a few more hours, perhaps one or two he would be able to finally condense a core.
'by then, I should have some measure of strength right?'
The image of his father sending out the devastating punch resurfaced in his mind and he resolved himself internally.
...
Some minutes went by, and the door swung open.
Amon interrupted his absorption of primordial energy and turned to glance at his mother who had a smile on her face.
He could tell that she was happy about something but didn't exactly know what it was.
'did something good happen?' he wondered as she approached him.
Vela reached out to pick amon from his cradle and a knowing smirk spread accross her lips.
"baby, finally you will have a name!" as she cooed she led amon out of the room.
'what? A naming ceremony?' amon looked slightly dazed.
This was the first time he was leaving the room since the moment he was born so he couldn't help but take in his surroundings as the walked.
The walls seemed to be made of gold and above him was a marble ceiling.
Everywhere his gaze fell in screamed luxury and as they continued on their way then encountered a few guards and maids standing respectively in neat rows.
A faint feeling of celebration washed over the groups and as they slowly approached a ceremonous hall amon could finally hear the sound of music entering into his ears.
The music sounded joyful and filled with melody veining about an entrance feeling.
Finally, he and his mother reached a massive door with a golden emblem engraved onto it.
The emblem radiated an air of mystery and Amon's gave involuntary lingered on it for a few more seconds even as it swung open.
The music slowed down and reduced in rhythm as though fading into the background the moment he and vela stepped inside.
There were numerous people ranging from nobles to a few old men. Everyone had varying expressions and a few of them looked as though they were the ones who were being given a name.
Off to a slightly elevated stand was his father dressed in brown golden suit, radiating an intense presence as he locked gaze with amon.
Cheers began to surface from the crowd of people.
It started steadily from a lady then spread to the others and as vela walked it kept increasing.
The music resumed, blending perfectly with the cheers and vela's walk. Amon could see her face turn beet red.
He had long since noticed his mother was a shy woman, so he wasn't surprised by this.
The noise soon calmed down the moment they reached the stand.
Vela handed him to Seth as she quietly stepped to the side.
Seth smiled briefly, collected the child the turned to face everyone.
The songs and cheers had died down so his voice reached every corner of the room.
"today we are gathered here to celebrate a new member of the Adam family, my son, the child of the warlord."
A few people whistled while others let out screams of excitement as Seth continued speaking.
"today... We welcome amon into the Adam family!!!"
Finally the cheers erupted violently like a volcano and the music sounded louder than ever before.
'amon of the Adam family huh?' a slight chuckle escaped Amon's lips as he stared at the people dancing in joy.
He couldn't help the wide smile that spread accross his lips.
A few other had begun handing vela and Seth gifts celebrating the birth of the child.
Amon watched the widened smile on Seth's face and the sweet, graceful smile on vela's face.
'this happiness... Those smiles on my parents face... It's something I want to remain forever!'
Amon clenched his fist tightly, deciding internally to protect them with whatever strength he obtained as time progress.
'although they might not need my protection now,' he lamphooned internally.
...
Time passed gradually and amon felt his consciousness slowly return to him.
He didn't know ehen he fell asleep during the naming ceremony that his parents had to return him back to the room.
But he could tell it hadn't been long.
He could still hear the meritorious shouts of the crowd and the joyful music playing out.
'it seems the party will last overnight...' amon guessed internally.
'well then, what better time to form my celestial core than now?'
With a slow smirk he closed his eyes and shifted his attention to his illusory core that had begun forming...
Primordial energy surged into his body from the surroundings, entering into his veins and filling the core.
Amon watched as the fain illusory core was gradually solidifying, forming something substantial.
After that it continued in that manner and after what seemed like an eternity amon finally felt his celestial core begin to take shape.
A pale white object took shape and after a long time of striving, his core finally took form!
A smile graced Amon's lips and he could feel a mysterious energy circulating around the core.
The core now felt like an extention of his body.
Like a unique organ that he could check the state of any moment he wished.
Inside the core was a mysterious, transparent liquid.
Amon could feel that this mysterious liquid was special but he couldn't tell how special.
Just then, a line of glowing words materialised infront of him.
[Congratulations on embarking on the Primordial Path]