Chapter 2 — Twins of Heaven and Abyss
The storm did not stop.
Thunder continued to tear through the sky, as if the heavens themselves were restless… unwilling to accept what was about to happen.
Inside the dimly lit room, Lady Yin's screams grew weaker.
Her body had reached its limit.
Yet something inside her… refused to let go.
"Push! Just one more time!"
"We can see the child—don't stop!"
"Hurry, her pulse is dropping!"
The air inside the room had changed.
It was no longer just tense—
…it was suffocating.
A cold presence lingered in every corner, creeping along the walls like an unseen shadow.
Even the experienced healer felt it.
Her hands trembled slightly.
"…Something is wrong."
"What do you mean wrong?! Focus!"
Another scream escaped Lady Yin's lips—
And then—
Silence.
For a brief moment…
everything stopped.
Then—
A cry.
A newborn's cry echoed through the room.
"The child is born!"
Relief flooded the room.
But before anyone could react—
the temperature dropped.
Suddenly.
Violently.
The shadows stretched.
The flames dimmed.
And then—
another cry.
"…W-wait."
The healer froze.
"There's… another one."
"Twins…?"
The second child was born moments later.
The first child cried loudly—
warm… alive.
The second…
was silent.
Too silent.
The moment the healer touched him—
her body froze.
Cold.
Not normal cold—
but something deeper.
"…This…"
She couldn't finish.
At that moment—
the door opened.
The clan leader, Xuan Tanuan, entered.
Behind him followed his son, Xuan Tang.
Without hesitation, Tanuan stepped forward and picked up the first child.
He observed him for a moment—
and his expression turned cold.
"This… is just a normal child. No—"
"—even below normal. Nothing but useless trash."
Silence filled the room.
Xuan Tang stepped forward and picked up the second child.
The moment he touched him—
his body stiffened.
"This child… there is power inside him… a kind of power that is hard to understand. Father… I feel something strange."
Xuan Tanuan turned toward him.
For a moment—
even he paused.
Then—
his lips slowly curved.
"You are right… it is hard to understand."
"Because this… is the power of the Bloody God Bloodline."
The elders gasped.
"Our next god… has been born."
Excitement spread instantly.
Greed.
Pride.
Madness.
Xuan Tang hesitated.
"Father… what about the other child? And Yi'r… her breathing is getting weaker. Will she be alright?"
Tanuan waved his hand dismissively.
"You worry too much. She will live."
His gaze shifted toward the unwanted child.
"As for that one… I don't care. Raise him if you want… or let him die."
Those words echoed like a silent judgment.
The elders stepped forward.
"Clan Leader, leave that child to the servants."
"Yes, today is a day of celebration."
"We should focus on the bloodline child."
Tanuan nodded.
"Spread the news across the continent."
"The Xuan Clan has given birth to a god."
A pause.
"His name will be… Tian."
"Xuan Tian."
The elders bowed.
"Yes, Clan Leader!"
Outside, the storm roared louder.
Inside…
the first child was taken away by servants.
No name.
No blessing.
As he was carried through the dark corridor—
his eyes slowly opened.
Pitch black.
Endless.
For a brief moment—
the shadows moved toward him.
As if responding.
But no one noticed.
Because all attention remained on—
Xuan Tian.
Meanwhile… in the Inghe Clan
Far away, within a grand and peaceful palace—
something strange was happening… silently.
Unlike the chaos of the Xuan Clan—
this place was filled with calm.
Balanced.
Warm.
But that calm…
was slowly changing.
A soft blue light began to spread across the palace.
At first, it was gentle—
almost unnoticeable.
Then suddenly—
it grew stronger.
Inside the chamber—
the child of the Inghe Clan leader's bloodline was born.
The moment he opened his eyes—
they shone with a pure, radiant blue.
His hair—
white as untouched snow.
At first glance…
he did not look like a human child.
But like something divine.
Like an angel…
a being even greater than the gods themselves.
A presence that felt as if it could control
the very light of the entire universe.
The air trembled softly.
Not from fear—
but from reverence.
At that exact same moment—
far away in the Xuan Clan—
a deep, endless darkness spread silently.
Cold.
Heavy.
Oppressive.
The complete opposite of that light.
Light and darkness—
stood against each other.
Even before the children could understand the world…
their powers had already begun to oppose.
As if fate itself had drawn a line between them.
Two children.
Two bloodlines.
One born of absolute light.
One born of endless darkness.
And somewhere beyond the heavens—
something watched in silence.
Because this time…
it was not just a birth.
It was the beginning—
of a clash that could shake
the entire universe.