The Eternal Family

"Mind, use world of the mind ability, give birth to an avatar..." Harry thought of these things as he calmly sat there on the lotus position, with closed eyes.

His mind grew serene as the constant lustful attraction he had when looking at his relatives calmed down...

He had been taking some really stupid decisions these days, Harry introspected:

For one, the whole thing with the clone, mother's current situation, and even his current state, it could all have been done much better.

His head was being affected by lust even before he knew about the 'Three Tribulations', Sure. But that doesn't give a reason enough for those two blunders,

Either two could have cost him his, and his loved ones' life!

It was no passing matter.

But with mistakes, as they often do, he also learned lessons; For one, all Gifts were not there waiting to be absorbed, some gifts were thorny roses, and he has to be careful when he plucks them.

Careful whether an Eternal was snooping around it was just the start and biggest possible problem, thinking of it now; there were many possible problems with just going around and fucking his step-sisters, step-mothers, and aunts while absorbing abilities.

For example, What if the ability in itself was a passive one, which he was incapable of turning off, and it is more of a disadvantage than an advantage?

That would be bad.

Really bad.

So he decided to always do some research before fucking members of his family, after all, they were the only ones he can absorb abilities from.

And in this aspect, [Self-Inspection] should come in handy once it reached Stage 3, as then it will allow him to see others' capability.

Then he had another thought, 'I had been far too unfocused after [Lustful Absorbtion] got evolved to stage 1.'

Now that he was thinking clearly,

He had even missed one particularly important thing. One of [Lustful Absorbtion]'s obvious add-ons was Self-control, an enhanced capability of controlling his lust. But once he unlocked it, he lost his control instead. And so...

Harry breathed out, "So Tribulations and abilities don't have the same source?" He asked aloud, to himself rather than to anybody else.

Verma blinked, exited, she muttered, "Another Enlightenment?"

'So tribulations don't come from myself or my abilities...is it some kind of outside influence, like some heavenly will from those novels? Some eternal playing hide and seek? But it is too passive for such a massive entity...'

Not reaching anywhere, his thoughts started to wander again and again, finding one fault in himself after another,

Was I that idiotic? He wondered frustratedly, He had such an overpowered system, an extremely unique Gift, and such great origins.

He was an obvious choice for someone to stand at the top, but why was it still so hard?

Even as Ace, a normal human, it was so easy to rule the world...Why was it so round here that he was only circling in one part even now?

His frustration peaked when he suddenly realized the Mind Avatar hadn't even been born yet, suddenly filled with lust out of nowhere, he closed his eyelids tighter,

A painful yet pleasuring sensation erupted on his forehead, He opened his eyes, He didn't feel much different, but also felt something had changed,

"Give me a book or some complex writing, Verma," He said without even looking whether Verma was still there,

Verma smiled and put the book she had made her underlings bring just seconds ago in his hands, he nodded with a slight smile and opened the book,

It was the 'Basics of Gifts: a guide to the final stage.' written by: Mad Hooligan, Second generation Headmaster of Heavenly Gift Academy.

Opening the aged pages of the book, Harry could hear the gentle rustling of paper as he turned each page. The sound evoked a sense of reverence for knowledge as if the words themselves held a power that transcended the mere ink on the page.

Each page held a man's heartfelt wish to make others understand and do something more than they were meant to be,

He gulped as he stopped reading and skipped the book to the last page, and read his last sentence, he believed the man at least deserved that much respect,

He was teaching him the path to power after all.

"Gifts are the clutch on the hands of a legless man, Stages are the path they need to tread, Awakening is the destination." Hooligan.

A slightly cold sensation briefly flickered in his forehead, like an utterly cold iron nail had been hammered into his brain, but it vanished as soon as it came, so he didn't feel much pain.

ραndαsnοvεl.cοm So he blinked, he felt nothing different,

He didn't even feel like his head had just been added with a 100-page book worthy of details.

So he thought about the content mentioned in the book, The five stages of Gifts, and immediately, he could feel the difference,

He had a more profound understanding of the path, No, that was an understatement,

He had another enlightenment.

The path to Awakening doesn't matter, How he reached one stage from another didn't matter,

As long as somehow you reached the next stage, the gift's uses will slowly reveal themselves,

You just have to prove yourself worthy of its potential.

He sighed, "This person sure is formidable Verma, his thoughts on the Gifts are so deep-seated, I feel ashamed to call myself his rival."

"He was your Rival when you too were like...at his level after all," Verma said, rather nonchalantly, this was just a beginner book, he hadn't even read all the truly insightful ones yet.

And she didn't believe he could just understand every detail in a book in just seconds even if the information was already inside him,

"The knowledge should only show its prowess gradually as situations arise where the knowledge is helpful Harry," Verma said, getting his attention, she continued, "A book is not just words Harry, but something more...You only have the words now, it lacks a soul, you underestimate the power of knowledge tok much."

"That's true..." Harry nodded, burning that thought to a part of his mind.

And then said, Standing up and stretching his body, "This birth of the Mind Avatar sure is rather lukewarm, I don't even feel the difference much..." Harry said, with a disappointed tone. He had expected to birth an avatar in a mindscape of himself; where there must be some colorful things defining his personality or something.

Verma chuckled and conjured a mirror using Wood in thin air, The cracking of wood resounded as Harry's reflection looked at him,

Harry blinked as he looked back at it, at the center of his forehead was a vertical slit,

Like a closed third eye, No, it was a closed third eye...

"A Third Eye?!" He exclaimed