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"Young Master Claude, are you awake?" a soft voice called from behind the door.

"What is it, Kylan?" a question replied from the inside of the veiled room.

"Your father calls for you presence, Young Master Claude. The feast begins soon and you are expected to arrive early before the guests do."

If Kylan was surprised with how the boy has known of his name, his response did not show any hint of it whatsoever.

His voice was ever stoic that aptly embodied his years of experience as Leader of the Guards that was primarily task to safeguard the first born son of the Clan Leader.

"Okay." Pepe answered briefly. He knew that the man will have to wait outside and would escort him to the halls of the event himself so there was no point sending him away as it was.

This occasion indeed brought about extreme joy to most especially to his family but it did not follow that everyone was happy. Some were alarmed and a select few burned with hate even more.

But this was no longer a concern for Pepe.

It seemed that when one knew everything and the uncertainty of harm was cut off entirely, life becomes a whole lot duller than initially imagined.

But nevertheless, it was an insignificant detail that could never bore him out completely of his current godly gifts. Life has just began and he was going to taste all the fruits of these earths, both forbidden and not.

"Wake up, Madeline." Pepe shook the sleeping woman beside him. She was delicious to the eyes and his sleeping tiger awoke once more with just a single glance at his first conquest.

No matter how many women Pepe would win after tonight, Madeline would forever remain special in his heart. After all, there can only be a solitary first in any number.

"Hmmmm..."

"Young Master Claude?" Madeline murmured as she was fighting the urge to close her eyes once again.

Her mind clouded with the sweet aftertaste of the unforgettable tryst earlier and the dreams that had called her sleep was even a sweeter than reality.

It brought about an ilusion of her and Claude rearing their kids happily and spending the rest of their lives together.

And same as the last, these fantasies were not lost on the uncanny perception that was added at will on Pepe.

"We have to go now, Madeline. My father awaits." he added after the woman's eyes cleared from the fog of her sleep.

"NOOOOOOOOO!"

"YOUNG MASTER CLAUDE!"

"WE HAVE TO HURRY!" the n.a.k.e.d lady panicked and stood up from the bed without care of her nudity. She sought for her discarded dress and ran away without even looking back at the sole audience behind her.

"BANG!" the doors were opened and shut, only to bring a loud yelp afterward. There was surprise and a momentary pause but Pepe witnessed what happened clearly enough.

Of a man inspecting the goods with wide eyes and a woman trying her hardest to hide her delicate skin from his prying eyes while continuing to seek the comforts of her own room.

The funny scene lasted for perhaps more or less seven breaths before Madeline succeeded in her task.

"She looks good, doesn't she?" Pepe asked.

"Your maidservant Madeline is the best i've seen, Young Master Claude!" Kylan stilled for a moment or two before finally delivering an honest answer.

When in doubt, he has always chosen to stay true to his nature. It hasn't failed him so far and he reckoned it would not bring him dire returns in this instance also.

"You have keen eyes, Kylan. And a more stalwart heart in you. Thank you for your loyal service to both my family and me."

Two men conversed against the divide of one door but the meaning behind their words diminished not with that fact.

"It is my life's honor to serve the Tiberius Family, Young Master Claude! Even if i die, i shall return to be a mad ghost to haunt the enemies of our Clan!"

Kylan replied firmly and his years of training and care by the Family echoed with his words.

"Good." Pepe nodded once and then there was silence. With a thought, the smell of s.e.x scattered away from his body. His form rose a breath later and the cabinets opened up to bring the best robes for the occasion.

Myriad colors dr.a.p.ed before his eyes as he inspected each of the expensive garments. In the end, he chose the shade of gold for himself.

This was the thing that he lacked the most in his past life and the obsession with material things has not been lost even at this moment.

The affirmation calmed Pepe as he realized that even with all the power in this universe at his beck and call, that he was still the same nerd of the past. The thought pleased Pepe more than he realized it would.

"YOUNG MASTER CLAUDE! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" Madeline called frantically to hide her flushed cheeks. She passed the lone guard outside the room of her young master and has outright ignored the man.

The shameful blunder was still fresh on her mind and she could not believe that two men had already seen her n.a.k.e.d body in the span of a single day. Madeline only hoped that there will never be a next time.

She was only out for about five minutes and believed that they would be on the way after another five.

"BOINK!" Madeline opened the double doors of the room and what she saw astounded her.

"You're all dressed up and ready, Young Master Claude?" she could not believe her eyes at all.

Perhaps Madeline got used to doing this particular chore herself that she had forgotten that Claude was well and good already. A state very different from this exact time yesterday.

"This is but a simple task, Madeline. I'll be doing more of this by myself from now on." Pepe said to his faithful caretaker.

"I see. I'm happy that you're finally okay, Young Master Claude!"

Madeline knew that there would be drastic changes from tonight onwards and this was but the start of the many things that her young master would have to do alone.

She felt relief from the burden of her responsibilities. But other than that, it was surprising for a different feeling to bloom inside her heart. A sense of loss and abandonment.

There will come a time when she would get over this uncharacteristic emotion for a simple maidservant but she guessed that that won't be happening anytime soon.

"So do i, Madeline. So do i." Pepe said and started walking towards the woman. His steps took him mere inches from Madeline and granted a grateful smile to his first lover before saying,

"Come now, Madeline. The future awaits us." The cryptic words lost their meaning as the thin yet handsome boy that had only seen 18 winters to date, passed by the dazed Madeline.

His walk was firm and commanding like a king that blessed every land on his dominion with his mere presence.

"Young Master Claude!" Kylan saluted outside while he mirrored and took pride in the elegant stance of the boy before him.

"Lead the way, Kylan." Pepe instructed and a few breaths later, the luxurious chambers was left desolated once again.

"Look at him!"

"That's Young Master Claude!"

"So handsome and regal!"

"Is he really okay now?"

"I heard he's been cured earlier today."

"WHAT?! THE FOOL IS CURED?!"

"Lower you voice, you moron! I don't want to lose my head together with an empty brain like you!" The people of the household whispered amongst themselves.

Not only were the servants mused among their kind but also the higher ups of the Tiberius Family.

This gathering would have significant repercussions to both the clan's inner influences and to the outside reins of power as well.

But unbeknownst to them, the object of their ridicule and praise remained unaffected to their judgments.

Pepe walked the silent hallways with his eyes up front, piercing the colorful illumination around with no care whatsoever.

His face passive with no emotion or joy as he was escorted by two dozen able guards that had accompanied him since the day of his birth.

They passed by the hushed mutterings of non important personnel until at last they reached the end of their short trek.

"Claude! Come here, my son!" Thomas beckoned and his voice was filled with nothing but gladness. There was expectation within it and he even stood from the big throne he perched upon to meet his son with open arms.

"Did you rest well, Claude?" Thomas asked after a brief hug between father and son.

"I had a great nap, father. Thank you." Pepe looked around before he added,

"Are the guests still not here yet?" he said in a voice that held both boredom and ease with the thought of a big audience that would come especially for him.

"They'll be here any moment, Claude. Why don't you sit beside me and i'll introduce you to the Elders of the Family." Thomas smiled warmly. The drastic change in attitude shown by his son hasn't burdened him a bit.

This was the air of a ruler. One that Claude will have to learn soon enough if he ever wanted to inherit the strings of power from his hand.

"Okay, father." Pepe nodded once and was led unto the group of aged men and women beside his father's majestic throne. He was an orphan back on Earth and did not even know, much less meet his parents before.

But after he had gained his current power, it did not even take him half a breath to know the truth of the matter. His real father was the worst sc.u.m of all as he had molested his mother.

The typical innocent girl who was invited to a party in her classmate's home. Drugged and used, left in disgrace, shame and self pity. And nine months later and then there was Pepe.

Unfortunately, he too was left alone as a babe in front of a church. And from that moment on, Pepe has lived for 60 long years of unsuccessful life on his own.

Thus, this was the first time he had called somebody as his father. Though it was an unfamiliar phrase but that hasn't diminished the happiness it brought to his soul.

Someone who loved him unconditionally was a rarity that Pepe has not even experienced in the years before this. And this fact surfaced once more after he had met and exchanged greetings with the Elders.

"Why don't i see mother around, father?" Pepe started.

"Where is she?" he asked.

"What about her, Claude? An insignificant woman like her doesn't belong in here." Thomas answered.

His brows raised for the first time that hinted of his disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e on the topic but Pepe ignored the unfeeling words of his old man.

"She may be unimportant to you but that doesn't mean that i feel the same way you do, father." Pepe emphasized the last word out and looked at the man beside him.

The two were the only ones who sat in the center of the huge dome intended for the reception of this auspicious event. The others all stood and even the Elders has not graced the chairs with their hoary asses.

Along the audience was of course Pepe's siblings and their respective lovely mothers. A boy who was a year younger than him looked particularly venomous towards his way.

The boy's hate was so obvious that most of Pepe's younger brothers and sisters looked at the two of them with amus.e.m.e.nt in their eyes.

It was apparent that they were waiting for a good show to watch later on but they did not expect that it would happen this soon.

"Is he the one who's going to lead the Clan after you, father? A mama's boy! Heh!" the boy who was burning with hate ridiculed openly.

"Don't speak out of turn, Jared! Apologize at once!" a delicious lady who looked in her prime, not a day after 18, scolded her son.

"I'm sorry for Jared's sudden outburst, husband." the lady looked at Thomas and smiled sweetly at the man. She then faced her son once more and commanded in an ever louder voice.

"JARED. APOLOGIZE. AT. ONCE!"

"BANG!" the temperature rose and her form was embraced by the tint of crimson. A scattering wave of air rolled from her body and the unseen energy rippled out to all directions.

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