The ceremony over we waited in the the little anti-chamber where I had been waiting before the ceremony begun, as discussed before hand. The Shinigami from before, escorted by Yuguchi, walked in and nodded at us.
"Before I do this I will remind you, that once I've done this Hades you will for ever be a conscious Shard, meaning that you will be aware of everything and remember all your lives from this moment forward, plus the ability of the Dark Mirror will be lost to anyone but your host."
"I Understand this, but I believe Demon Kind will be better for it." As he spoke his rune appeared as always, but it felt different from before.
Before when ever he spoke, it felt like the weight of a thousand suns sat on my chest. I could feel his sheer Divine Level might crushing me, I'd gotten used to it but his very voice seemed to rattle my bones and tire me out. Now when he spoke it was no different from when I spoke.
"And to you Mr. and Mrs. Vandale, your first Child will be set to inherit the Shard when Galen dies, to keep into the laws of Ancestral-Magic. Meaning that until you die he will be without an Ancestral-magic of his own, although which ever other magic was not passed on to your Coven will be inherited by your second born son and onwards."
We both nodded Sammy speaking "We understand the risks and accept them with all our heart."
With that the Shinigami nodded, closing his eyes he reached out, his hand emanating violet coloured smoke. The smoke reached out and connected to my chest, as it did I could feel it, I was currently connected to the Great-Creator himself. In that moment it was awe inspiring, I was connected to the infinite majesty of the universe, while at the same time I was impossibly finite. I was everywhere and yet no where at the same time. If it wasn't for Valimus' strength I probably would have blacked out from the sheer power of it.
"I am your humble servant Balansufirudo," The Shinigami begun to speak, his voice wasn't like it was before however, now his voice sounded like there were thousands of voices speaking, and yet it was just him speaking. "Take this soul Valimus Hades, bless him with some of your strength, give him form without form, so that he can serve you in this life and the next."
As the words left his lips I heard what could only be described as a cracking sound, similar to that of slowly cracking ice, I looked to my hand where Valimus' rune once sat, now slowly growing from my hand was a small crystal dome similar to that with Drago bore, but instead it was made of black crystal with Valimus' rune sitting at it's heart. Once the crystal had fully formed the smoke disappeared and I fell to the floor, drained as all hell.
"It is done, he is for now and ever more a whole shard with an Arch Power level. My services here are done. I shall bid you fare well." He spoke opening his portal.
"No please stay for our reception," I panted as Sammy helped me to my feet. "It is the least I could do considering you just saved my life. It is small payment for such a debt but..."
"Young master Galen, it is my honour and ample payment, I merely did my duty."
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With that done we were currently sitting at our reception, so far it was going very well. It was your typical formal dinner, which I was quickly learning I hated. But I'd tolerate the formality it was after all our wedding day and I wouldn't disappoint. We were currently going for what had to be at least an hour long speech from Raphael, I had been tuning most of it out, tradition was tradition however and I swallowed down my discomfort. My daze was broken however when I heard a yell from the back of the tent.
The yell was coming from Profundus, who had just arrived at our reception. He, and the rest of his coven, were currently dressed in his full body armour, weapons and shields in hands. In the case of Profundus he his families signature weapon in the other. A bladed halberd to be exact, the shaft of the weapon was carved out of Source Tree wood, with intricate patterns akin to flames carved into its surface and filled with pure silver. The blade head of the weapon was forged of Darkstar and blessed with the same spells which would be on a Tainted-Blade.
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