Everyone Else Has a System

What basically happened was… his son wasn't dead. He was saved by another person, but that came with a price, he had to give up his freedom. It was a small contract that changed the future of an entire race.

Arice's son was alive, and it was only later in his life, he found out about it. For the first time, he heard about it, he didn't believe it, but when he heard that again, from a more reliable source, he decided to check it out.

It took him about half a year to finally meet the person who held the life of his son. Arice was angry, yet grateful.

Grateful because it was this person who helped out his son, saved him from death and provided Arice with a hope that all is not lost. Angry because his son's life was in someone else's hands.

When meeting that person, Arice wasn't there as a warrior or as a Lyrica but as a father who wanted to save his son. He wasn't here to kill someone but to bargain for his son's life.

"I want you to do something for me," the man who held Arice's son as hostage spoke with a slightly serious voice, as if he were recalling someone.

It was an arduous task, a task that a normal being couldn't dream of doing. It was to kill the King of Lyrica with a blood stained blade. Collect the King's blood using that blade and return with it.

But Arice, the Song Dancer, accepted it without any hesitation and set on the journey to kill his own King. There was no malice in his eyes, nor was there any vengeance… it was purely out of hope and desperation that killing the King would save his son. In fact, if asked for, Arice would have killed the entire race, Lyrica, with his own two hands… that's how much he loved his son.

…

"And then… what happened next?" asked Variel as he looked at me and I made a sad smile before speaking,"While Arice killed the King, he too died in the process. The whole Kingdom was destroyed by a single man… it was a really sad sight to witness." "What about the son?" asked Cristine, and I recalled before speaking,"he had been dead long before the deal was even made. That man who made the deal manipulated Arice into doing whatever he wanted… he had killed the son a long time ago, in fact, that man had saved Arice's son before, all because he could strike that particular deal with him on that fateful day, that was to kill the Lyrica King."

"You are telling as if that man knew that Arice would become a Song Dancer," spoke the Head Librarian, and I nodded as I thought,

'That guy is The Seer, Balladeer of the High Elves. Of course I know him… it was a pain to kill him as well.'

"He had an ability related to that," I spoke and then Eliza spoke,"you didn't tell how you met Arice and also about how you know about that race."

"I was… well, let's say I had met Arice after he died… also his son, because of a certain incident that allowed me to meet the dead. As for knowing about the Lyrica, I learnt it from them as well," I spoke as I recalled whatever happened.

Though it made everyone look at me as if I said the stupidest thing ever… everyone except the High Librarian who spoke, who was shocked to her core…

"Tell me the name of the place…" she asked, and I sighed before speaking,"the Netherworld."

Which made her narrow her eyes, before speaking,"who… are you? How did you manage to enter that place… and more importantly, how did you escape that place?"

'Escape? No… the beings there made sure I left that place… but that is a different thing,' I thought as I spoke,"Everyone has a couple of secrets, don't they?"

"Your couple of secrets doesn't seem really small to me, though," spoke Cristine as she stood up and stretched a little before speaking to the Head Librarian,"it seems like the story is over. Can you put the veil down?"

"I want you to do something," the Head Librarian spoke as she looked at me and I chuckled a little before turning at her and speaking,"poor choice of words."

The veil disappeared as Cristine easily tore it down, and both Eliza and Cristine started walking outside. I looked at Clair and said,"Let's meet later, shall we? Take care, Clair," and then began walking outside before speaking to Variel and Gloria,"let's go. It was a nice break."

Variel and Gloria, dumbfounded, looked at me before walking beside me. As for the Head Librarian,

"[Gate of Oblivion]" she chanted, blocking the exit of the hallway and I simply walked towards it and observed it for a brief moment and then spoke,"Variel, attack the point I am showing you."

I created an illusion magic which only Variel can see, and watching the red shining dots on the black gate, she nodded before hitting it with her lasso. It didn't take much effort, and the gate came crashing down to tiny pieces and I turned at the dumbfounded yet scared Head Librarian.

"If you want to see your other child… you still have to wait for another year or so… though I wonder how you will react at that time."

After that I just moved out from there as I finally recalled who was the Head Librarian.

During my travels after the Second Cataclysm, there was a certain woman, Erica, who specialised in magic related to walls and chains.

Though, it wasn't the Head Librarian… it was the other child of hers who stole her mother, Amina's System, using a cursed technique. Looks like I found another piece of critical information on this visit… nice.

I then took another step outside the Library and…

[Hey! Welcome back! Thought you would be missing us, so called you up]

Amon's screen came in front of me, signifying that I was back in the White Dimension.