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The First Store System

Chapter 575
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Chapter 575: A New Customer(1)

After the man left, Aakesh went back to his relaxation session since he couldn’t see any new customers.

One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed, and just like that, fifteen minutes had passed.

“CLICK! CLACK!”

“CLICK! CLACK!”

“CLICK! CLACK!”

The sound of heavy footsteps woke Aakesh up as he could sense them coming in his direction.

After opening his eyes, the identity of the being presented itself to Aakesh.

The being in front of Aakesh was around seven meters tall, while his width was five meters, giving the person a humongous look. It was a lady with her breasts even thicker than Aakesh’s thighs. As for why Aakesh noticed it, it was because the lady had them in the open. She had only worn clothes that hid the area below her waist, while above the waist, she was similar to Aakesh as they both were naked there.

Aakesh couldn’t help but get surprised, seeing the person since he recognized the race of the lady from the third eye below the regular pair of eyes.

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“Hello, store owner,” A voice loud enough to shake the sky rang in the area as the lady greeted Aakesh. It broke Aakesh out of his thought process since he didn’t multitask at that moment.

Aakesh didn’t mind the loud voice as he was aware that it was her regular tone.

The lady belonged to a hybrid of two races, belonging to the third dimension.

The first race was Triple-Eyed Demon, while the second specie was Ymir’s Giant.

Triple-Eyed Demon was a race exclusive to the third dimension. It belonged to the group of Demons spread across the Multiverse. The Triple-Eyed Demon wasn’t an ordinary race, but they were one of the top twenty races.

The specialty of the race was as its name suggested. They had three eyes, a regular pair of eyes below the eyebrows, while the third one was an inch below the two eyes.

The other race, Ymir’s Giant, was an even more powerful race. It belonged to the group of giants, but in particular, Ymir’s Giant led the group of giants.

Ymir’s Giants were the direct descendants of the first-ever giant created by the Deva, Ymir, so it was the mightiest giant of all.

Ymir’s Giant was a race that was two ranks higher than the Triple-Eyed Demon, with the latter being twentieth-ranked and the former being eighteenth ranked.

Since both the races were one of the top twenty races in the third dimension, the hybrid from that race couldn’t be termed weak.

Hence Aakesh got surprised by seeing a hybrid from these two races in his store since it was only in the Primal dimension, and both the primogenitor races were exclusive to the third dimension.

Aakesh masked his surprise straight away since he had even seen an Angel descending in the Primal dimension, so a hybrid wasn’t any rare than that.

Aakesh nodded in response to the lady’s greetings.

“Why do I sense danger from your store?” The lady suddenly asked as she looked around her.

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Dotta, being a hybrid from two of the top twenty races, was a famous figure in the parts of the third dimension where the two races were known.

Dotta’s father belonged to the Triple-Eyed Demon race, while her mother was from the Ymir’s Giant.

Her parent’s identities weren’t simple in the races. The father was the next head of the Triple-Eyed Demon race, while her mother was the current head of the Ymir’s Giants.

It wasn’t a marriage out of love, but it was purely political.

Around three million years ago, the mother had just gotten crowned as the 7,865,735,846,847,987th head of the race.

(A/N: It’s the years according to the third dimension, not the Primal one since we are talking about those members here.)

The Ymir’s Giant race had a tradition. Whenever a new head would take their position, they would first pray to the statue of Ymir for three thousand years continuously.

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At the end of the prayers, the head would get a number in their head.

The number would decide the number of years they would rule over the race.

The number was both a protection talisman as well as a warning. During the years of rule, according to the number, no member of any race would attempt to kill the head of the Ymir’s Giant unless there was a major war with the race. The inhabitants did it out of respect for Ymir, one of the Devas.

Similarly, it was a warning. If any head dared to rule even a second more than the prescribed time, they would have terrible curses on them, making their lives hell as they slowly lost their life.

The shortest rule for a head had been three seconds, while the highest had been seventy Epochs.

When Dotta’s mother had completed her prayer of three thousand years to Ymir, she had also gotten a number in her head.

It was one hundred and eight Epochs, allowing her to become the longest-reigning head of the Ymir’s Giants. With the number, Dotta’s mother got another thing.

It was a prophecy related to her future child and also the future of the Ymir’s Giants.

To fulfill that prophecy, Dotta’s mother had married Dotta’s father, keeping it entirely political as any romantic feelings between the head of a race with one of the members of the lower-ranked race could turn disastrous for the Ymir’s Giants.

Dotta’s father wasn’t willing to be a carrier of the child for the head of the Ymir’s Giants, but he had no choice since the treasures offered by Dotta’s mother were too many and valuable to refuse for the Triple-Eyed Demons.

What the contents of the prophecy said was only known to Dotta’s mother as she had never uttered any word related to it to anyone, not even the heads of the race before her.

After sleeping for only one day, Dotta’s mother got pregnant. But unfortunately, Dotta’s father lost all his energy at that moment and died on top of Dotta’s mother.

(A/N: Is this para cruel or funny? I feel both expressions whenever I read this paragraph. I could have written half a chapter in the time I wasted reading this paragraph again and again!)

Dotta’s mother carried Dotta for two million years in her womb, only to lose half her cultivation at Dotta’s birth.