Alpha Reborn!

Despite this, the ceremony that was meant to favor the cultivators with the frost bloodline had worked in Mathew's favor, piquing Lady Rosaline's curiosity.

Why had the Moon Goddess bestowed such favor upon him? What was her intention? These were the questions that plagued Lady Rosaline's mind as she mulled over the enigma that was Mathew.

Lady Rosaline paused for a pregnant moment, taking the time to quell the ripples of concern in her heart.

"However," she continued, "I must warn you, Mathew. You possess a power that has never been seen before, and it may attract ill-intentioned individuals. Be wary of those who seek to exploit your unique abilities and lead you down the wrong path."

Lady Rosaline looked at Mathew with a mix of pity and caution, knowing all too well the dangers that came with possessing such incredible power.

Mathew flashed a disarming smile at Lady Rosaline, his voice dripping with sweetness.


"Thank you for your thoughtful words, Lady Rosaline. I greatly appreciate your cautionary advice. I understand the risks that come with my abilities, and I vow to use them for the betterment of society. I will never allow them to be used for evil purposes."

Although his words sounded noble on the surface, a darker undercurrent flowed beneath.

Mathew had his own agenda, one that didn't involve playing by the rules. He was determined to take down His Highness Evan, the Crown Prince of Frost, no matter the cost, all to save his mother.
Mathew knew that his actions might not be seen as righteous by some, but he was willing to do whatever it took to protect the one he loved.

pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ She was the only family he had left in this world, and he was willing to risk everything to keep her alive, even if that meant betraying the Main Family and sowing discord in the Imperial Frost Clan.

Mathew also knew that his actions could have dire consequences if he failed to strip Evan of his position, but he was willing to take that risk for his family's sake.

Lady Rosaline nodded approvingly at his words.

"I look forward to seeing what you can achieve in the future," she said, her voice filled with both admiration and caution.

As Mathew observed her falling for his facade of innocence, a twisted sense of satisfaction crept over him. He knew he wasn't a virtuous person, for he always believed that the end justifies the means. To achieve his objectives, he was willing to dive into the murky depths of deceit and do whatever it took, no matter how unsavory it may be.

If Evan had known what Mathew was thinking, he would have heaved a heavy sigh of resignation.

The innocent child was oblivious to the fact that he was being used as a mere pawn in Nicholas's grand scheme.

To make matters worse, Mathew would now be more frequently utilized in Nicholas's nefarious schemes since he had become a major figurehead with the potential to replace Evan as the Crown Prince of the Imperial Frost Clan, all thanks to the rare Special-type Soul Plate he had awakened. Such a priceless treasure was an indispensable requirement for anyone seeking to claim Evan's esteemed position.

All eyes were fixed on Evan, who was still in the midst of his awakening. The onlookers were filled with eager anticipation, wondering how he would benefit from the Awakening Ritual.

"What kind of soul plate will he awaken?" they whispered among themselves. "Will it be as powerful as Mathew's, or will it be inferior to Jack's? Or will he fail to awaken one?"

The tension in the air was palpable, and everyone held their breath, waiting with bated breath to see what would happen next.

Evan's fingers quivered as he devoured one rune after another, each one setting his entire being ablaze with a fierce energy. The air around him crackled with electricity as his body hummed with power.

As he savored the rush, a daring thought sparked in his mind. "What if my vision is wrong, and I unlock a unique soul plate?" he mused to himself. "Then not only will I prove my worth to all, but I'll also have unfettered access to the clan's vast resources. But if I end up awakening a control-type soul plate, I will have to immediately start the brutal inheritance war."

Evan's thoughts churned with a heady mix of anticipation and anxiety while his heart hammered with a jittery excitement that threatened to burst from his chest. He knew that the type of soul plate he would awaken would determine his fate in his clan and also his future actions.

He focused every fiber of his being on the task at hand: awakening his soul plate.

When he consumed the 25th of the 50 runes in his body, a blinding light surged out of him and filled the room, so bright that it seemed to pierce through the very fabric of reality itself, the light was so intense that everyone present in the room was instantly blinded by it.

[Ding! Congratulations, Player Evan! You have awakened a Soul Plate using only 25 divine awakening runes. Your Class has been updated!]

[The remaining runes have been distributed among your basic stats. Your DEX and AGT have increased to 57 points, and your STR, Con, and STA have increased to 60 points]

Evan's mind was jarred by the jarring ring of the system's notification.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of soul plate he had awakened. Was it the same one he had seen in his vision, or was it different?

The blinding light had left him temporarily blinded, and unlike Mathew and Jack, he hadn't received any information about the soul plate he had awoken. Thus, he was in the dark about what it did.

The intense light surging out of his body dissipated after a few moments, and the onlookers saw a strange object hovering above his head.

It was a Soul Plate, speckled with white and surrounded by a radiant white halo.