I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

“The other kingdoms—your Ares Kingdom, the Hades Empire, all of them—they live in ignorance! They think Grand Mage is the peak of power! They think this world is all that exists! They have no idea that there are beings out there who could erase their entire civilization without even noticing!”

Skreek’s tail was thrashing wildly now.

“And THAT is why we isolate ourselves, Sir!”

His voice lowered dramatically, and he walked closer to them.

“Because one of those Gods has turned his eyes to us.”

Julian’s heart raced. Apprentice of Death, he thought to himself, his mind immediately jumping to the being who had killed him. So he really is here. Still here.

For the first time since their conversation began, Skreek noticed a change in Julian’s expression. The crocodile-man smiled, recognizing that he had finally struck a nerve.

He continued:

“Some say a strange person has taken over the kingdom recently. Others claim this person was already here centuries ago. Nobody knows for certain which is true.”

Julian forced his voice to remain calm. “But what would a God need in a mortal realm? What could we possibly have that would interest such a being?”

Skreek shrugged in an exaggerated manner.

“Who knows, Sir? Who could possibly understand the desires and plans of beings so far above us? We are like ants trying to comprehend the thoughts of humans. It’s simply beyond our capacity.”

He paused as if waiting for something.

Julian recognized the look immediately. He smiled slightly, then reached into his pocket and pulled out another pouch of coins. But this time, he didn’t hand it over immediately. Instead, he held it in one hand, letting it dangle tantalizingly.

Skreek’s tongue flicked out unconsciously, wetting his lips. His yellow eyes locked onto the pouch with undisguised hunger.

“Well, well, wellll!” His squeaky voice rose. “Haha! Of course! Of course Skreek knows more! Skreek always knows more!”

He rubbed his hands together, his earlier ramblings about ants and humans completely forgotten in the face of more financial motivations.

“You want to know the REAL reason, don’t you, Sir? The actual truth behind everything?” Skreek leaned forward eagerly.

“Do you know the reason why elves, beastmen, orcs, and many other weird and strange creatures are born ONLY in Hermes Kingdom? Why no other nation in this world has such diversity of species?”

Julian shook his head slowly. He genuinely did not know this. In his first life, he had never questioned why the Hermes Kingdom was rumored to be different, why travelers spoke of non-human species existing within its borders. It had simply been accepted as fact.

Skreek’s smile widened, showing his sharp teeth.

“It’s because of the Fragment of Eternity.”

All four of them—Julian, Seraphine, Lyanna, and Cassandra—went completely still.

“Fragment of Eternity?” Lyanna said, her voice awed.

Skreek nodded vigorously, clearly pleased by their reaction.

“Yes, yes! Sounds extravagant, doesn’t it? Sounds like something from legends and myths!” His tail swished excitedly behind him. “But it’s even more extravagant than that, Sir! Even more significant than you can possibly imagine!”

He moved to one of his shelves and pulled down what appeared to be an extremely old scroll. He unrolled it carefully on the low table between them, revealing what looked like ancient script and diagrams.

“Everything in the universe has a beginning,” Skreek began, his voice taking on an almost reverent quality. “And that beginning came from a great, unending fire. A fire that existed before time, before space, before reality itself.”

He pointed to a symbol on the scroll—a flame surrounded by strange patterns.

“This fire was pure creation. It burned for an eternity—perhaps multiple eternities—until something changed. The fire obtained consciousness. It became aware. It began to think, to feel, to desire.”

Skreek paused for dramatic effect.

“And then it divided itself. The single consciousness split into three distinct beings. And these beings are known as the Primordial Gods.”

(Primordial Gods = Supreme beings)

Julian nodded. He knew of this. But he had never imagined he would encounter anything related to them so directly in mortal realm.

Skreek pointed to three symbols on the scroll, each one heavily detailed and glowing faintly with magic.

“The First Primordial—the God of Creation. From this being comes all creation, all birth, all new existence. Every world, every life, every possibility comes from this source.”

His claw moved to the second symbol.

“The Second Primordial—the God of Destruction. From this being comes all endings, all death. Every final moment flows from this source.”

And finally, to the third symbol.

“The Third Primordial—the God of Balance. From this being comes all stability, all harmony between creation and destruction. This one ensures the cosmos doesn’t tip too far in either direction.”

Julian leaned forward, his eyes sharp and focused. “So you mean to say the Fragment of Eternity is connected to these Primordial Gods?”

For the first time since they had entered his shop, Skreek frowned with frustration.

“Well, Sir… Skreek may be an information merchant, but even Skreek has limited information on these things.” He tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair. “The Primordial Gods are so far beyond mortal comprehension that most of what we ‘know’ is really just speculation and ancient legends.”

He paused, seeming to wrestle with whether to share something.

“But,” he continued slowly, “Skreek does have one trusted client who works in the royal capital of the kingdom. She has access to restricted archives, ancient texts that normal citizens never see. And she has come to a conclusion about the Fragment.”

“Oh?” Julian whispered, every fiber of his being focused on what Skreek was about to reveal. “Go on. Tell me.”

Skreek bowed slightly.

“Sure, Sir. But remember—Skreek is not one hundred percent guaranteed on this information. This is theory and Skreek cannot swear to its absolute truth.”

Julian nodded impatiently. “Go on.”

Skreek took a deep breath before speaking. “You know when Skreek said that the great fire split into three beings, yes? The three Primordial Gods?”

Julian nodded.

“But the thing is…” Skreek paused dramatically, his eyes fixed on Julian’s face. “There was a fourth fragment as well.”