To protect her now I need to get stronger more powerful and we all know ,Knowledge is power I should get started by collecting info of this worlds. but first I should learn their language
Language
Wait – how am I understanding them. zed now realized that till now he was speaking a different language. how do I know this language this doesn't make scene and why did I not realize it sooner.
but quickly discards it as many illogical things have happens to him and this wasn't that big to scratch his brains.
Zed exhaled deeply, then looked at the maid. "Take me to the library."
The maid hesitated. "But, Master Zed, your body"
"I'm fine," he said firmly.
He carefully shifted, reaching toward Aurora. With surprising ease, he lifted her sleeping form and gently placed her onto the bed.
She stirred slightly, mumbling something incomprehensible, but didn't wake up.
Zed pulled the blanket over her small frame, watching her for a moment.
Then, without another word, he turned to the maid.
"Let's go."
The library doors creaked open, and Zed stepped inside, his fire lamp casting a warm glow over the endless rows of bookshelves.
The scent of old parchment and polished wood filled the air, the towering shelves stacked with books that seemed untouched for years.
Sees books zed couldn't resist himself, he went a grabbed a book. and began to turn the pages and smelled it "haaa . I thought I would never smell this scent. everyone says the best smell comes from money but I know for a fact that book scent is better" zed things will making a smug face
Zed turned and sees the maid making a bit confused look . zed comes back to his composure and says " u can leave me here"
The maid hesitated, clearly torn between following his order and ensuring he didn't collapse from exhaustion.
"But, Master Zed—"
"I'll be fine," Zed cut her off, his tone leaving no room for argument.
The maid bowed slightly, sighed, and reluctantly left the library.
Now alone, Zed wandered through the aisles, running his fingers along the book spines. The dim firelight flickered, casting long shadows across the vast chamber.
And right now, he needed to understand everything about this world.
After scanning through several shelves, his eyes landed on a massive book.
The title gleamed under the dim firelight.
"Celestia: A Complete History."
Zed's lips quirked up. "This should do."
Gripping the massive tome—easily a thousand pages thick—he hauled it onto the nearest table with a dull thud. The weight of the book alone promised extensive knowledge.
Sliding into the chair, he flipped open the first page.
Then, his eyes widened slightly.
The words—intricate, foreign, yet somehow perfectly understandable—flowed smoothly in his mind.
Zed narrowed his eyes.
"I can read this…?"
Realization dawned on him. The deity hadn't just thrown him into another body; he had also granted him fluency in this world's language, both spoken and written.
A dry chuckle escaped his lips.
"Well, at least that voice did something useful."
Muttering to himself, he leaned back in his chair, adjusted the lamp's glow, and turned the page.
The book described the world as Celestia, a vast land divided into three great continents, four realms, and six major races.
But out of these six races, two were on the brink of extinction.
The Demon Race and the Dragon Race.
The reason?
The First Cataclysm.
Thousands of years ago, the Dark Lord had waged war against the Aryans. The Demons and Dragons had sided with him, becoming his most powerful allies.
But in the end… they lost.
As punishment, both races were hunted down, slaughtered to near extinction.
The Dragons, once considered the most powerful beings in Celestia, had vanished from history.
And those who had claimed to see them… never lived long enough to tell the tale. Many people don't even remember how they look. More then a race they are now considered a mystical beasts as there existence is a question
The Demons, on the other hand, were still out there.
Hiding , waiting .
Despised by all, they were seen as monsters, to be killed on sight.
The Continents & Races
The book detailed the three continents and the races that inhabited them:
Remora – The northernmost continent. Home to the Elves and Giants.
Pandora – The central continent. Dominated by the Human Race. Also, home to Forsaken Woods, where remnants of the Demon Race were rumored to be hiding.
Eldora – The southwestern continent. Home to Demi-Humans—beast men, fairies, and other humanoid creatures.
As for the Dragons?
Their whereabouts were unknown.
Or rather, no one who had found them had ever come back alive.
A deep silence filled the room, broken only by the crackling of the fire lamp.
Zed flipped to the section detailing the Human Race.
The book outlined how the human empire was divided into eighteen states, each ruled by one of six powerful noble families.
But these noble houses were not independent.
They all answered to one supreme authority the King.
Zed's eyes scanned the list of noble families, his breath steady until it suddenly hitched.
At the very top, engraved in bold, elegant script…
"House Ravenhart."
His family.
A strange sensation settled in his chest part intrigue, part unease.
Yet, the book barely scratched the surface. No detailed history, no record of achievements, no mention of their enemies or political influence.
"Tch. Useless."
If he wanted real information, he'd have to dig deeper.
Restless, Zed stood up and ran his fingers across the aged book spines, his sharp eyes scanning for something more valuable. After a few minutes, his hand brushed against a slim, leather-bound book.
The title read:
"Code of Aristocracy."
Only 50 to 60 pages.
"Not what I was looking for… but still interesting."
Carrying it back to the table, he placed it beside the history book and began flipping through its contents.
The book outlined the rigid structure, rules, and privileges of nobility:
Nobles held absolute authority over commoners within their territories.
Only the King could overrule a noble's decree.
Noble blood was sacred. Insulting or harming a noble, even accidentally, could result in execution.
Dueling was permitted among nobles, but only under strict conditions.
Treason was punished by total extermination of the bloodline.
Zed's fingers tightened around the pages.
"This world… runs on power and politics."
No matter how he looked at it, status meant everything.
After nearly an hour of reading, he shut the book and leaned back, exhaling deeply.
The lamp flickered, casting long, shifting shadows against the towering bookshelves.
Everything was starting to fall into place.
His family was among the strongest noble houses.
The King was the only authority above them.
And most importantly power dictated everything.
If he wanted to protect Aurora, if he wanted to ensure his family's survival…
He would have to become stronger.
Stronger than anyone else.
With a quiet sigh, Zed stacked the books, preparing to return them to their shelves. The soft glow of the fire lamp casting golden shadows along the rows of ancient bookshelves. The scent of old parchment and polished wood hung thick in the air.
Stacks of books lay scattered on the heavy oak table before him ,histories of noble houses, political codes, and geographical studies. He had been digging through them for hours, soaking up as much information as possible about this new world.
But now, his attention had shifted.
A thin, black-bound book lay beneath the others, its cover worn and faded with age. The title barely visible beneath layers of dust read:
"The Art of Rhu."
Zed's gaze sharpened. He brushed away the dust and pulled the book free from the pile.
"Rhu…?"
The word had come up a few times in the other books he'd read—something about strength, magical energy, and divine bloodlines. But none of them explained it properly.
He flipped the book open, the brittle pages crackling under his touch. The first page contained an old, handwritten note:
"To wield Rhu is to touch the essence of creation itself. Few are born with the gift. Even fewer survive mastering it."
Zed's brow furrowed. He turned the page.
The concept intrigued him more than he expected. In his previous world, magic was nothing more than a fantasy, a fairy tale meant for children. Here, it was a reality, woven into the very fabric of existence.
"What is Rhu?"
Zed leaned forward, his sharp gaze tracing the inked lines as he read aloud under his breath:
"Rhu is the life essence that exists in all living beings. Though Rhu is present in everyone, only those with a refined mind and body can harness its energy by forming a Rhu Core. Awakening one's Rhu Core means forging a connection with the breath of the world, granting the wielder the ability to command the forces of nature and enhance both body and mind."
"Command the forces of nature, huh?"
Zed's fingers tapped lightly on the table as he continued reading.
He turned the page.
"The awakening of a Rhu Core is not guaranteed. Most individuals awaken their core naturally between the ages of 13 to 18. In rare cases, certain bloodlines or traumatic events can trigger an early awakening. Some races are born with their cores already active"
Zed sat back, his mind churning.
"So it's like a bloodline ability or a magical talent. Interesting."
Zed kept on reading for hours.
The knowledge about Rhu, Rhu Cardinals, and the Rhu Core its stages, the aura colors at each level, and the distinctions between races , he absorbed it all. The deeper he read, the more complex the concept of Rhu became.
But there was one problem.
Nowhere did the book explain how to awaken a Rhu Core.
It only stated that the core would naturally awaken with age.
Zed's fingers drummed against the table as he leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing in thought.
"It varies by age, huh? But elves awaken their Rhu Core at six… Is it because they're a long-living race? No, if that were the case, then merfolk should come second — not giants."
He flipped through the pages again, searching for any overlooked detail. The book repeated the same point, Rhu Cores would manifest naturally, but in rare cases, they could awaken early under specific conditions.
"Rhu Core manifestation can't have a purely biological barrier. If it did, rare cases wouldn't exist. There has to be something more."
Zed's eyes narrowed as his thoughts sharpened.
"So how…?"
He went back to the section on Rhu Channeling. His gaze sharpened as he reread the passage carefully.
"Rhu Channeling is the practice of absorbing Rhu from the environment and circulating it through the body."
His breath hitched.
"Wait…"
Zed's mind began piecing it together , the elves' early awakening, the giants' strength, the rare cases of early manifestation.
After several more hours of analyzing every detail, the pieces finally clicked into place.
Zed's lips curled into a sly smile.
"Oh… I get it now."