Too expensive.
The System could be such a prick sometimes. Before the update, it only let Mithras access general-purpose information for free. Locking even Destiny Data behind a paywall. After the update, things improved a lot. With Mithras now being able to see the names and classes of Destinies for free and access a wider range of info.
But he still had to pay for the spicy details. And in plot-sensitive cases like this one, the cost could quickly get out of hand.
Aurelian and Hakim had no doubt become the most recurrent names on Mithras' list of troublemakers, but the situation had not reached the point that he'd squander a billion Ero Points just to find out the details of their background.
"Ero Points are so hard to mass produce, to this day I can only afford the cheapest tyrant-class items, and only one at that. Who knows when I will need to buy the solution to my problems?
But the Lord is worried...so we do have to figure this one out ASAP. Let's just not be wasteful. Especially when...alternatives do exist," Mithras whispered, and dispelled the status screen, extending his right index at the starry sky.
Having consumed and refined the souls and Abominations of the Five Kings, Mithras had access to their knowledge and memories as well. Hadubrangr's blood also provided a respectable info boost. But if that knowledge and memories were enough to figure out Hakim and Aurelian's secrets, Hadubrangr wouldn't have gotten overthrown by "His Greatest Mistake."
Something was missing here, but with the third Holy Sacrament, Mithras could connect the missing dots...and find out about 99% of all he needed.
[Holy Sacrament: Golden Revelation]
The third sacrament kicked in, pulling out all the info and memories regarding the Fylkirs from Mithras' brain. Golden strands of mist rotated Mithras' skull, runic characters taking shape and shifting into symbols of the Old Tongue as the tide of memories meshed with the Golden Revelation to reconstruct the Fylkirs' past—first and second generations combined!
This trick also worked on the present and future but with lesser chances of success. Even Sucuria's past wasn't left behind. But for now, Mithras ignored it, focusing on Aurelian and Hakim.
The Revelation crystallized, becoming an ancient palace of large sangria walls that bled fountains of blood onto trembling gray statues. In the deeper corners of the massive palace, Odoacer faced a midwife, trembling like a death row inmate before the inevitability of his execution.
"The empress...has passed away? Here? How? How could my wife possibly die from childbirth? Why are you telling me something so stupid? Bring an Inversion Specialist, a Blood-Smelting Artist, a Necromancer, anyone!
Just bring someone and resurrect her! Or are you so incompetent that you cannot even do something that simple?!" Odoacer snapped, but barely had the words poured out that a hoarse and mildly disturbing voice echoed in his mind—nailing down his hopes.
'My Chosen, please restrain your grief. This...transcends the limits of your Empire. There is nothing you can do. Nothing to reverse or resurrect, for this death is my will. Accept it and move on with the poise and dignity of an august monarch,' the Weaver said, the cold and ruthless words making Odoacer's heart pound at breakneck speed.
But a moment later, it all calmed down, a piece of the Fylkir's humanity going away with it.
Various events succeeded before Mithras' eyes, culminating in a battle at the Mausoleum of Evil between the duo of Odoacer and a now-adult Aurelian with a trio of colossal dragons led by the previous Dragon King.
Nine gargantuan corpses crowded the scene. Seven demigods, two minor gods, slain with no hope of rebirth!
Aurelian led the vanguard, gifting the Dragon King a severe injury and giving Odoacer the opening to deal the final blow! The remaining elder dragons were no match for the duo, dispatched not long afterward.
But while Odoacer came out of this event the undisputed ruler of the Purple Dawn, taking control of the Sanctuary with the Weaver's help and forcing the Holy Balmaria to stay out of the Empire's business for tens of thousands of years to come, Aurelian sustained disastrous soul injuries—cursed by the previous Dragon King to relieve the existences of those they killed, in the past, present or future...while getting intoxicated 24/7 by the thirst for blood and conquest!
The curse almost broke Aurelian, but for reasons that Mithras was now privileged to know, Hakim saved Aurelian from the worst-case scenario—paying a steep price in the process.
Shapur, Trajan and Odoacer now faced the two Fylkirs in a coma. Shapur focused on Hakim, while the imperial brothers flanked Aurelian.
"Aurelian saved his Emperor. Hakim saved Aurelian. I owe the two a priceless debt and will therefore reward them with a priceless gift:
Life!
Both will be given Immunity and allowed to rampage at will for as long as they do not exceed the limits of what the Empire can shoulder. When they do exceed that limit and commit a Transgression, I will put them in Stasis and revoke their Immunity," Odoacer said, shocking Trajan, who didn't expect his brother to make such an absurd and unreasonable move.
Trajan's worries were later proven correct. For if before, Aurelian was just a cold and unfeeling general, the day their eyes opened again, a monster had awoken—sweeping through the Blood Aristocracy with a voracious thirst for blood and souls!
The Golden Revelation shifted here, bringing Mithras to the scene of Hakim and Aurelian's souls floating in...the Mausoleum of Evil!
Both faced an ancient stele, but while others in their shoes would see nothing but that idle monument, Mithras and the two could see a tall and imposing figure that sat cross-legged on top of the stele, tied by adamantine chains that kept their powers suppressed.
A mane of raven hair sprawled at the figure's back, and as Mithras' eyes connected with them, facing their bestial pair of golden and scarlet eyes, he shook—gawking in confusion.
"Huh, huh...isn't that...me?" Mithras spoke his thoughts, but as that one critical info he'd been trailing here was about to get uncovered...
"Hey..." A beauty spoiled the vision, breaking Mithras' focus with her melodious...but oh so mischievous voice.