The legend of Solis

Chapter 1: Adopted

Solis

On this great continent of Precia, where people can practice their own religion, follow their own teachings and preach their own word, there is only one shared value among the population. That single united value is,

'Eyes are the key to the soul'.

In this wold, It is common sense that you can judge a person based on their eyes. Of course, your fortune can be read based on the shape of your lid and iris. Having eyes set wide apart or close together can be the difference between you being destined for nobility or poverty. Your type of eye crease can suggest the length of your life. The number of eyelashes you have can determine how many misfortunes you will come across. All these superstitions come from the belief that one's eyes mirror one's soul.  I know that it might sound ridiculous, but so many people wouldn't believe such things if there wasn't a great deal of truth behind it. I wouldn't have been locked up as soon as I was born, if people's fear of my eyes wasn't for a good reason.

I was born special. Terrifyingly so, according to the holy monks that raised me. You see, my irises glow a bright ocean blue. They told me that the power of my soul was so bright that the sparkle could be seen in my eyes. It was decided shortly after my birth that my kind of power wasn't safe to be left alone for just me to command. Hence I was taken from my birth parents and confined to the deepest dungeon of the Holy Belrynia Church.

I am not a criminal, that is not the reason I was confined to this dungeon. In fact, I am possibly the only person alive that has not committed a sin, because I have been kept here since birth and haven't been able to do anything. My only misfortune in life is that I am a descendant of the subjugator—A legendary hero who defeated the demon legions with nothing but his own power. From what the monks told me, his eyes shone like jewels too. His eyes, and my eyes, tell of a kind of strength powerful enough to make demons shiver. Consequently, that power is enough to make humans cower as well. Hence, I have been locked up and have never seen the outside world.

I resented them at first. I hated them for taking away my freedom and locking me up. But as I've grown older, I've come to understand them. The power that resides in my soul allowed me to access the memories of my past life, and from that life's experiences, I began to understand their fear of me. Humans fear two things: what they do not understand, and what they cannot control. I fall into both categories in this world, hence they thought it was best to lock me away.

To some extent I actually agree with them, if my power hadn't given me access to the well of information from my previous lives, I wouldn't have been able to cope with my power. Especially now that I can feel this enormous power swelling up and spilling out. Sometimes it feels like I'm going to explode if I don't use it. If I didn't have the wisdom and patience from my past lives, I probably would have gone berserk and unleashed my wrath upon the world, and I'm confident that much more than a few people would have died if I had done so—a few kingdoms of people more like it.

So I've stayed patiently waiting in this secret dungeon many meters below the church. I've been quietly focusing on my power and honing my skills, learning control and mastery. Through the meditation I remembered from my time on Earth, I learned to relax and channel my power. Strengthen my mind and increase my awareness.

Soon I learned that my magic was not limited to the vast supplies within my body, I could in fact draw power from nature. Although I had been locked away, many meters below the ground, the soil outside my cell was thrumming with natural mana that I could slowly extract and consume. For years I struggled to learn the method to extract mana from my surroundings. Every minute, when the priests who were guarding me were not looking, I closed my eyes and focused on the mana I could sense laying dormant around me. Every grain of soil, every unhatched seed, every insect, I drained them all of their power.