The Villain's Ascension

At the age of eight, Loras had already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm, an achievement that would be considered monumental for anyone, let alone a child. His cultivation was a closely guarded secret, with only a handful of individuals in the Doom clan privy to the extent of his power. To the outside world, Loras was still a young boy, progressing at a seemingly normal pace, but beneath the surface, his strength was beyond the comprehension of most.

Loras' mastery over his cultivation techniques was beyond his years. From an early age, he had taken control of his path, molding his own destiny rather than relying on the traditional teachings of his clan. By the time he reached the peak of Nascent Soul, he had already mastered several advanced techniques, allowing him to manipulate energy in ways that even the most experienced cultivators could not.

He had started cultivating in secret at the age of two, a decision that stemmed from his instinctual desire for power. The system that accompanied his reincarnation had played a significant role in his rapid growth, providing him with the knowledge and tools necessary to advance quickly through the ranks. However, Loras had never relied solely on the system. He was too cunning and strategic, knowing that showing his full potential too early could make him a target.

As he sat in the quiet, ornate garden of the Doom clan's palace, Loras reflected on his journey. Despite his achievements, there were still many layers to peel back in his path to absolute power. He was no longer content with simply advancing in cultivation. His ambitions reached far beyond personal growth. He wanted to reshape the world, to carve a place for himself in the very fabric of existence. And for that, he needed more than just cultivation—he needed influence.

The Doom clan was an ancient family, one whose power was unparalleled in the lower and middle realms. Their control over vast territories and resources was impressive, but Loras knew that this strength had to be solidified through loyalty, fear, and manipulation. As he began to grow older, he would need to start making his mark on the world.

At eight years old, Loras had already begun laying the groundwork for an empire of his own. His cultivation was an open secret within the Doom clan, but his true power, the depth of his schemes, remained hidden. No one outside his immediate circle knew of the full extent of his abilities.

The Doom clan, as powerful as it was, still had its flaws. While it ruled over their territories with an iron grip, Loras knew that they were vulnerable to betrayal from within. He had already begun to watch, learn, and gather information. Traitors, spies, and those who sought to usurp his family's power were all part of his long-term plan. It was inevitable that he would have to deal with them soon, but Loras would bide his time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

His father, the head of the Doom clan, had always been proud of his son's prodigious talent. He showered Loras with resources, but there was a subtle undercurrent of wariness in his eyes. His father had no idea what Loras was truly capable of, but Loras could sense that the older man's instincts told him something was not entirely right.

Loras' ambition extended beyond the Doom clan. While he played the part of the obedient son, he knew that the true power lay in manipulating the forces outside his family. The other clans and sects in the divine world were constantly scheming for control, and Loras was patient. He knew that with enough time, he could take control of these forces and use them to further his own goals.

His secret organization, which would later be known as the Shadow Scorpion, had already begun to form in the shadows. He had started recruiting individuals who were loyal to him and his ideals, individuals who had their own ambitions but could be manipulated into serving him. These were not mere followers; they were tools, weapons to be wielded when the time was right. Loras would slowly and carefully build his organization, strengthening it from the inside out. The Shadow Scorpion would be a force that no one in the divine world could ignore.

Loras smiled to himself as he felt the power surging through his body, his connection to the universe deepening with every passing day. At this point in his life, he had already begun to see the world as a chessboard, with every person and every situation a piece to be moved according to his will. The real game was just beginning, and Loras would stop at nothing to achieve his ultimate goal.

The world was his for the taking.