The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"Please, I beg of you, spare my foolish husband, he is a simple man who only looks out for my best interest!" Grecia continued to press her forehead on the ground, while Cidd sat there staring at her in shock. "I will do whatever you ask to ease your temper. my lord."

"Grecia, that is enough, there is a limit to how much I can hear you say to this man, even if he kills me, I would rather be dead than see you like this..."

"Somehow I don't even feel like the villain right now, this is kind of amusing, actually." Sol scoffed. "Listen, Cidd, Grecia, my desire is only research, although you are fair to look at, you are nothing special, I wouldn't even want you as a consort, understand that I have no interest in courting you in any form and stop suggesting such vulgar terms to me."

"I-I apologise, my Lord, I am afraid, your power is... overwhelming." The woman slowly raised her head in embarrassment while her husband growled and grimaced.

"Nothing special he says, but the child just admitted that she is his type, what kind of mind games is this man playing?" Cidd tossed and turned in his mind, while politely lowering his head after standing. "I apologise for my outbursts my lord, I am unaccustomed to the way you speak, some of the things you say are overly flirtatious in my head and they caused me to act out, forgive my unpleasantries..." He stared at Sol. "I must get my wife away from this hadsome incubus as soon as possible!"

"It's fine, I simply hate misunderstandings." Sol sighed and then turned to Fuhua who was staring at him in disbelief. "What?"

"Not even a consort?" She asked.

"Ling, don't drag that topic any further than there." Sol narrowed his eyes and the woman nodded.

"Of course, I apologise."

[Master already has two Consorts, Lady Levina, a named and famous hero of our people, and the noble Lady Amastacia; also revered as Master's treasure, there is information on them in the codex as well, honestly, are you allergic to reading?] Jena looked at Fuhua from the corner of her eye while Sol started having a somewhat normal conversation with his guests again.

"There are a lot of names in the codex, I have been avoiding it..." Fuhua poited, calling up the system window and searching for Dina and Arla, and then going mum with shock when her eyes fell on their images.

"These women are consorts?" She asked, jaw slowly slackening. From where she stood they were too beautiful, they glowed, they looked like goddesses, the untouchable beauty you only found once per civilization. "Only consorts?" She stared at Dina again, and then Arla. "Them?"

"Indeed." Jena smiled.

[Sol Vestic].

Fuhua finally searched his name in the codex, finding his full information and public backstory.

"There you go," Jena hummed looking up at Bao'er when she cleared her throat and hestured to the table.

"I apologise for the intrusion," The woman announced here presence once more.

"Grub time," Sol perked up sitting with his hands in his lap while the waitresses began changing the setting of the table to accomodate the large course meal.

°°° A few hours later °°°

"How exactly will you examine her soul, Master?" Fuhua stared at Sol while he and Grecia were facing each other in two seats almost touching at the knees. "This does seem a little informal after all, I as a man would not want my wife to sit this close to such a dashing figure either." She thought, looking at Cidd who was seated next to them watching Sol like a hawk.

"All it takes is a little intimacy through physical contact," Sol admitted.

"Intimacy?" Cidd was on his way to fuming once more but froze when Sol looked at him.

"Let me make it clear for the last time, I have no interest in her other than what comprises her, if I wanted her, there is nothing you could do to stop me, however, there is no power in this world or any other great enough to cause me to take a man's wife, none; I would sooner take my own life." He huffed and held out his hand.

"All I need is her consent and her hand, nothing more." Sol smiled at the woman, and she gave her huband an assuring smile and took Sol's hand. "In the future, if you want to guard her that nobody lays their eyes on her, then grow stronger, immeasurably stronger, become a god to those around you and protect your woman.

"As you are now, even the weakest of the chefs would best you in battle, luckily Grecia is a powerful Warrior of a suppressed race, if she desires, the only person in this room capable of defeating her is me; she is the one doing all of the protecting, constantly regarding this woman as weak would have already driven her away if she was not completely loyal to you."

"What?"

"Loyalty, it is what I treasure most about the Vatui," Sol smiled.

"Her people do not turn their backs on whomever they give their loyalty to, you have her heart and her loyalty, rejoice, Cidd, so long as you breathe, this woman will never abandon you, remember that and remember it well."

"Um..." Grecia shifted uncomfortably in her seat, staring at Sol. "What is this sensation?"

"My mana is seeking permission to search your soul, don't worry, I will help you to visualise it, just close your eyes and try to remain as calm as posssible while the voice in your mind guides you." Sol hummed, looking over to his disciple and then closing his eyes as well.

"Voice in my mind?" Grecia jolted when the black of her closed eyes gave way to a small rectangular light, she had been accessed by the system.

[Skill; Seek is active]

[Skill; Sharing is active]

[You are peering into the soul].

"What is this strangely shaped creature?"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Focus."

"Apologies."

[Accessing mana data]

[Accessing biological data]

"Data?"

"Stored information, every bit of our gene can be stored and replicated as data, physically, spiritually." Sol answered in her head, every time she spoke, he dived deeper, and every time he replied more light appeared.

"Okay, turn around." She heard his voice, echoing through the finite black, and then a spark of light appeared beneath her spreading and rapidly forming land that she found herself standing upon.

"What is this place?" Grecia watched water emerge from nothing forming a beach, and saw a smal sun appear in the sky, crawling to evening and then freezing there.

"The shape of your soul," Sol answered, standing behind her. "It will continue from this island, growing with your strength and experiences, soon there might even be alternate life here."

"That sounds fantastical," She chckled, she would have been in disbelief, but she could tell that every word he spoke was the truth.

"Did you find what you were looking for, my Lord?" She asked, standing next to him and staring at the frozen sunset while clouds and small vegetation grew behind her.

[There is a 30% match to Mrs Vestic's gene, that is a higher match than anyone we have met inside of the Grand Collective, even Curt of the same Clan had only a 5% match in comparison]. Jena responded in Sol's mind.

"Thirty!?" Sol mused. "I was curious because you had the same presence as my wife... but this is absurd, how can I find a living relative all the way here?" His eyes grew wider. "This is... thirty is the same as saying she is a sister from a different parent!"

"Grecia."

"Yes my lord."

"Does the House of Ikaris ring a bell?" He asked, and watched her mull over the name and then look at him in confusion.

"No, I have never heard the name before," She answered, confused because of the way he looked while asking.

[Her soul, Master; she is older than Lady Ikaris, but not by much, there is about a singular generation of difference between them, about seventeen thousand years].

"Vatui mate for life, this woman is pure Vatui, there's no way the King had a daughter out of wedlock..."

"This is confusing, your data says thay you and Ikaris may be sisters..." Sol stared at Grecia in disbelief. "Do you have the time to come with me, I need to investigate this further but I don't have the time to remain here on Diamond Dust."

"Is everything okay?" Grecia responded with a question rather than a direct answer, he had shown several expressions silently for the last few minutes, and then asked her to accompany him on the blue.

"It would appear that yourself and my wife share more than just familiar souls, you are most definitely related by blood as well, but this is impossible, how?" He lowered his hands staring at the sand in confusion.

"I see..." The woman took this moment of confusion and grabbed Sol's cheeks pulling him into a kiss out of the blue and holding the back of his head when he tried escaping her.

"I have longed to do that since first laying eyes on you..."

"What the fuck?"