Author's Interference (Remake)

After we had reached the Awakening Ceremony Hall, which was based in Nova Vita, also known as the City of New Life, we entered the hall through the main gate.

Two civil guards stood before the doors armed with proper equipments and energy rifles. They moved aside slightly when we came forward, letting us enter through without checking out identities.

I guess no one is foolish enough to not recognise Thomas Allen from a single glance.

The two-story event hall was designed exclusively for hosting gatherings, offering an elegant and functional space. The first floor featured a large main hall with a grand staircase leading to the second level, which included additional event areas and balconies overlooking the lower floor.

Large windows on both levels provided scenic views, while amenities like a sound system, adjustable lighting, and private lounges ensured comfort. The design excluded an air of sophistication making it perfect for such an event.

There was also a basement that was totally soundproof because it was used mostly for meetings between high-class individuals.

"I will take my leave then; remember not to get into any trouble and try to make some friends while you are up there," Thomas reminded me before getting inside the left life that was right across the entrance gate.

"Remember not to mess up," I replied, to which he smiled lightly as the doors to the lift closed.

Following his actions, I took the right lift and went to the second floor.

The second floor was quite a vivid representation of my imagination. It was lively; children of the same age as me roamed around, talking to each other and having fun.

It reminded me of the orphanage in my previous world, I guess a child's heart remains the same no matter which world you are in.

"Ray Allen, I presume?" a voice came from my left side as I was thinking about my previous world.

I looked up to see a young lad dressed in a three-piece blue coloured suit that was of a well-known brand. He had jet-black hair, brown eyes, porcelain skin and a handsome face; he looked like he was at least over ten years old.

Never mind, scratch that thought. That piece of... Why did I have to meet him first out of all the people in this hall?! My day is ruined because of this... Curses...

"Roger Silverheart, it is my utmost pleasure to make your acquaintance," I replied to him, maintaining the best possible expression that I could.

"... It seems that you are quite the knowledgeable person, I wouldn't have expected any less from the son of one of the greatest detectives in history," Roger said with a pause, it seemed as if he hadn't expected his identity to be known by someone who is not a Silverheart as of yet because he hadn't done anything to reveal it.

Now, the main question was, why did he approach me first? The answer was simple, he needed my fame and power.

Fame was a very important factor to the Silverhearts as it was their only means to live in their family. Although they keep themselves and their identities a secret until the awakening ceremony to not catch the attention of their siblings from beforehand, as soon as it's over they immediately reveal themselves while trying to make a name and gaining allies who can be their tools to reach the top.

While some of them sometimes hide their cards like Roger, most of them do not as Silverhearts are known for their pride.

Even though I can understand his nature to some point, I am still a little disgusted by their traditions... Now I feel a little complicated to have implemented them in such a way. What came over me to implement them like that?

Mother tried to tell me something before we started the game: if that is somehow connected to this world, then... Maybe it wasn't my fault for implementing them like that, only time will tell. I better not try to understand such things that I shouldn't know.

"You surely jest, I am nothing without that name, as of yet that is," I answered him with a smile, this time a little more genuine because he praised my father, I had to somehow show that I appreciated that.

Roger was a very clever person who could guess the thoughts of a person by listening to their tone and reading the miniature details of their facial expressions. However, at this point, he hasn't faced someone like me who can copy the expressions of others and relay them perfectly.

"'As of yet' that is, I do believe that you have the capability of reaching that height as well by your excellent judge skills. The ten of us Silverhearts who are official heirs haven't even made ourselves public, and yet you could judge who I am with a single glance at my face; I think you underestimate yourself a little too much."

"Well, it was a stroke of luck; that aside, I will have to trouble you to introduce me to the others if you have time. You see, this is my first social gathering, I would be lost without a guide."

"Of course, why didn't you say so earlier? I would be happy to do so but do know that I won't be the best guide that you can find, so please forgive me if I make you uncomfortable."

Your very existence makes me uncomfortable, you son of a... Then again, he is the best option I have to blend in here without any problems.

"If that is your only concern, then worry not; I will be right behind you," I said with a slight hand gesture.

"Should we meet my siblings first? Be warned before you make your choice, they are not going to be to your liking at all. My siblings can be a bit... Straightforward sometimes, they will definitely try to pull you to their sides if they know who you are, and if you don't answer them immediately, you might get into trouble," Roger explained, trying indirectly saying that I shouldn't associate with any of them.

That was in his nature, after all; if he couldn't have someone on his side, he would make sure that they didn't join the other side either.

"Must be hard to live among them," I said, walking along his side.

"We don't interact much; we are just a family in the name. There is no real connection between us; everyone knows what kind of family Silverhearts are... That aside I believe we can start with the Tempest family. They might be a little too friendly, but that is not a bad thing," Roger replied as we walked towards a pair of kids; one could tell that they were brothers from a mile away by the way they talked to each other and their hand gestures. "I believe that friendliness doesn't apply to their own siblings... At least they look like a family."

Roger's expression seemed almost genuine; if he wasn't like me, I would have probably considered being a little sympathetic towards him.

He knew that Allens were the kindest among the five major families which is why he must have thought that this kind of behaviour would work against me.

The two Tempest brothers wore the same type of clothing as the rest of us; the older one, Tobias, wore a navy blue suit, and the younger one, Vincent, wore a sky blue suit.

Tobias looked like a young lad who was over ten years old; he had straight ginger hair, black eyes and light-coloured skin. Vincent, on the other hand, didn't share his brother's looks, although their faces were almost similar; Vincent had light brown hair, blue eyes and light-coloured skin.

"I am telling you, there will be a better group of metahumans this time round. Look at the quantity of commoners that have been accepted this time round; there is no way every one of them can be bad, right?" Vincent continued to argue with his brother, trying to show him his holographic chart that contained a detailed comparison of the percentage of increase in the numbers of metahumans from last year.

"That chart which you have made is absolutely wrong; quantity doesn't mean anything; what matters is quality! I surveyed the acceptees this time around, there wasn't even a single one that caught my eye among those kids," Tobias retorted, lying to his brother just to anger him further.

"Then you are blind!"

"..."

"..."

"Do you want to greet them later?" Roger asked, keeping his eyes on the Tempest brothers.

"Yes, I think that would be better... I don't wish to be a part of a catfight currently. Maybe we can greet them after the event starts," I replied, slowly backing off from them.

"Point well made," Roger said before following what I did to slowly back out as well.