Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Someone's coming!"

"Yes, but who is strong enough to break our Space Restriction Barrier?"

"Could it be him?"

The Degaros exchanged solemn glances.

Buzz!

The hall vibrated briefly before revealing a figure clad in imperial black robes, exuding an undeniable regal presence.

The face was familiar—yet different. He was taller, more mature, and carried an aura of immeasurable power.

No longer the weak boy they once knew.

He was Aengus Degaro.

"Big Brother!" Irina screamed in excitement and immediately rushed to his side, expecting a gentle pat on the head like in the past.

Aeon, however, remained still, his expression difficult to read.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, Aengus looked at his little sister but didn't stop her. Experience tales with My Virtual Library Empire

Instead, he gently caressed her hair, just as he had in the past.

Despite now being a grown woman, Irina still seemed to enjoy the gesture. She snuggled against his right arm, her voice filled with warmth.

"Oh, how I missed you, Big Brother."

Aengus smiled, his gaze soft. "Is that so? You've grown so much."

Irina pouted. "That doesn't matter. It can't stop me from taking my place."

"Huh?"

Just then, everyone's attention shifted to the small boy standing hesitantly behind Aengus.

Irina stepped away, approaching the child curiously.

"Who is this boy, Big Brother?" she asked, her eyes scanning the child, who bore an uncanny resemblance to her big brother.

The age gap didn't add up.

The boy looked around 4-5 years old, yet Aengus had only been gone for at most two years.

However, they all knew that Time was a mysterious Law, difficult to comprehend.

Their suspicions were confirmed when Aengus announced,

"His name is Aron, your nephew."

Irina looked surprised, while Eleanor's eyes filled with tears.

"Hmph, bother, you got married already? I wanted to witness your wedding ceremony! And where is my sister-in-law? I want to meet her!"

Aengus replied calmly. "She's busy. And this is not the right place to bring her."

"Hmph hmph.. bad brother."

Irina pouted, then turned her attention to Aron.

"Welcome, Aron. I am your aunt. Don't be afraid."

"Hello, Aunt," Aron said cutely, hesitation flickering his eyes.

Hearing this, Irina's heart was instantly melted.

She crouched down, pressing her cheek against his. "Ah… You're so cute, Aron."

Aengus's eyes shifted to his mother, Eleanora, who was approaching him, her hands slightly trembling.

Eleanora's eyes were brimming with unshed tears as she slowly approached Aengus, her hands trembling slightly. She stopped just a step away, as if unsure whether she was allowed to touch him.

"Aengus…" Her voice cracked with emotion. "My son… You've returned."

Aengus gazed at his mother, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, with a small sigh, he nodded.

"I'm here, Mother."

That was all it took.

Eleanora threw her arms around him, holding him as if afraid he would disappear again.

"My child… My precious child," she murmured, her hands gently running over his back, as if reassuring herself that he was truly there.

Aengus stiffened slightly but didn't pull away. He let her embrace him, a flicker of warmth flashing in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Aron observed quietly, his young mind processing the unfamiliar yet tender reunion between his father and grandmother.

Irina, still holding Aron, smiled gently. "Mother missed you so much, Big Brother. She never stopped praying for your safety."

Eleanora finally pulled back, cupping Aengus' face with trembling hands. "You've grown so much… so powerful. And… you have a son as well." Her gaze turned to Aron, softening even further.

"Aron, come here, child."

Aron hesitated, glancing at Aengus.

Aengus gave him a small nod, and Aron stepped forward.

Eleanora knelt down and opened her arms. "Come, let Grandmother see you."

The little boy hesitated just a moment before stepping into her embrace. Eleanor held him tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"You're just like your father when he was little," she whispered, stroking his dark hair.

The moment was tender, but the rest of the family watched with complex emotions.

Aeon, who had been silent this whole time, finally spoke. "Big Brother… Now that you're back, does that mean you'll return to our family?"

Aengus looked at him, his eyes cold and distant.

"Return?" He scoffed lightly. "I was never truly part of this family to begin with."

Aengus' words sent a chill through the air. The once-excited expressions of his relatives stiffened.

Aeon's brows furrowed. "Big Brother… What do you mean?"

Aengus' gaze swept across the hall, his regal presence pressing down on everyone. "You all know exactly what I mean," he said coldly. "For years, I was treated as nothing—mocked, humiliated, cast aside like a useless stray. And now, suddenly, I have worth?"

Augustus Degaro, their father, stepped forward. "Aengus, that is not how it was. We—"

"Spare me the excuses, Father," Aengus interrupted, his voice sharp. "I have no interest in hearing the justifications of a man who never once acknowledged me when I needed him the most."

Augustus face stiffened, but said nothing. His fists clenched in helplessness.

He couldn't just go and beat him, right? Like how he did in the past?

Is this how a father feels when their son outshined them.

Aunt Ariana, who had been the only one to speak on his behalf before, sighed. "Nephew, I won't deny the truth of your words, but… we are still family. Blood ties us together."

"Blood?" Aengus let out a dry chuckle. "If blood was all that mattered, I wouldn't have had to fight my way out of this house." His darj eyes turned sharp. "You all only see value in me now because I hold power."

Eleanora, who was still holding Aron, looked distressed. "Aengus, my son, please…"

Aengus' expression softened slightly as he looked at his mother. "Mother, you are the only one I respect here. I am just here for you. I want to know if you want to go back with me. You have suffered too much in this family, mother."

Eleanora looked more distressed. How should she answer?

"Aengus, I know they have disappointed you. But me, Irina and Aeon still cared about you."

Irina nodded vigorously. "Big Brother, I don't care what anyone else thinks! You are my brother, and that will never change!"

Aeon, however, looked conflicted. His pride held him back.

All this while, he thought himself as the best heir. He thought his big brother far beneath him to notice.

But now—

He couldn't deny that seeing Aengus rise so far beyond him was an overwhelming reality.

Before he could speak, another voice broke the silence.

"Hmph. So arrogant."

It was Adamus Degaro, Aengus' grandfather. The elderly man sat with his walking stick, staring at Aengus with unreadable eyes. "Now that you've gained power, you think that alone makes you worthy to defy the Degaro family?"

Aengus turned to him and answered nonchalantly,

"I don't need to defy anything, old man. I've already surpass the level to care about this family. Whether you accept it or not is irrelevant to me."

Some of the elders murmured amongst themselves, uneasy.

Adamus' eyes darkened. "A boy like you, ungrateful and rebellious, could never be fit to inherit the true legacy of the Degaro clan."

"And yet, here I stand, ruling empires, while you sit in your chair, dreaming of what-ifs."

The tension in the hall thickened.