"More power, we must give him more. I don't care what you do, give him more power."

"Madam, this could cripple him. In fact, he himself has said so." 

"If he truly is the chosen descendant then he will be able to take it. Do I make myself clear"

The mysterious woman looked through the glass at the boy, who was a mere 7 years old but was shackled down. 

"Soon my son, you will do what the ancient fools could not. For they have not seen the light as we have. Arceus itself has given you to me. Nothing will stop us, nothing"

The woman then walked into the room to greet her son and have a nice talk with him.

"Mother, you do realize that this will cripple my ability. Perhaps for life?" The boy asked respectfully.

"It will not, for the gods themselves have blessed us. If it does then it ill be proof that you were not chosen, do not worry about what comes after. I will make sure you are accommodated"  his mother replied with a hopeful tint in her eyes.

"Your wish is my command Mother, I will not fail you," The boy said indifferently as his mother walked out. Leaving him the immaculately white steel room, awaiting his trial.

After 5 days of check-ups & testing, he was finally ushered into some surgical room and put under for a full-body surgery. 

The entire surgery took 36 hours to complete, they had to be very careful and precise inside his tiny body and ran a huge risk of permanently crippling his entire body. Even with all the tech they had at their disposal, there were always risks. Every painstaking cut, suture, and an implant was carefully calculated but there were some parts that just had to be improvised on.

What exactly they were trying to do was enhance his power, known as Aura. Every living thing had it, only some could use it. That wasn't entirely accurate since he was most likely the only on the planet that could use it currently but in ancient times the Aurarians were dominant. They carefully installed a 'booster' in between the Medulla and Cerebellum which would boost communication and control over this power.

They also had to open up all the other parts of his body, for his aura circuits had to be improved upon to take the extra strain. They were thin and fragile now, however, they would grow with age, but because they had boosted his power output among other things they had to improve the system that carried that power so that it wouldn't all shut down. 

The circuits themselves were about a millimeter thick and lay between the muscle and blood vessels. That posed a problem in and of itself hence the extra painstaking 12 hours. However, the surgery did finish and what's done is done.

After a full day of rest, the boy had finally woken up and immediately noticed the changes. However, the one major thing that stuck out was that the surgery was successful. He could feel the more precise control over his power, and the maximum output had also increased by 50%.

"I see that you are awake, I relieved to say that you are mainly unharmed. With the exception of a bit of soreness and exhaustion, which should go away in a few days. After that, you will finish your training then go on missions" 

"Thank you, Mother, for informing me. Indeed you were right, It did succeed." 

Just as his mother had said, he was up and about back to his training within a week and the improvements truly shone then. Struggles he had before were now accomplishable albeit still with some varying degrees of difficulty, his training was accelerated and it seemed that he would be able to go on his first mission sooner than expected. 

At the end of that month, he was sent out on his first mission, assassinate the 2 proclaimed descendants of the king of the Galar region.

Within the span of a week, he briefed himself, got a solid disguise, familiarized both of the target schedules, and arrived on site for the assassination. 

The two 'idiots' as he had called them, were self-proclaimed royalty and region had blown up in a debate over it but they had shown proof in the form of the Ancient Shield and Sword that the heroes had wielded.

So technically he had 2 missions, 1. Assassinate the two of them 2. Retrieve the relics.

The only problem he foresaw was the champion, and he had a plan to deal with him when the time came but for now, he had set up in an empty office building that gave him a perfect view of the route the limo would be taking. 

After about 10 minutes of waiting for the parade, it came into view. He took aim with the sniper rifle he had previously set up. It was a Ruger 10/22 (Check pic) which was very disposable and it's .22 LR rounds (Customized to incendiary rounds) left little forensic evidence, it also had an accuracy of 100 yards (300 ft) which was great since all he needed to do was wait until the vehicle was right in front of him then pull the trigger. 

Just as the car passed into his direct line of fire, he shot the gas tank multiple times. Normally this wouldn't blow up a car (Yes, that Hollywood stuff isn't possible with regular bullets) but he used incendiary rounds for a reason. The back blew up quite easily and he detonated the explosives under the street for good measure, he had used plastic explosives and the metal detectors that were standard couldn't pick up on them mixed in with all the other bits of metal in the road already.

After that he didn't stick around much, quickly sliding the gun into a violin case and getting into another building about a block down the road he took out some binoculars and inspected his work. He could only see the flames and make out charred bodies, but it was safe to say that even if they had survived they couldn't be public rulers in that state.

He then headed to a pickup point 5 blocks west from his current location to get into a sedan and the driver took off at a leisurely pace. 

Hello! Tell me what you think of this, it is obviously much darker and don't worry the Aureliashipping will come later on. Also, I will be making my chapters short but hopefully this will allow me to upload wayyyyy more frequently. Tell me if this length is good or not!

Ja ne!