The Reborn Omega's Revenge (Valencia) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132 

Valencia’s POV 

I had been anxious all morning. 

And not just because today was Seven’s birthday. 

It wasn’t just about finally handing him his first official ID card–his freedom papers, his legal identity, the single pront that he was no longer a possession but a person. No longer a number. No longer owned. 

It was the choice I was going to give him today. 

A choice Dante and I had discussed for months, weighing every possible outcome. A choice that would shape his future 

I had been prepared to train him, to guide him into a position where he could protect Castor, be his guardian wod condident when I wasn’t around. But the more time I spent with Seven, the more I realized something 

He was so much more than just a guardian for Castor, 

He was brilliant. Resilient. Compassionate in a way I had never noticed before. His mind worked in ways that fascinated me -sharp, eager, quick to absorb knowledge like a sponge. 

And I wanted more for him. 

I had spent years hating him in my past life for something that had never even been his fault. I had blamed him, resersed him, turned my anger toward him when all he had been was a child in the wrong place at the wrong time. 

This time I realized, I would not let history repeat itself. 

I would give him the best life I possibly could. 

I just prayed he would accept it. 

Caius had carried the birthday cake box as on our way here, while Marcelene had sorted through the plastic utensils, paper plates, and napkins she had stuffed into a bag. 

“Oh wait, we forgot the lighter!” I gasped, my eyes widening in horror as they set the stuff down on the hexagonal table. 

Seven let out a soft laugh, shaking his head. “There’s really no need. This is more than enough 

Marcelene, of course, was having none of that. “Aren’t you supposed to be a dragon? Can’t you just breathe fire or something?” She said eyeing Dante. 

My head snapped toward Dante, eyes brimming with sudden excitement. “Oh! Can you?” 

Dante chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t think I can.” 

Caius arched a brow. “Have you tried? Dragon shifters have all sorts of abilities. Maybe your power doesn’t just stop at sharing spiritual energy.” 

Dante glanced at me, exhaled deeply, and finally sighed. “Alright, I’ll try. But if this goes wrong, no one blames me.” 

I beamed at him, clasping my hands together. “I won’t, promise!” 

“I will blame you,” Marcelene muttered, arms crossed. “What’s the point of being a dragon if you can’t even make fire?” 

Dante shot her a glare. Marcy smirked in response. 

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Seven once again cleared his throat. “I really don’t mind. I can just 

“Step aside.” Dante’s voice left no room for argument. 

Seven blinked and took a careful step back. 

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Dante strode toward the cake, rolling his shoulders as he stretched his fingers out. His hesitation was barely noticeable before his claws extended, his forearm shimmering as dark brownish and blue scales rippled over his skin. 

A faint glow surrounded his palm, and I could only watch in awe. 

And then- 

BOOM! 

“Oh, shit!” 

Seven yanked me back just as the entire candle erupted into flames–blue flames–spreading like wildfire across the cake. 

The frosting started melting. The paper plates next to it curled inward, their edges blackening 

“Uh, is frosting supposed to be flammable?” M 

I had no answer. 

asked, taking a cautious step back. 

“The books, Dante! The books!” I lunged forward, grabbing the nearest ones off the table. 

Dante cursed under his breath, his scales glowing faintly as he tried to contain the flames. “It won’t stop–I’m trying!” 

Seven rushed in and started blowing at it, Caius following suit, using his suit jacket to fan the flames. 

The flames burned through the fabric. 

“This…. doesn’t seem like normal fire,” Marcy muttered, her voice laced with panic. 

Dante attempted to smother the fire with his palm, only to hiss and pull back sharply.- 

I panicked, grabbing his hand. “Did you burn yourself?” 

He shook his head, though I could see the way his jaw tightened. 

Marcy yelled over the chaos, “Whose brilliant idea was it to light a candle inside a library?” 

I whirled toward her, glaring. “Whose idea was it to use dragon fire for a birthday candle?!” 

Caius had fully given up and was now blowing on the cake like his life depended on it. Seven followed suit. 

And in my panic, I did too. 

I inhaled deeply and exhaled. 

The room fell silent. 

I blinked. Everyone stared at me. 

The fire was gone. 

Nothing but smoke and ashes remained where the cake once was. 

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“…What just happened?” I asked, completely baffled. 

Dante’s brows furrowed. “Did you… do something?” 

I shook my head. “I blew on it.” 

Seven hummed thoughtfully. “Then there are two possibilities. Number one. you did something 

I shot him a dry look. “Yeah, I blew at it.” 

His lips twitched. “Or… the fire ran out of spiritual energy, which I’m assuming is what Dante used to light it in the first place.” 

Dante nodded slowly. “That… makes sense.” 

I slumped into a chair, staring at the remains of the cake. “I ruined it. I’m so sorry, Seven” 

Seven chuckled, shaking his head. “On the contrary, this was way more memorable than just blowing out candles” 

I wasn’t sure if he was trying to comfort me or if he genuinely meant it.