Jaden felt himself slowly coming to consciousness, every inch of his body feeling heavy and drained of energy. He could barely move a muscle, as if his body had been pushed to its absolute limit. As he tried to move his limbs, a cold chill ran down his spine, sending shivers through his entire body. He struggled to open his eyes, his vision hazy and unclear.When his eyes finally opened, he found himself staring up at the night sky. The stars shone brightly above him, casting a dim light across his surroundings. The cool breeze continued to brush across his skin, sending goosebumps all over his body.Jaden tried to lift himself up, but found his body unresponsive. He could feel the weight of his exhaustion bearing down on him, making it difficult to do anything. He closed his eyes, trying to get his bearings and focus his mind.As he lay there, he couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't. It felt like he was caught between two worlds, suspended in a space where time and reality had

In a spacious office, Major Philip sat behind a large wooden desk, his dark hair combed back, and his buff build filling out his military attire. His scruffy beard had patches of white in it, indicating years of service to his country. As he tapped his foot on the floor, his mind was preoccupied with the ongoing situation outside.A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. "Come in," he said, his tone stern and commanding.A woman in a suit entered the room, her face bearing the stress of the current situation. "What's the situation out there?" Major Philip asked."It's getting worse, more people are joining the crowd, and we cannot send them away," she explained, her voice laced with concern.Major Philip sighed as he looked towards his window, the faint chanting growing louder. "Sir, here's a report of the base in Varia," she said, handing him a file.He received it, placing it on his desk. "You may leave," he dismissed her."Yes, sir!" she saluted before exiting the office.Majo

Jaden and Alex arrived at the training grounds, where they found Miss Thompson awaiting them. Her arms were crossed, and her expression held a stern edge as she observed Jaden's new hairstyle. "Jaden, I hope you're prepared for today's training," she said with authority.A mixture of excitement and nerves coursed through Jaden as he surveyed the training equipment. While he had trained with his father on a few occasions, he understood that Miss Thompson's training would push him to his limits. Envy flickered within him as he admired Alex's innate athleticism and strength as an aura user.Leading them to a vast open field, Miss Thompson directed them to the far end, where containers filled with sharp sand awaited. She allowed Alex to join in the training, hoping his presence would inspire Jaden to grow."Today, we'll focus on tenacity," Miss Thompson declared, her voice unwavering. "The ability to endure pain directly correlates to the power of your strikes. I will break you down and b

Jaden's body trembled with exhaustion, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggled to regain his breath. Beads of sweat dripped down his face, leaving damp imprints on the ground beneath him. Frustration gripped his mind, as he realized he couldn't even land a single blow on Miss Thompson or Alex. He cursed his physical limitations, yearning to break free from them and grow stronger. He knew he couldn't give up, for his own sake and to unravel the truth behind his father's untimely demise.Miss Thompson observed Jaden intently, her gaze fixed upon him. "You must push through, Jaden. Don't give up now," she urged with a sense of determination.Suddenly, Jaden straightened up, his eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something elusive. Then, without warning, he jerked back as if struck by an unseen force. His eyes rolled back, leaving only the whites visible, and his body convulsed as if seized by a powerful tremor."Jaden!" Alex and Miss Thompson cried out in ala

Jaden was left utterly bewildered by the whirlwind of events that had unfolded. Miss Thompson's words had left him grappling with the unsettling idea that someone else had wrested control of his very body. His thoughts involuntarily circled back to the reflection he had seen in the mirror—the voice that always seemed to brim with irritation and arrogance. Yet, beneath the veil of egotism, he sensed an undercurrent of anguish in that voice. The question nagging him was: who was this person, and what were their intentions?As he pondered, Jaden's mind involuntarily drifted back to the tomb where his ordeal had begun. Vivid memories surfaced—the details of his arrival, the cryptic bracelet that had led him to the tomb. Suddenly, he realized with a start that the bracelet was absent. His gaze darted downward, confirming his suspicion. He had forgotten about it amidst the turmoil. The odd dreams, the inexplicable changes to his appearance, and now this unwelcome entity... Could he even con