POV: Complicated flips.Fatima heard Master Yedder had grown wary of her. He wasn't attacking with the careless gusto with which he had started. It meant it didn't underestimate her again, even his stance said it.A part of her was proud of the sudden respect but she was largely worried. Master Yedder was one of the most formidable fighters around and she didn't know how strong the new AI was in fights.“The whole place was quiet, every pair of eyes were glued on them, she saw Sima with a sad face still holding her hands in a prayer gesture and mouthing apologies.She ignored her and focused on Master Yedder who is circling her now. She wasn't angry at Sima, she knew it had to be a mistake but she didn't want to let her go off easily. She would have been minced meat by now if not for the system. “So what do I get if I win this fight in combat mode?” She asked the system telepathically.[Seeing as this is a strong opponent, you'll automatically go to level 2 instead of passing throug
POV: Level upgradeFatima walked away from the boy on the ground and went to the side to wait for the class to be over. She saw other trainees still battling with their opponents trying to perfect the flip but few people succeed. She had seen master Yedder write something on his communication device as she had finished the fight. There was a scowl on his face when she headed back to the side but she didn't care. She was glad to have finished the fight quickly.“How do I distribute the points, Yuki?” she asked. [Just think of where you want them to be, chose among Agility, combat skills or weapon efficiency]She thought carefully on it and came to a conclusion quickly. Her ability was leaked to her reflexes and speed. Her combat skills were her and training experience which was the most important thing of the three. “They hadn't started training with weapons so it wasn't important now, " she concluded. “10 points to my Combat skills and 5 points to my Agility," she said after a w
POV; Earlier Celestial.[A long time ago, when the kedrans and kizils walked the land and mixed freely with each other, there was peace and properties in the land]Fatima saw the peaceful landscapes of kedrans in the video. The whole experience was surreal and lifelike.[First of all, there was no power and the word kizil was not yet formed or spoken.] Then strange people appeared on kedran. They were three in number and said they were from a distant galaxy. A strange silvery substance that radiated power swirled constantly around them as they spoke and they had authority in their voice….]Fatima was finding it hard to watch and listen at the same time. The video was so engaging and enrapturing that she lost interest in it and she couldn't listen to Yuki's narration.‘Yuki, could I watch the video like a simulation? That is, I got to watch everything like I'm an onlooker.[Yes you can, the VR quality of my system is top notch.] “Okay, I'd like to try it,” She said.”Instantly her s
POV: Royal Kizil.Prince fen Paced around the room biting his well manicured nails and carrying his hand to his luxurious white hairs, he looked worried. He had woken up again to the bad dream which had only grown worse as time went on. He had tired focusing his energy on different hobbies he enjoyed but to no avail.He no longer enjoyed doing anything. He remembered the words of an old servant in the palace who had been put to death afterwards. The man had once told him to be careful on his path. That his path of greatness will start when he is 18 years old. At first, he brushed off the man's words. His tutors and father had told him from an early stage that people will always want to get favors from him because he was a prince and that he should learn to recognize and stern with those kinds of people. Lately it seems the man has been making sense, he was now 21 and had been having recurring nightmares since he was 18. He had no one to talk to, if only mother was alive, he thou
POV; soul magic.Concrete harder and keep those legs from shaking’ an old man said sharply to Hassan, hitting him on his legs with a mahogany stick.He felt tired as he concentrated on the task before him. He had been asked to shatter a tree with his mind. It was a mild assignment compared to the other tasks his grandfather had given him. For a long time, his grandfather and his friends in the secret society had been teaching him mystical and dark arts. He tried concentrating on the mango tree. The old man had said the trick was to feel the soul of the tree in his own cord and make it bow to his will. Hot beans of sweat ran down from his forehead and his eyes began to itch from staring long at the tree without blinking.“We knew that this would happen in your practical magic lesson.” The old man said. “Your progress was too rapid since you were not in the contrasts of a human. The rate of your improvement would now be based on your willpower not your intellect. How badly do you wa
POV; Security measures“Stand soldier” He commanded the poor soldier was weak and defeated such that he was likely not to be breathing. The handsome man scoffed How did a weakling like you get to become a soldier guiding the palace, you're so pathetic. Take him away” he thundered.He watched as the bloody soldier was dragged away without batting an eye, in truth the soldier was a good fighter but he was no way near this man.“Your Majesty” a voice interrupted him, he turned to look at the source of the voice. A guard with a royal uniform bowed before him, as if on cue. The voice continued.“My lord, the Emperor seeks your presence, " he replied.Prince fin frowned and dismissed the guard. Just when he thought his day was about to get better, the annoying mam had summoned his present. “How may I be of help to the greatest living kedran. He spat out sarcastically as soon as he got into the throne room.The Emperor dressed in a gold and royal fitting outfit sat unbrothed on the thr
POV; The library guard.“Am I supposed to be intimidated by that, how did she get up here in the first place?" he asked, thinking of changing the security guards from their post. He wondered how an old woman was able to sneak past all of them and entered his Chamber. More reason for him to change them, he thought. “It was getting incredibly hard for someone to find a trustworthy person, lately it seemed everyone he trusted had an ulterior motive so he always questioned their intention. But she was saying something about his destiny and he was now intrigued. For a fake, she had known exactly what to say and he wanted to hear her out further. “Enough with the questions I know exactly what has been troubling you lately. You've been having dreams every night and you don't know what it's all about.“I'm here to tell you the meaning. You just have to promise me that you'll keep it to yourself, she said.” staring at him without batting her eyeliner throughout the talk. He looked away un
POV: The old machine ‘Wonder why he isn't here yet, Sima said loud to no one in particular as she braided Fatima's hair.They were all waiting for Master Krim to come to class. For a while he had not been coming to classes as often as usual. Which was very strange as he was known to be punctual person. The trainees spent his period playing or engaging in other activities.Someone had once suggested that they report to master Yedder about it but the girl wo said it was quickly shut down by other students who felt like she was being to serious.“Fatima let out a bored sigh. She was feeding up with her surrenderings, she wanted to go back to the dormitory and talk freely to Yuki. She would do it with Sima around too but she had the tenderness of being lost in a conversation so much that she was unable to her what Sima was saying. She couldn't even keep a straight face either, Sima had told her that sometimes she smiles and laughs for no reason. Since then Yuki had advised her to limit t
POV: A Kizil Two hours had crept by and the queue for the health inspection exercises was still long. The trainees grumbled among themselves at the nurse's slowlynesse. The people at the front who back from the inspection told their colleagues at the back that she had taken time inspecting them with a large machine. They were sure that she wasn't a nurse, they spoke of her spooky manner and behavior. Fatima stood patiently in the queue. She was the only one standing erect, the rest of the trainees slouch in various positions angry at the long wait. Sima leaned on her, tired of standing for long. “Are you not tired of standing still for so long?” Sima asked her surprised that she didn't show any signs of weakness. “I'm not tired, I'm used to this kind of thing. I'm physically fit.” She replied. It was half true on her part. It was true that she was physically fit, but it wasn't why she wasn't tired. She knew it was her system; Yuki that made her strong.”“I'm sharp too, but I'm
POV: who's fears death.On reaching his room, prince Fin quickly removed all his clothes. The work ahead was not a pleasant one for finery. Reaching into his wardrobe he selected what he needed to take with him underground. He has made a mental note beforehand of what to carry. There was a black mask to hide his identity, a large coil for climbing robe, a pair of gloves, a touch light and mostly a gun. He was not sure if he was saved down there so he was not taking any chances. He slipped the key into his pocket of his trousers, he packed all the items into the bag and slung across his shoulders.He opened the window and looked out to look if it was safe to go through. It was a good thing that it was late, the darkness helped obscure the surroundings so he could easily slip by. He had made sure to wear black overalls. He had earlier marked out where all the surveillance cameras were and had chosen a route to avoid them. It was up to the universe to assist him out as he had made all hi
POV; The Sceptre.Prince Fin glanced fleetingly at the surroundings of the hallway as he walked briskly along the hall towards the royal court. He scarcely paid attention to the guards who saluted him as he walked past. His mind was far away. The Aged one had implied from the talk that they had that the key to the hidden underground library was with his father, the emperor. He had nearly given up when he had considered it at first. Finding the key seemed impossible, the emperor would not just leave the key laying around carelessly. He was a meticulous sharped eye man who was difficult in everything that he did. If there was one place the key would be, it was the emperor's bedchamber, he was sure of it. The room held a close place in the heart of the emperor who valued it above his children and he had repeatedly told the guards not to allow them to enter his room. He had bad memories of being sent away from the room while growing up. He had not given it much thought for a long tim
POV: Sad songs.Hassan woke up to face the harsh rays from the sun that was shining on his face. The continuous crowing from the cock, was not pleasant to ears, as to deny him the peace and calm he needed. Thanks to grandfather, he barely had enough time to rest, as he was always put through vigorous practical training since the man had claimed that he needed all of it.”The training to him was not doing any good, and he was already fed up with all these.The imprint of the body he was in kept on telling him about how he should wait carefully for him to give him an escape plan, and he had been doing just that. Still, he had not gotten any lead, and the wait was becoming unbearable.”He tossed himself on the bed, trying so hard not to open up himself to the obvious reality that he was still stuck, with his grandfather and his men. All of it was in no way among the plans he had for himself. There was advisor Thadron to handle, and every single second he spent there, only made him ha
POV: The old machine ‘Wonder why he isn't here yet, Sima said loud to no one in particular as she braided Fatima's hair.They were all waiting for Master Krim to come to class. For a while he had not been coming to classes as often as usual. Which was very strange as he was known to be punctual person. The trainees spent his period playing or engaging in other activities.Someone had once suggested that they report to master Yedder about it but the girl wo said it was quickly shut down by other students who felt like she was being to serious.“Fatima let out a bored sigh. She was feeding up with her surrenderings, she wanted to go back to the dormitory and talk freely to Yuki. She would do it with Sima around too but she had the tenderness of being lost in a conversation so much that she was unable to her what Sima was saying. She couldn't even keep a straight face either, Sima had told her that sometimes she smiles and laughs for no reason. Since then Yuki had advised her to limit t
POV; The library guard.“Am I supposed to be intimidated by that, how did she get up here in the first place?" he asked, thinking of changing the security guards from their post. He wondered how an old woman was able to sneak past all of them and entered his Chamber. More reason for him to change them, he thought. “It was getting incredibly hard for someone to find a trustworthy person, lately it seemed everyone he trusted had an ulterior motive so he always questioned their intention. But she was saying something about his destiny and he was now intrigued. For a fake, she had known exactly what to say and he wanted to hear her out further. “Enough with the questions I know exactly what has been troubling you lately. You've been having dreams every night and you don't know what it's all about.“I'm here to tell you the meaning. You just have to promise me that you'll keep it to yourself, she said.” staring at him without batting her eyeliner throughout the talk. He looked away un
POV; Security measures“Stand soldier” He commanded the poor soldier was weak and defeated such that he was likely not to be breathing. The handsome man scoffed How did a weakling like you get to become a soldier guiding the palace, you're so pathetic. Take him away” he thundered.He watched as the bloody soldier was dragged away without batting an eye, in truth the soldier was a good fighter but he was no way near this man.“Your Majesty” a voice interrupted him, he turned to look at the source of the voice. A guard with a royal uniform bowed before him, as if on cue. The voice continued.“My lord, the Emperor seeks your presence, " he replied.Prince fin frowned and dismissed the guard. Just when he thought his day was about to get better, the annoying mam had summoned his present. “How may I be of help to the greatest living kedran. He spat out sarcastically as soon as he got into the throne room.The Emperor dressed in a gold and royal fitting outfit sat unbrothed on the thr
POV; soul magic.Concrete harder and keep those legs from shaking’ an old man said sharply to Hassan, hitting him on his legs with a mahogany stick.He felt tired as he concentrated on the task before him. He had been asked to shatter a tree with his mind. It was a mild assignment compared to the other tasks his grandfather had given him. For a long time, his grandfather and his friends in the secret society had been teaching him mystical and dark arts. He tried concentrating on the mango tree. The old man had said the trick was to feel the soul of the tree in his own cord and make it bow to his will. Hot beans of sweat ran down from his forehead and his eyes began to itch from staring long at the tree without blinking.“We knew that this would happen in your practical magic lesson.” The old man said. “Your progress was too rapid since you were not in the contrasts of a human. The rate of your improvement would now be based on your willpower not your intellect. How badly do you wa
POV: Royal Kizil.Prince fen Paced around the room biting his well manicured nails and carrying his hand to his luxurious white hairs, he looked worried. He had woken up again to the bad dream which had only grown worse as time went on. He had tired focusing his energy on different hobbies he enjoyed but to no avail.He no longer enjoyed doing anything. He remembered the words of an old servant in the palace who had been put to death afterwards. The man had once told him to be careful on his path. That his path of greatness will start when he is 18 years old. At first, he brushed off the man's words. His tutors and father had told him from an early stage that people will always want to get favors from him because he was a prince and that he should learn to recognize and stern with those kinds of people. Lately it seems the man has been making sense, he was now 21 and had been having recurring nightmares since he was 18. He had no one to talk to, if only mother was alive, he thou