The next day started as usual, the talks of what transpired during the contest had already died down due to the tense anticipation of the upcoming adventure. Vondrel attended lecture the next day with nothing unusual happening, it was as if the students and the homeroom teacher Mr Leo had completely forgotten about the contest.After the day's class, he went to the cafeteria before trying to locate miss Abby's location.He walked out of the cafeteria after vanquishing the served meal, then instead of going back to his dorm, he went through the alleyway beside the cafeteria and covered his head with his hood. He came out in an open field at the back of the cafeteria, then continued walking around the field, he was following the direction from the indicator given to him by Miss Abby.Vondrel came across a building, it was built like a small arch, the sides of the small arch, stood two tall buildings. Seeing the indicator pointing at the arch, he went closer and knocked twice on the door
Vondrel stood up and dusted his cloths before proceeding to walk towards his dorm and give his friends the feedback.- That robot needs to be taught a lesson - a voice suddenly resounded in his head"Where were you since, i thought you suddenly became deaf" Vondrel said in response- Hey...you don't have to insult me, I was just observing and that's it. Moreover don't you think that there are some hidden intentions behind her wanting you to be her private apprentice??." the kyokai blade asked"I'm not dumb, i know she has a reason for that, but all i want to do is to benefit from her at least before going for the upcoming adventure in three months from now." Vondrel replied in his head.- How about after the adventure??-- the kyokai asked again." I am yet to give that a thought for now" vondrel respondedHe now has two sheaths where he places his blades on his back, it stays there in an X shape. He can communicate with the blade, only if he makes contact. So he decided to place the s
TrialVondrel, James, Noah, Timmy and Sam all journeyed to the 'Auta' for their trial."Here we are" Vondrel said"What's this, it doesn't look like something an underground can be built-in " Sam exclaimed"Let's go in first, you will see for yourself " Vondrel repliedThey all went close to the door, as if planned, the door opened wide on its own. Vondrel moved forward while the others hesitated.Seeing their hesitancy..."Common guys you don't want to be left behind," He urgedThey all went in, as the last of them went past the door, it closed after them. The others followed vondrel in, carefully inspecting their environment but they couldn't find the underground. The arch that Vondrel and his friends entered was nothing like the grim, shadowy passage they expected. Instead, it looked more like the entrance to a high-end, well-appointed office. The stone structure was meticulously polished, with a smooth, glossy finish that reflected the soft, ambient lighting installed along its
They all went home tired both physically and mentally. They even forgot to grab something for dinner.Each reflecting on their battle. Savouring the bitter taste of defeat........After two days of straight defeat . On a fresh morning, they all went for their daily routine, lecture, cafeteria and gathered in their hostel."Those robots are really hard to deal with" Sam started"They are not hard, we just don't have what it takes to defeat them" Vondrel continued"Which is teamwork" James concluded"How can we achieve that?" Sam asked"It's not as if we have fought together before." "Did you guys noticed how our last battle before our defeat went?" Noah questionedThey all reviewed their last battle and decided to work on their weak points and improve where necessary."We have to cover up for each other, more than we did yesterday" Vondrel stated and they all set to go to the AUTA .'Why didn't you help me? ' Vondrel asked through his thought"I can't possibly help you to do everythi
"Aren't you being persistent??" Stelio questionedHe received no response from the five boys who came back the next day to challenge the trial again.'How kids like this be so persistent after consistent failure ' he thought while staring at them silently.'Whatever' he shook his head and smiled. ' They are fun to watch'This time...we are winning this" Vondrel stated firmly and that same sharp and domineering aura seeped out of him. The blade could sense it but it kept quiet."Don't get too cocky yet, because i don't think you will be able to defeat a single one of them, not to talk of the five of them" Stelio's voice was heard" We won yesterday, why will today be different??" Sam said" Just you watch" stelio responded "Let's see about that then" Vondrel responded while not averting his gaze from his opponents as he walked in."Have fun" Stelio saidImmediately they stepped into the stage, the robots entered a battle mode, their weapons glowed red and hot, the heat wave was felt b
It was a weekend. Vondrel and his friends decided to use the whole day for training."When do you guys plan to climb up the rank??" James questioned "Well....for now, we are focused on surviving during the adventure nothing else matters for now " Noah replied As they walked towards the AUTA, a girl walked towards them. To James in particular, she ignored the other and stared right at James."Hello James." She smiled, then her smile turned into a frown ."what are you doing with this weaklings?" The girl asked James."How many times have i told you not to call them weaklings Elsa? " James asked, as he stared at her with an offended expression."Scoff....i don't just understand what you actually see in them, not that it natters though. But it makes me sick to see you in the company of low lives." She said, then her frown began a huge smile "well have you thought about what i asked you about?" she asked seductively "Like i told you before, i'm not interested " James replied bluntl
The next day arrived and students were free to do whatever they like with their time. The news of Vondrel a blue band student making someone who is 350 levels above him and also a red band, run away in fear spread like wildfire. Some people couldn't believe it because it has never been heard of. "Are you sure he really did that or the girl actually left in an hurry to do something?" a vampire named Charlie asked his friends "Well that's the trending topic right now" Charles answered him."I will like to see how far he can go against me" Charming said with a glint in his eyes. Charlie, Charles and Charming are three best friends. Charles is a werewolf and Charming is a human. Their relationship baffles people as they wondered how a vampire and werewolf get along so well, even adding a human in their midst."Hmm...i sense someone getting into trouble " Charles joked "Charming just leave the dude alone, he's not up to your level " Charlie stated ........Vondrel and his comrades ge
The training continued relentlessly, pushing them beyond their limits as they honed every aspect of their being. They trained their body with fierce dedication, sculpting it into a vessel of strength and agility. Their oval, the energy field surrounding them, was fortified, expanding with each passing session. Mental walls grew stronger, reinforcing their willpower and fortitude, enabling them to endure physical and psychological challenges.Consciousness sharpened, allowing them to sense the faintest of shifts in their surroundings. Perception became heightened, as they learned to anticipate the moves of an opponent before they were even made. Reaction speed increased, turning split-second decisions into instinct. Their battle style evolved, becoming a seamless fusion of grace and lethal precision. Day by day, they trained, fought against Stelio training robots, absorbed wisdom, and transcended their former self. Every facet of their training interwove, forming a solid foundation
As Noah pressed on, the oppressive heat of the volcanic terrain began to shift. The air grew cooler, and a sharp, cutting wind howled through the landscape. The ground beneath him was now a mix of hardened lava and jagged stone, and his fire magic felt sluggish, the gusts sapping the energy from his flames. "Perfect," Noah muttered, wrapping his arms around himself against the biting wind. He pressed forward cautiously, his eyes scanning for any sign of danger. It wasn’t long before the sky above darkened, and the shrill cries of creatures pierced the air. Four massive sparrows, each the size of a small house, descended from the turbulent sky. Their feathers shimmered like polished obsidian, and their beaks glowed faintly with fiery embers. The sparrows circled him like vultures, their keen eyes locking onto him as they dove in turns. Noah barely managed to dodge the first strike, the force of the bird's claws gouging deep trenches into the ground. He retaliated with a blast o
The Shifting Inferno Noah’s boots crunched against the rocky terrain as he stepped into the ominous expanse of The Shifting Inferno. The air was heavy with ash and heat, the sky an eerie crimson streaked with black clouds. The ground beneath him radiated warmth, a forewarning of the volatile nature of the terrain. A faint rumble echoed through the ground, a precursor of what lay ahead. "This place feels alive," Noah muttered under his breath, his voice laced with unease. Despite his nerves, his determination remained steadfast. He clenched his fists, the faint warmth of his own fire sparking in his palms. The landscape before him was ever-changing. Magma Rivers snaked unpredictably across the ground, forming natural obstacles. Occasionally, the land would tremble violently, splitting apart to reveal glowing fissures that belched smoke and flames. Noah quickly realized that standing still was not an option. As he moved forward, he began to map the patterns in the shifting terra
In a dimly lit room, four figures stood at attention, their postures tense and their gazes fixed on the dominatingly beautiful woman seated before them. She radiated an aura of authority, her piercing eyes scanning each of them in turn. Her voice, calm yet commanding, broke the silence. “I have a mission for the four of you,” she began, her words deliberate. She paused, her gaze flickering across their uncertain faces. “You will receive no heads-up about the mission. No details. Just know this: the outcome is entirely up to you.” The group exchanged uneasy glances, but none dared speak. “Abbie,” a deep voice interrupted. The speaker was Stelio, with his mechanical arm that gleamed in the dim light. He stood beside her, his expression stern. “Don’t you think you should at least brief them? Give them some kind of hint?” Abbie turned her head slightly, one elegant eyebrow arched. “Anything, Stelio?” “I’m just saying,” he replied evenly, “sending them in blind feels reckless. At
Miss Abbie leaned back in her chair, her sharp gaze fixed on the four young men standing before her. Their account of their mission had been detailed, recounting their encounter with a raccoon-type beast at the Hyper tier and a snail beast at the Sidon tier. The crystals harvested from the creatures now lay on the table, their faint glow casting eerie reflections on the walls of the dimly lit room. “So,” she began, her voice calm but with an edge of coldness, “you claim to have successfully taken down a Sidon-tier beast.” “Yes, ma’am,” one of the young men replied, his voice steady, though a flicker of unease crossed his face. Miss Abbie’s lips pressed into a thin line. Her gaze swept over them, sharp enough to cut through steel. “Impressive. I hope you understand what such accomplishments mean—and what they demand from you moving forward.” Stelio, sitting nearby with his arms crossed, offered a wide grin. “They’ve grown a lot, Abbie. Look at them—young, capable, and now stron
The beautiful woman gazed at Vondrel with an enigmatic smile, her delicate hand extended toward him. "Let me have your blades," she said, her voice calm but carrying an undertone of authority. Vondrel hesitated but eventually complied with the woman's request. These twin blades were his most trusted companions, their power familiar yet mysterious. He couldn’t help but feel wary, but the lack of hostility in her aura made him reconsider. Finally, he nodded, summoning the Kyokai into his hands. The moment they appeared, the air grew heavy with their presence, the sharp hum of latent energy filling the space, the blades shimmered faintly, their edges pulsating with an enigmatic light.. He handed the blades over, watching as she grasped them with an almost reverent touch. “These are extraordinary,” she murmured, her delicate fingers brushing the hilts of the twin swords. Her touch seemed to awaken something within the weapons, as subtle ripples of energy coursed along their length. Ho
After narrating the origins of the Gohu race to Vondrel, the woman clasped her slender hands together, her bright smile radiating warmth and confidence. “Now that you know a part of our history, it’s time to make you the perfect ruler of the entire race,” she declared. “I still don’t understand,” Vondrel muttered, his tone a mix of hesitation and doubt. She tilted her head slightly, her gaze gentle yet questioning. “What is it that you don’t understand?” she asked. Vondrel sighed and continued. “If I were to piece this together, it’s clear there are others more suitable than me. Surely, you have candidates within your race who would be better choices.” He turned to face her fully, his tone firmer. “Besides, I’m not even one of you. I come from another race entirely.” Her smile softened, though her gaze remained unwavering. “You’re not wrong. There have been other candidates, and perhaps there are still others more suitable out there,” she admitted. Then, stepping closer to him, he
“Drink,” she offered, raising her own cup. Vondrel hesitated, watching as she took a long, deliberate sip. Then, cautiously, he brought the cup to his lips. The moment the liquid touched his tongue, his senses lit up. The initial taste was a harmonious blend of sweet and tangy, reminiscent of the juiciest summer fruit. A warmth followed, spreading through his body like liquid sunlight, soothing his battered muscles and clearing his mind. Beneath the sweetness was a subtle, smoky complexity, paired with a cooling herbal finish that lingered on his palate. It wasn’t just a drink; it was an experience. “What is this?” he asked, his voice almost reverent. “A gift of the ancients,” she replied, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “An elixir crafted from celestial fruits and the purest springs of the earth. It revitalizes the body and mind, a rare treasure.” Vondrel took another sip, savoring the taste. For a moment, he forgot his fatigue, lost in the drink’s unparalleled flavor. “This i
As Vondrel was whisked away from the suffocating darkness, a refreshing sensation coursed through his body, leaving him standing in an ancient throne room that seemed untouched by time. The space exuded a sense of grandeur and authority, the kind that demanded reverence from anyone who dared enter. Intricate patterns and carvings adorned the walls, depicting swirling wyverns and fierce battles from eras long past. The air itself felt heavy with power, carrying a faint, almost melodic hum that resonated through the chamber. The centerpiece of the room was an imposing throne set upon a raised dais, commanding attention as if it were the heart of the realm. The throne was carved from a shimmering obsidian-like stone, its surface interwoven with veins of glowing blue that pulsed faintly, reminiscent of a heartbeat. Its design was both elegant and brutal, with sharp edges and fluid curves blending seamlessly. Behind the throne loomed a towering wyvern carved from the same stone, its wings
Lucin’s unconscious body was encased in a floating, translucent sphere, suspended in stasis. Meanwhile, Vondrel found himself plunged into an endlessly warping dark void. The shifting space felt strangely familiar, triggering an unsettling sense of déjà vu. “Just show yourself already,” Vondrel growled, his voice heavy with irritation. “I don’t have time for this.” He waited, standing in the disorienting expanse, his patience wearing thin. Despite his heightened senses, there was no response—no movement, no energy signature, just the ceaseless warping of space. Vondrel clenched his fists, frustration bubbling within him. Is this some kind of endurance test? he wondered, his thoughts brimming with exasperation. Why does this feel exactly like the chaos I experienced during my transmigration? Can't they give me a break? Glancing down at his bruised, battered body, Vondrel grimaced. His usually rapid healing had slowed, his strength visibly waning. He heaved a weary sigh, realizi