"where did you say they went to?" a military man asked a kid who left his friends to save his life "they went searching for the source of the beast outbreak" Ronald replied "Are they crazy ?" the man asked "That should be an understatement sir, they are all being influenced by that curled long haired boy" Ronald said The man gave the kid a strange look. "There are lots of you guys with curly hair, how am I suppose to know who you are referring to." He then sighed "I pray they survive, we can't send help to them now, we need all the help we can get to protect the students here" the man muttered. "And who is this so called curled long haired boy?" ............................................. Standing right at the front of a cave is Vondrel and his group.... "Listen up guys, I'll clear the entrance and make a path that will lead to the centre, before clearing another path that lead to the source, all you have to do is stop the beast from following me through the pathway
"He did, he has always made it" Noah said with a smile plastered on his face. 'Swoosh' A figure stopped suddenly right at their front, his speed generated breeze which blew their hairs backward. Few eye eaters which survived could be seen flying away in the distance, going to different directions. "That was great" Vondrel exclaimed as he paused to stare at the others. "So did we save the day?" Jerry asked "What was the source of the beast... the hell, what's happening to him?" Mikel was speaking before suddenly exclaiming. "What do you mean by what's happening to him? " Vondrel asked with a confused gaze, noticing that Mikel was staring at him with an horrified look. " You... you're spasming" Sylvia stuttered while pointing at Vondrel " Hmm.... what does she mean?" Vondrel asked wearily. He noticed the horrifying looks of the others and decided to check himself up, but suddenly he gave voice to a loud shriek. "Ahhhhhhh". His bone bent awkwardly. "System what's happen
"We need to keep fighting" the commander tried to cajole everyone. "just shut up old man, we are tired already" a gifted shouted at the commander . " If you aren't too weak, we would have taken out this unending beast" another gifted stated angrily. “I… I… I’m exhausted,” a boy with explosive abilities muttered, his breath ragged and his limbs trembling. His energy reserves were completely depleted, and his body felt like it was on the verge of collapse. Sweat dripped down his forehead, and his legs wobbled beneath him. He’d given everything he had in the fight, detonating bursts of energy to fend off the unending creatures, but now there was nothing left. His powers had drained him dry. The settlement around him was chaotic, filled with the sounds of roars and clashing forces. But the boy couldn’t focus on any of it anymore—his mind was clouded with fatigue. He stumbled backward, his vision beginning to blur. He knew he was vulnerable, too tired to defend himself, and that re
In a quiet area near the cafeteria, a lone figure sat comfortably, his legs propped up on a second chair. His head rested gently against the wall, eyes shut, and his breathing was so slow and calm that it seemed as though he wasn’t breathing at all. The stillness around him exuded a sense of peace, as if he had retreated from the noise and movement of the world around him. Not far off, another figure—a woman—was approaching, her steps tentative and unsure. Uncertainty was clear in her expression, her brows slightly furrowed as she glanced toward the relaxed man. She hesitated, as if questioning whether this was truly the person she had been searching for. From where she stood, his face wasn’t entirely visible, and his unbothered posture did little to confirm her suspicions. Each step she took was careful, as though she wasn’t entirely sure whether to close the gap or turn back. Her thoughts seemed to wrestle with doubt, wondering if she had found the right person or if this was si
Vondrel walked past those that were arguing near the cafeteria, he went to sit on the chair as if nothing concerns him. Everyone's eyes turned to him. "Oh you're back, and I see your precious chairs are okay, well....the chairs actually did me something bad and since i couldn't punish it, i guess I can punish the owner instead" Brook said while staring down at Vondrel who ignored him. "Didn't he hear me, is he deaf?" Brook asked Dason "I don't know, and if I'm right, isn't this guy the dude who got the spot light during the expenditure? " Dason questioned back "He surely his, but that's not what I'm asking you, his he deaf?" Brook asked with anger. "Hey man, I don't know, why don't we find out" Dason responded. The duo moved forward to get close to Vondrel. "Didn't you hear what i said ugh?" Brook asked but received no response from Vondrel who already closed his eyes, busy thinking about his meeting with the echelons. "Very well then, i can possibly go ahead " Brook rai
Vondrel stepped into the dimly lit infirmary, the soft hum of medical equipment filling the room. His eyes immediately landed on Sam, lying still on the bed, a thin tube connected to a syringe, slowly dripping fluids into his arm. The sight of his friend so pale and unmoving sent a wave of unease through him. Vondrel scanned the room, noticing the others—James, Noah, and Timmy—standing nearby, their expressions heavy with concern. James leaned against the wall, arms crossed tightly over his chest, his jaw clenched. Noah sat in a chair beside Sam’s bed, his head bowed, lost in thought. Timmy paced nervously near the window, occasionally casting anxious glances at Sam, his brow furrowed in worry. They had all been waiting, watching, hoping for some sign that Sam was going to pull through. Vondrel took a deep breath, calming himself. Being a Rarebrid had its advantages—heightened senses being one of them. He focused for a moment, tuning out the soft chatter of the infirmary and the d
"Don't rush into this decision; take your time to think it through," Vondrel said calmly, though a certain firmness lined his words. "We accept," they all said in unison, their voices steady and resolved. Vondrel smiled faintly. "Alright, then. Let's begin." Without hesitation, he activated the ruler inheritance. --- (Accept or Decline) --- (Now that you have all chosen to follow the path, to stand beside the ruler in his quest for universal domination, the followers must undergo evolution.) --- (The evolution process will begin in 3... 2... 1... Brace yourselves—don't let go.) A brilliant purple formation flared up beneath them, quickly surrounding the six of them in a vivid circle. Waves of foreign energy pulsed out from the formation, seeping into the environment around them, causing everything the energy touched to evolve. The ground beneath their feet seemed to hum with newfound vitality. The air thickened with power. Vondrel felt the initial soothing sensatio
“What do you think they were doing, Miss?” Lori asked, glancing back at the dome. Miss Abbie paused briefly, her eyes narrowing in thought. “I trust you know that whatever you saw here should not be spoken about outside. And… did either of you understand the meaning of those markings? The ones on that dome formation?” Lori blinked, confused. “Markings? I don’t remember seeing anything like that.” Miss Abbie stopped walking and turned around to face her, surprise flickering across her usually calm features. “You don’t remember the writing on the dome?” Stelio, who had been quietly listening, shook his head as well. “It’s rare to see you surprised, Miss Abbie. So, you must know what you're talking about. But honestly, I can’t recall seeing anything like that either.” Lori nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I don’t remember anything unusual about the dome except for the bright light.” Miss Abbie's expression turned unreadable. “Neither of you remembers?” They both shook their head