Everyone was talking about what happened earlier and it spread throughout the academy."Finally I found yah" Vondrel exclaimed after finding his dormitory."What the hell, is this where your dorm is situated....this is too bad " exclaimed James"What's so bad about it??" Vondrel asked"With what I heard about this place, student from the other dorm do pick on students in this dorm." James said Vondrel looked up at the entrance of the dorm where there was a large letter was written "BLUE BAND" "What does that mean??" He asked James traced his line of sight and saw him staring at the word on the entrance of the dorm."Ohh, that??" He lingered for few minutes before continuing."The bands are different colours used to differentiate the hierarchy between students. The blue band are the lowest rank designated for students who awaken weak abilities or who has low level resonance and those who are yet to awaken, the colour above the Blue, which is the Yellow band are for those who awaken
As Vondrel settled into his new life, he began to realize that he had found something truly special. This was more than just a group of friends - it was a family. They had each other's backs, no matter what.One night, as they sat in the common room, swapping stories and laughter, Vondrel felt a sense of belonging that he had never known before. He was home.But as the days wore on, Vondrel began to realize that not everything was as perfect as it seemed. Vondrel's days blurred together in a haze of humiliation and drudgery. He was forced to live a low profile, avoiding the sneers and taunts of his peers. He kept his head down, never making eye contact, never speaking unless spoken to.He became a ghost, a shadow of a student, invisible and insignificant. His only friends were the books in the library, his three friends and James which joined their crew.Even in the library, Vondrel couldn't escape the whispers. "Look at him, the failure, hiding among the books." "What's the point of
The next day came , every student in the academy went to their homerooms to receive lectures. Vondrel went to the combat class, so he can learn more about combat since he doesn't have an ability and he is also good in mastery of weapons.Walking to the small podium at the front of the classroom, an average height young man in his thirties, stood facing the group of students numbered in 20.He studied the students busy chatting away and then proceeded to clap his hands loudly, thereby drawing the attention of the students."Okay everyone....i standing here is your homeroom teacher, 'master Leo' I will be taking you guys lessons on combats and beast weapons. " master Leo saidVondrel stood among his fellow students with an indifferent expression, his attention was when to begin their combat class. Their instructor, a wise and seasoned warrior who addressed himself as Master Leo, greeted them with a bow."Today, we embark on a journey through the origins of martial arts and the ancient
Ahhhhhhh....pls make it stop.....pls I can't bear it anymore, male it stop Ahhhhhhh....."Vondrel!!!" Samuel shouted'GASP'Vondrel jolted up, trying to catch his breath, he had just had a terrible nightmare, now he is awake he couldn't remember the content of his dream."Hey dude are you okay.....did it happen again?"Timmy asked worriedlyThe four friends has grown closer for the pass two months, they had passed through hard times in the academy, they had also endured their fair share of being bullied by stronger students in the academy."yeah i'm fine" vondrel replied after calming down"are you sure man?" Noah asked for confirmation, as he passed a cup of water to him.Vondrel gupled the water hurriedly before flashing his friends a reassuring smile.Vondrel's mind was a maelstrom of turmoil, his dreams a twisted tapestry of memories that weren't his own. The dual blade's power had unlocked a door in his mind, allowing glimpses of the past to flood his consciousness. He saw himself
Vondrel watched as everything unfolded, he was paying attention to skills showcased by the other participants.As the battle went on, his mind wondered off.' Father told me to keep this special energy in me a secret until I am strong enough to protect myself with it, how then will I cope without using it.' his eyes moved from corner to corner, observing the spectators and instructors watching over everything.' I guess I really can't use it as of now.' he sighed The competition continued until the hologram showed.(Vondrel Brightvale vs Travis coaster)A loud cheer was heard from a single person which jolted vondrel out of his thoughts, he turned to look at the spectators seat... Vondrel could see Sam cheering him."Yhoooo man....you can do it, I trust you!!!" Sam screamed enthusiastically.He looked at Timmy and Noah sitting by his side, they weren't shouting but their encouraging looks said it all.He glanced at the spectators, a chaotic mix of humans, elves, vamps, werewolves and
The both attacks collided and cancelled out each other. 'Boom' An explosion rang out with smoke covering everyone's view....when the smoke cleared, they were shocked to see Anthony passed out cold on the floor while Joshua stood over him with a smirk plastered on his face. He stepped down from the stage while the screen displayed . (Joshua win) No one knew what happened except the supervisor and instructors. ... "Did you see that....the kid is fast and talented" a female supervisor said "He used the smoke to his advantage and delivered series of wind blades, and also charged at his opponent and delivering a finishing blow... is that what you call talent? " a male supervisor questioned "Moreover i can just take out the duo with just a wave of my hand "he added arrogantly "Sure you can, and i can see how pathetic you're, for you to compare yourself to those kids....ill like you to display that talent of yours against me." a female by his side voiced out with a smirk,
Next fight(Joshua vs Vondrel)Joshua stepped on the stage with a smile. Vondrel came out from the healers hall and stepped on the stage with a somber expression.He gave an heavy sigh, his body relaxing a bit after finding out that Rina was in good condition."Who do we have here, isn't it Vondrel the upcoming sword master" Joshua exclaimed sarcastically.Vondrel continued staring into space without responding to his taunt."Oh...can you see that? The mighty Vondrel became dumb." he laughed out loud(Fight)Vondrel gripped his blades tightly while staring forward at Joshua.' i should be cautious this time' He thought I see, no words needed" Joshua sighed. "Let's end this then, i'm also tired already"He released his aura and gripped his blade, without further, he slashed forward, immediately vondrel's blade emitted a faint glow, he also slashed forward. Their attacks collided and cancelled out each other.Joshua ran forward while slashing multiple times, wind slashes after wind sla
.....After a weekVondrel opened his eyes and immediately shot it due to the bright light illuminating the area."Hmm... " He groaned while squinting his eyes and adapting to the brightness coming through the window."You're finally awake." A voice came from the window.Vondrel flinched at the sound of the sudden voice.He tried lifting his body slightly to check who the intruder is, he felt pain shot through his body before falling back on the bed."Stay still, your body is still recovering " the figure who was by the window side said."Where am i? " Vondrel questioned as he laid down on the bed. His muscles were sore from strain."Isn't it obvious where you are?. You are lucky you're still alive and kicking, i don't know what you did or better still what that weapon did, you over exerted yourself, if not for my ability....you would have become a vegetable by now. " the figure paused" Or probably not, with that pure form of energy residing in you, you might not end up becoming a ve
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