After one successfully awakens from their state of limited ascension, their true internal Qi is formed, and they are able to choose a path of ascension for themselves. Arthur continued coughing up blood with his back hunched over. All the external wounds he sustained had been healed, but his organs and bones were still not healed. He could feel broken bones piercing into his innards, and could only cough out in pain. Every soul has alternating requirements needed for an awakening, and this was based on that character itself and how the awakening would affect it. Most awaken through the excitement of battle or sudden explosion of pent up emotions from the soul. Some awaken through intense pain and anguish, and fewer awaken through pleasure and excitement. There are some overpowered prodigies that even awaken in their sleep with little physical and mental simulation. No matter how one awakens, they would undoubtedly suffer backlashes from breaking through the wall that surroun
“Now that you've awakened, it's time to choose a path for yourself. Be careful when choosing a path as you'll be unable to reverse your choice.” [The Path Of The Destroyer — The one who brings death and carnage. Wide range of destruction based abilities, terrifying aura and attacking power.] [The Path Of The Constructor — The one who builds and creates. Wide range of repair based abilities with some related to reality warping, and even absolute regeneration capabilities.] [The Path Of The Villain — The one who is against all without sentiments, owning a vast range of versatile abilities and a set of powerful evolution roads.] [The Path Of The Hero — The one who aids all and defends. The guardian of it's light and truth, a truly powerful path for one who has a resilient heart and a strong thirst for battle with a variety of skills.] [The Path Of The Chaotic — Vile, crazy, demonic and immoral. The chaotic path is for those who are drunk in the demonic pleasure of unhinged destruct
Arthur dashed forward, appearing metres away and closing the distance between the Iron Hooves and himself in an instant. The ground behind him was shattered from his dash due to his risen strength. In three more steps, he arrived directly behind Aaron and Lilith, leaving everyone stunned. His speed and strength had increased from his path choice, and so had his attack power and reaction speed. Arthur dashed to the side, dodging a metal spike that would have pulverized him if his movements were just a second slower. As soon as he landed, he dashed into the monster's attack range. [Dragon Guard]!— Although he had traded all those capabilities for defense, Arthur still rocked his class as a warrior. He still had a lot more cards irregardless of the weaknesses he'd obtained from his newfound power. The Iron Hooves roared crazily as it spat out bullets of metallic bulbs at Arthur, but due to the latter's high reaction speed, he easily weaved through the attacks and pressed on wit
Arthur watched the door to the gates close with the others. Although the process was tiring and boring, they were all forced to stand by until the end. That end, is the minute the gates itself crumbled away. "Oh, great great. It's gone now, so wonderful. Can I run off to get some food to eat?" Aaron cried out the second the gates disappeared, then, before Drake or anyone else could react, he merged with the shadow cast by Arthur over him and disappeared. "Huh? Where does he think he's running off to like that? Shouldn't he sit down and rest some more, or was he too inactive in the fight to sustain wounds." "Sneaky freak, do you want to die? If you run past the door, I'll smash your teeth in anytime I find you." Her eyes gleamed crazily as Felicia drew out her bow and after nocking in an arrow, she fired at the escaping shadow without hesitation. With just a quick dash to the side, the ball of shadow that housed Aaron dodged the arrow then took form just a few inches away. It
"Oh, they're back already. Hey, Arthur! We were just talking about you." A tall and charming young man around Arthur's age spoke up as he approached the frowning duo with a wide grin on his face. "Bran, what do you want? Get out of my way before I slam your face into the hole you crawled out of. Those two minions of yours stink." Arthur threw a glance at duo standing besides Bran, and his lip corners raised. The girl and a boy who Arthur understood to be twins stood besides the grinning Bran who flaring eyes, but they were unable to do anything rash. In the face of a student who'd already surpassed Lv3, they were trash. "Hahahaha, bulling the weak? That's not like you, my friend." Bran took a step forward and reached out his hand to touch Arthur, wearing a smirk on his face, "I wonder what you've earned from that dungeon." Arthur smacked away Bran's arm, and in the blink of an eye, his expression turned somewhat ugly. He was genuinely not too shocked that Bran would know, but t
"Heh, are you cowering back in fear? Why don't you guys attack me now that I've beat up all your crooks without breaking a sweat?" Arthur grinned, taking a step forward with his eyes gleaming demonically. "H–hey, get away from me! What kind of power did you guys get from that dungeon? Did you jump two more levels or something!" Bran roared, taking his step back and hiding himself behind the twins. He had just became a level 5, he knew that it would be beyond his capabilities going against his own team if the team came. Because of this reason, Bran knew he was levels beneath Arthur. "You see how pathetic this rat is? Did you not enjoy bullying those even more pathetic weaklings? Did a show of strength frighten you so much?" Arthur had no intention of holding back, he kept poking at Bran's pride ruthlessly. "Damn you! How dare you insult master so much just because you're strong! You're a disgrace to those who hold power and sit at the top." One of the twin, a male shouted at the top
Arthur stepped out of the shop to see Lilith waiting at the front for him. She was eating some kind of sweet and seemed to not have noticed Arthur's appearance until he was just a few steps away from her. "You're done already? That was quite fast. When will you come back to pick it up? A day? Two days?" Lilith asked, genuinely curious on how they could fix such a weapon — a shattered masterpiece. "None of your business. I'm going home, and please I don't need any more of your questions." Arthur rolled his eyes, then walked past the still Lilith. He didn't run off this time to conserve energy. If he got home, he would take a long nap then get just a few bowls of food to eats, and maybe train a bit. The issue relating to the bad feeling would be dealt with at another time. He wasn't a tank, so he needed rest. Well. He wasn't a tank, yet. "Excuse, just one question. I won't say another word if you can answer this." Lilith pleaded whilst walking by his side, her brows knitted and li
"So, do you live here alone? Where is your guardian? I can only find a few old photos here, doesn't she stay in the house for a long time?" Lilith returned the framed photograph she'd picked up and asked Arthur with a frown on her face, confused and curious. "I live here with my mother, and of course she doesn't stay at home much since she's always out on quests to feed the family." Arthur rolled his eyes as he lifted the lid of the pot, letting steam rise up before closing the pot again. Sweat had began forming on his palms. It was mainly due to the heat from the pot. It was still hot, but Arthur had to check on it every three minutes to ensure it didn't get overcooked or undercooked due to his negligence. It wouldn't be a funny sight. "So most of the time, you're alone correct?" Lilith had the frown glued to her face as she bent down to pick a second framed photo. In the photo, Arthur was raised up and hugged tightly in the woman's arms. "Yes." Arthur turned around, then afte