"Now then, where shall we begin?" Sir Leon said, his words slow and drawn out, his voice hoarse and icy. He walked with a heavy step around the room before stopping in front of Adamax and Talia, then planted himself in the space between their chairs.Sir Leon then turned to Adamax, bending down so that their faces were level. In a grave tone, he said, "You. Let's start with you. If there's no progress with your talent, then..." Adamax couldn't stop himself from trembling as the fear he felt for this man reached new heights. In all his lives, past and present, he'd never felt this level of terror. Sir Leon was indeed an intimidating man. Despite his fear, Adamax only managed to break out in a cold sweat under the imposing gaze of the man behind the large, bug-like glasses.Just as Sir Leon was about to finish his statement, a banging thunderous alarm sounded from the four corners of the classroom, its purple light blinking. "Badrum, badrum, badrum, badrum, badrum."Adamax froze to t
Adam was so shocked that he hadn't even had time to process what was happening when he felt someone push him from behind. “Whoop!”He was falling from the top balcony of his hotel booked room, and he could see the ground getting closer and closer. He had no time to think, no time to plan, no time to react. All he could do was fall.As he fell, a thousand questions raced through his mind. Who had pushed him? How had they gotten into his hotel room? And why had they done it? But he had no time to ponder these questions, because he was plummeting towards the ground at a terrifying speed. He was certain that he was going to be seriously injured, or worse, die!As he plummeted towards the ground, he heard the horn of a truck blaring nearby. “Pum! Pum!!”He thought it might be a mirage, a hallucination brought on by the fear and confusion of the moment. But as he fell closer to the ground, the sound grew louder. He was suddenly struck by a horrifying realization - he was going to be hit
Adam hit the ground with a thud, his stomach taking the brunt of the impact. Confusion clouded his mind as he struggled to understand what had just happened. How had the girl managed to throw him across the room without even getting close to him? But with just the words she had spoken - but how was that possible? It didn't make any sense.Adam lifted his head from the floor, squinting up at the girl who loomed over him. Behind her, a bunch of teenage kids from the detention room had gathered, an angle of 180 degrees, like points on a compass, surrounding him on all sides. As he lay on the floor, Adam's head was spinning from the impact of the throw. His eyes were heavy, and it took all his effort to keep them open. But he knew he had to see what was happening around him, no matter how much it hurt. As he blinked, his vision came into focus, revealing a scene unlike anything he had ever seen before.As his vision cleared, Adam noticed that the students' eyes were glowing with otherwo
On the way home, his eyes were heavy with exhaustion. His head lolled against his mother's shoulder, and he couldn't even see the streets outside of the school. He was caught in a hazy daze, too tired to even be aware of his surroundings.It wasn't a willing sleep though, his mother had done something to him, causing him to fall into a deep sleep the moment they left the school. He was completely unaware of what was happening as his mother carried him home, his body limp and heavy in her arms.The woman was certainly strong, both physically and powerfully. She was as powerful as any of the others, her skill unearthly and almost supernatural. "Look, I got this for you," she said, and placed a white notepad in his hands. As soon as they entered the house, Adamax woke up with a start. He looked around in confusion, and it slowly dawned on him that he hadn't seen the outside world at all - not the sky, not the plants, not even the people. He had been asleep the entire time, and he had
Adam's eyes fluttered open as the grogginess began to dissipate, his young voice cracking as he spoke. "Ugh," he grunted, still feeling the effects of sleep weighing heavily on his mind and body.As he fluttered his eyes open, he was met with the sight of several faces staring down at him. "What the heck?!" Adam exclaimed as he sat bolt upright, the sudden movement making him dizzy. He realized he'd been lying down, and now he was sitting up. As his eyes scanned the room, he could only see the legs of the youngsters standing around him. Then, it dawned on him that he was the center of attention, and they were all staring at him. Some of them were smirking and snickering, as if amused by his confusion."Where am I?" Adam thought to himself, his mind racing to make sense of the situation. The last thing he remembered was shaking hands with the strange little girl, Laylane, and then everything went black. And now, here he was, surrounded by teenagers who were finding his disorientatio
“Ha, ha, ha!” Adamax let out a strangled laugh, his chest heaving as he panted for breath. He was exhilarated and terrified at the same time, the adrenaline coursing through his body like a jolt of electricity.His eyes darted left and right, looking for any sign of the others. "Am I finally out of sight?" he whispered to himself. He was crouched in the janitor's closet, heart pounding in his chest. He hoped he had escaped undetected.A vow formed in his mind - he would never return to that classroom, not if he could help it. "And what is this 'talent' they keep talking about?" he wondered. It was a strange, mysterious concept, but he couldn't deny that he was curious to know his own. Yet, he was also terrified of what he might find out.Adam crept out of the janitor's room, backpack slung over his shoulder, careful not to make a sound. He made his way through the school and out the front door, eager to see what the outside world looked like in this strange, unfamiliar place.“Woah
Pedro frowned as he looked down at the little boy, his expression dark and stern. "How did you do that?" he growled, grabbing Adamax by the collar of his shirt. He was a man of quick temper, and he did not tolerate jokes or pranks. "I'm warning you, kid," Pedro snarled, revealing his sharp fangs in a silent threat. "Don't mess with me. I'm not playing games." His words were spoken with a tone of menace, and his gaze was cold and unyielding. Adamax stumbled backward, stunned by the strange phenomenon. No matter how fast or slow Pedro walked, the steps always remained six strides long. It was as if time and space were bending to his will. Adamax was at a loss for words, utterly bewildered by what he had witnessed.Despite his shock, Adamax found himself lifted off the ground by the collar of his shirt. Pedro's strength was far greater than his own, and he was powerless to resist. "Speak!" Pedro barked, his tone leaving no room for argument. Adamax trembled as he hung suspended in
Adamax awoke to the sound of laughter and the feeling of eyes upon him. It took him a moment to realize where he was. It seemed that, once again, his mother had made him fall asleep and deposited him in his classroom.But this time, something was different. He didn't feel shocked or fearful. Instead, he felt a strange sense of confidence. He knew that no matter how useless his power was, it was still something unique to him. He was special, even if his talent wasn't particularly useful.Adamax's thoughts raced as he tried to right himself. "All I need to do is play my cards right," he mused to himself. "I have to figure out how to use this power to my advantage. I have to find a way to make it work for me."As Adamax got to his feet, a familiar voice called out from across the room. "Where do you think you're going?" It was the fire-wielding boy from the first day of school, the one who had bullied Adamax and made him wet his pants.The boy bent down, his hand forming a small firebal
"Now then, where shall we begin?" Sir Leon said, his words slow and drawn out, his voice hoarse and icy. He walked with a heavy step around the room before stopping in front of Adamax and Talia, then planted himself in the space between their chairs.Sir Leon then turned to Adamax, bending down so that their faces were level. In a grave tone, he said, "You. Let's start with you. If there's no progress with your talent, then..." Adamax couldn't stop himself from trembling as the fear he felt for this man reached new heights. In all his lives, past and present, he'd never felt this level of terror. Sir Leon was indeed an intimidating man. Despite his fear, Adamax only managed to break out in a cold sweat under the imposing gaze of the man behind the large, bug-like glasses.Just as Sir Leon was about to finish his statement, a banging thunderous alarm sounded from the four corners of the classroom, its purple light blinking. "Badrum, badrum, badrum, badrum, badrum."Adamax froze to t
Adam's heart began to pound as his mind raced with possibilities. If the Pops and the Second Russell were here, that meant they knew the person they were tracking had some connection to this dump of a school. He mumbled under his breath, "Oh no, this can't be happening."Adam needed something to distract himself from the panic rising in his chest. He had to get out of this classroom, and fast.He stood up, intending to make an excuse to leave, when Kiran bellowed, "You there! Sit down! Where are you going? Don't tell me you have done something again?"Desperate to reply to Kiran, Adam blurted out, "I just need to go to the bathroom, that's all."Kiran narrowed his eyes at Adam, seemingly unconvinced. "I don't believe you. You're a conniving little sneak. And the fact that you cheated death countless times and still counting, is evidence."Somehow, Adam found this useful as a distraction. The tension between the two was broken when the classroom door flew open and people burst in. Ev
“How did he not die!” The words like a Bang! hit hard into Adam's head, hurting his brain and echoing in his ears. It wasn't a question whoever spoke those words asked, it was a sentence born out of shock, infused with a wave of anger and a rising disgust.If it hadn't been for the fact that Adamax had experienced this before, he might not have known what was happening or where he was. But the sound of the voice, the familiar tone of the words, told him everything he needed to know, which was that he was at school again, and his other mother had done something to him once more.Adamax mumbled to himself, "I need to figure out how she does this. How does she put me to sleep without me even realizing it?" But then, reflecting on what had happened before now, he remembered that he had been about to be tracked the day before. He was alone in his room, trying to destroy the tablonnet, when he heard his mother's voice calling out to him. Her footsteps grew louder as she approached his do
In a secluded and mysterious part of Ulaetsria, two men stood facing each other, their clothes and demeanor as different as night and day. They looked like rivals, their gazes locked in a fierce and unyielding stare. Tension hung in the air, thick and heavy, as if a storm was brewing.The smaller man, not so built and not very imposing in stature, was dressed entirely in white, the fabric glowing even in the dim light. Every piece of his clothing, from his tunic to his pants to his gloves, was as white as fresh-fallen snow.In stark contrast, the larger man who was tall and muscular, had his broad shoulders seeming to span the entire room. He towered over the man in white, casting him in shadow. His entire outfit was as dark as midnight, the fabric seeming to absorb any light that touched it. Even in the dimness of the room, the man in black was impossible to miss.The man in black spoke, his voice like gravel grinding together, "Your time is up. I've given you more than enough cha
It seems that everything about Adamax 001 was centered around him being labeled as "useless." There were no details about his family, school, or even his face. Only his age and the mention of him being useless along with his talent were present. “What sort of fuckery is this?” Adamax blurted out, his voice sounding like a bratty kid throwing a tantrum. The only useful piece of information available there was a series of numbers: 002-501-670. But it wasn't just a random string of numbers - the word "day" was written beneath it. So, perhaps it was a date? That seemed like the most likely possibility he could think of. Adamax tapped the search icon and spent a few minutes typing out various combinations of letters and numbers until he was able to match the code he'd seen. He typed in "002-501-670," and pressed enter. Tap! With a decisive tap, Adamax pressed the search button. The page took a little longer to load this time, but eventually, the results appeared. “Now, this is a piece
Bleak!The tablonnet suddenly glowed brightly once more, and the padlock symbol appeared to hover in mid-air above its glass screen. The tablonnet was locked, and could not be accessed until it was unlocked. The glowing symbol almost seemed like it was taunting Adamax, challenging him to unlock the device and access its contents."That's not a problem," Adamax muttered to himself as he made his way to the bed, where he had dropped the tablonnet. He reached down and picked it up, turning it over in his hands as he pondered how to unlock it. He knew there must surely be a way.Without a second thought, Adamax set down his notepad and pen, picking up the tablonnet once more. In his previous life, he had been an expert at unlocking electronic devices, and he knew that this one would be no different. He would have it open in mere minutes.In his previous life, Adam had worked alongside Mr. Kent at a technology company. Mr. Kent was known for his temper, and whenever one of the company's
Despite the confusion and events that had happened, Adam couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss with this child, Adamax, whose body now housed his soul.The mirror incident had been strange enough. But now, he felt as though there was some kind of blockage in his talent, preventing him from accessing it in its fullest form.While it's true that having math as a talent can be challenging, Adam found some advantages to it, making it not so bad after all. Moreover, the fact that his talent had affected everyone in Ulaetsria made it even more evident that his talent was quite dominant, even though he had no clue of what the kid actually did.Secondly, in a world where math and science were somewhat foreign concepts, Adam's talent was certainly an advantage. However, the blockage he felt was preventing him from accessing the full potential of his talent. Without the ability to break through this blockage, he was limited in his use of his talent.But what could be the cause o
"You?! What in heaven's name are you doing at this part of the house and particularly, my room?" Adamax exclaimed, his voice rising a bit in a mix of shock and amusement.At some point, the amusement and shock on his face were wiped away and replaced with a frown. “What are you doing in my room, kid?” he growled, his voice not any farther than a teenager's growl. “Don't you know what privacy is?” He bent down, bringing his face level with Laylane's.Adamax didn't want to yell at a child, but he also knew how much he valued his privacy. It had been a source of solitude and warmth in his previous life, and he wasn't ready to give that up just because he was now in a different world and in a mini body. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.But the little girl wasn't even the least bit remorseful for barging in instead, she giggled as she pointed at the tablonnet on the table. Adamax followed her gaze, his eyes landing on the device he had placed on the table earlier. It glo
Gizoro looked at Adamax 001 with a blank expression. “You know I'd be obligated to send you back in time if you were to reveal what you know,” he said, as he kept his eyes on the road. He reached behind him and grabbed something from the backseat without taking his eyes off the road. Adamax rolled his eyes and sighed, annoyed. This was his fate, wasn't it? Being exploited even when they had a fair bet - an answer to any random question, in exchange for his 'useless' talent. “Humph!” he muttered under his breath, trying to stay calm.Gizoro placed a small, rectangular device on Adamax's lap. It looked like a smartphone, but larger, sleeker and more futuristic. “Be careful with that Tablonnet,” Gizoro warned him sternly. “Any information you access with it can be traced by Gibron.”Adamax's jaw dropped as he looked at the Tablonnet in his hands. It was a lot heavier than he had expected. He could barely hold it with both hands.The Tablonnet was clearly made of metal, probably iron