Today was another day the notorious Clayborn Guild brought terror to Ravenshire village. As a group of ruthless earth ability users, they exploited their powers to prey on the weak. An elderly fishmonger sat outside his humble cottage, desperately trying to sell the last few fish on his tray. His peaceful afternoon was shattered when members of the guild approached him, snatching his purse and attempting to wrestle it from his grasp. "Just let it go, old man," one thief sneered, pulling harder. "I beg of you, don't take this money. It's everything I've sold since this morning. That's all I have left to live on," the old man pleaded, kneeling down, his hands still attached to his purse. The old man's strength was no match for the young thieves. His grip slowly loosened, and he finally let go. The thieves smiled, satisfied with their victory. "You shouldn't have tried, old man. It was pointless," they mocked. As they turned to leave, a voice spoke from behind in a commanding ton
With a fierce cry, Drake used his last energy to raise the beast right up into the air by turning off the gravity around the beast. Then, he took out his two daggers and waited below.When the beast came crashing down, it landed on the two daggers, screaming in pain. Drake noticed that he had dealt a significant blow, but the daggers didn't penetrate deep enough.He needed something to go deeper, and then he saw John standing there with his sword. "John, hand over your sword!" Drake shouted.John didn't hesitate for a moment, he quickly handed over his sword, knowing that Drake was their only way to win the beast. Drake quickly approached the beast, which was still weak from the previous attack.With a swift and deadly motion, Drake was ready to plunge the sword into the beast's heart. But just as he was about to deliver the final blow, flames came from nowhere and burned the beast to death.The team turned to see who had intervened, and their eyes fell on Rizzo and his team, who were
As the students stepped through the teleporter, they felt a strange sensation, like their molecules were being rearranged. When they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a small room with another teleporter, identical to the one Mr. Leo had activated.The room was stocked with food supplies, weapons, and medical equipment. The walls of the shelter were made thick, with a double glatherium door. Glatherium was a substance that was harder than metal, making it the perfect material for a shelter.The shelter was powered by solar panels, which were installed on the roof. The second-year students opened the doors, and the students stepped outside into the bright sunlight.As they looked around, they noticed that they were at the foot of a massive mountain, which towered above them. The shelter was the only building in sight, and the students felt a sense of excitement and trepidation.One of the five second-year students, a tall and confident young man, greeted the students and intr
Rylan climbed out onto the roof, his heart racing with anticipation. He looked down at the ground below, feeling a wave of fear wash over him. Could he really do this?Rylan took a deep breath, trying to steel himself. He closed his eyes, preparing to jump. “Okay, I need a near death situation to awaken my powers.” He said to himself. “ Here goes nothing.”But as he stood there, he felt his fear take over. He couldn't do it. He couldn't jump.Rylan opened his eyes, feeling a wave of disappointment wash over him. He had been so sure that he could do it. But now, he realized that he wasn't brave enough.“But what am I trying to do? What if I die? What if this whole Dracula thing is a big fat lie?” He asked himself.Unable to complete his quest, he climbed back down from the roof, feeling defeated. He didn't know what to do next. He needed to awaken his powers, but he didn't know how.The next day, Rylan returned to school, still feeling a bit disturbed from the events of the previous d
“Hey level zero boy.” Rizzo called out as he slowly approached, his goonies circling around Rylan.“What do you want? I don't want any trouble.” Rylan said, stepping backwards.“Let me tell you something. You're a weakling, Rylan," Rizzo sneered. " Which means failure. And I am allergic to failure. So here's the deal. You're going to apply for a group change, or else…."Rizzo held Rylan's arm, and Rylan felt an intense heat coming from Rizzo's hand, burning his flesh.Rylan felt a surge of anger at Rizzo's behavior, but he knew that he was outnumbered. He had no choice but to accept Rizzo's ultimatum."Fine," he muttered. "I'll apply for a group change."Rizzo sneered at him. "Good choice, weakling. You won't regret it."As Rylan walked away, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. He had never wanted to be part of a group like Rizzo's anyway. He was better off on his own. From there, Rylan headed straight to the home room teacher's office. Mr. Leo, a kind-hearted man with a warm sm
Rylan trudged through the front door, his shoulders slumped in disappointment. He had been so sure that he would awaken an ability like the originals, but it seemed that fate had other plans.Gaius, who was sitting on the couch, looked up at Rylan's sad face and asked, "Well?"Rylan shook his head, feeling a pang of disappointment. "I didn't awaken an ability," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.Gaius's expression softened, and he got up from the couch to put a comforting hand on Rylan's shoulder. "It's okay, Rylan," he said. "Not everyone awakens an ability right away. You're still young, and you have plenty of time to develop your skills."Rylan sighed, feeling a small sense of comfort at Gaius's words. He reached into his backpack and pulled out the wind ability book that he had received as a consolation prize."I did get this, though," Rylan said, holding up the book. "It's a level one wind ability book. I'm going to go train with it."Gaius's eyes lit up with interest. "T
As Rylan and the rest of the four other students followed Colonel Glenn, they were led to a hall. When they stepped in, their eyes widened in admiration. The hall was filled with futuristic weapons hanging on the wall. They had the form of basic human weapons, such as swords and guns, but the technology used to make them was far beyond ordinary human understanding. The hall looked like a training hall, with a large open space in the center and various obstacles and targets scattered around the perimeter. In the hall, two teachers dressed in military attire turned to face them. One was a woman with a tablet in her hand, and the other was a hooded mysterious man. Colonel Glenn introduced the woman. "This is Jane, and she will be the one conducting the testing today." Jane smiled and nodded at the students. "Hello, everyone. I'll be evaluating your abilities and combat levels today. Please don't worry, it's just a routine test." Colonel Glenn continued. "The five of you will be se
The next day was the day of ability testing at the military academy. Rylan woke up to the distant horn of the military train, which had stopped at Ravenshire Village to carry the new students. He quickly freshened up and ran past Gaius, who was making breakfast in the kitchen. "I'm off to school Gaius, see you later!" Rylan called out as he rushed past. "Wait, aren't you going to eat?" Gaious asked, holding up a plate of steaming hot fish stew. "I'll eat when I get back," Rylan replied, already halfway out the door. "I don't want to be late!" With that, he vanished from the house and made his way to the train station. When he arrived, the train was already preparing to leave, but Rylan managed to slip in just in time. "You're late, soldier!" a stern voice called out as Rylan entered the train. "I'm sorry about that," Rylan replied, out of breath. "Take a seat!" the sergeant replied in a commanding tone. Rylan turned around to find a seat, and was immediately struck by the si
Today was another day the notorious Clayborn Guild brought terror to Ravenshire village. As a group of ruthless earth ability users, they exploited their powers to prey on the weak. An elderly fishmonger sat outside his humble cottage, desperately trying to sell the last few fish on his tray. His peaceful afternoon was shattered when members of the guild approached him, snatching his purse and attempting to wrestle it from his grasp. "Just let it go, old man," one thief sneered, pulling harder. "I beg of you, don't take this money. It's everything I've sold since this morning. That's all I have left to live on," the old man pleaded, kneeling down, his hands still attached to his purse. The old man's strength was no match for the young thieves. His grip slowly loosened, and he finally let go. The thieves smiled, satisfied with their victory. "You shouldn't have tried, old man. It was pointless," they mocked. As they turned to leave, a voice spoke from behind in a commanding ton