Riley dashed through the muddy terrain, feeling like a gust of wind, freer and faster than ever before.
"Is this what being an Awakener feels like every time?" he pondered, leaping effortlessly to a treetop.
With an adventurous smile, he removed his gauntlets and dove headfirst into the ground, channeling his strength into the impact.
Dust filled the air as Riley landed, astonished to find his hands unscathed save for a few scratches.
"I would have surely fractured something before awakening," he mused, slowly adapting to his newfound abilities.
Despite not mastering his path's powers, he could already sense the flow of aura transforming into something new within him — chi.
Riley felt a surge of power, earning him "+5 Exp" and a sense of satisfaction.
Suddenly, a distant sound caught his attention — the growl of murlocs. Equipping his gauntlets with a thought, Riley charged towards them, swiftly dispatching the creatures with deadly precision.
Riley got better at fighting after battling all day, earning him "+10 Exp" and a stronger connection to his chi.
"Combat's the best way for me to train," he thought, ready to take on tougher foes. But, he soon faced a tough peak stage 1 Murloc.
They fought hard, each landing blows. But Riley started to struggle against the relentless attacks. "I gotta figure something out," he gasped, seeing a sneaky look in the murloc's eyes.
The murloc was fast, it tossed a spear that went into Riley's body, missing his heart by a bit. Because it was moving so fast, it went through and came out his back, making a big hole.
"Ahh," Riley cried from the pain and quickly grabbed the tail that hit his head.
The murloc screamed and tried to punch him in a panic. But Riley wanted it to do that. The murloc's arms were shorter, so it took longer to reach him than the spear.
Riley took advantage of that tiny moment and grabbed the murloc's neck super fast, crushing it.
He broke its neck while its fist hit his stomach.
Riley held his stomach, feeling the pain. Then, he coughed hard, spitting out blood. He could feel his insides shaking because of the hole...
Looking down, Riley observed the gaping hole in his chest, drenched in blood and chaos.
"System, how am I?" Riley inquired, seeking an update on his condition.
Riley's status displayed "Exp +30, Body Path stage 1: 50/100, 5.5% Greater Human".
The status panel blinked, and Riley sensed his body's chi increasing. He felt stronger, and his bleeding slowed. Though he couldn't see it, he sensed his healing getting better.
For a moment, Riley was thrilled, but then the pain from the battle reminded him of the struggle he just endured. "Curse you, system," he grumbled, frustrated by the uneExpected encounter with a peak stage 1 Murloc.
According to the island's records, only stage 1 Murlocs inhabited it, none reaching the peak of stage 1. That's why Riley chose this island for training—to improve without risking his life. However, luck—or perhaps misfortune—led him to face a murloc that had just reached the peak.
When the murloc targeted him, Riley had no escape. Fight or die—it was his only option.
Perhaps this was what the system meant by facing danger to "pay" for the opportunities it offered. The price of growth was constant peril.
"But... no matter what this world throws at me, I'll emerge stronger," Riley vowed, gritting his teeth as he stood up.
Despite the excruciating pain, Riley knew his wound wasn't fatal. "Surviving after defeating your enemy... that's impressive. Am I overpowered?" he mused, attempting to smile despite the pain.
"Isha, take me to the nearby emergency healing center," he commanded his comm and AI.
"Yes, sir. We'll arrive in 5 minutes," Isha replied promptly.
The hover bike descended, and Riley boarded, heading to the emergency healing center. As darkness enveloped him, the pain lessened, replaced by a nagging itch that eventually subsided.
Upon waking, Riley found the medi bot leaving his hover bike and entering the floating emergency treatment complex.
"How long has it been?" he inquired.
"2 hours, sir. I instructed the medibot to treat you here to avoid disturbing your rest," Isha informed him.
Riley checked himself and found no signs of injuries. "Medical technology is truly remarkable. In the old Earth's days, it would take months to heal such wounds, but now it's done in a few hours," he remarked, feeling rejuvenated yet disheartened by the hefty bill.
"Unfortunately, their bills... are terrible," Riley lamented, recalling his depleted savings. I must earn more points," Riley resolved, acknowledging the necessity of bolstering his resources.
Before The Crypt Dud, Old Earth was a time when people still used 5G and worried about AI domination. It was idealized by historians and the public, despite its outdated technology.
Riley couldn't help but ponder the irony of longing for Old Earth's simplicity while facing financial struggles in the present. "The grass is always greener on the other side, eh?" he muttered, shaking his head.
As he lamented his dwindling funds, Riley considered the option of transmigrating to Old Earth, as depicted in novels. "Since entry is free, I can't profit from selling murloc corpses... curse these regulations," he sighed, feeling the burden of poverty.
"Sir, cadets at any military academy receive stipends," Isha reminded him.
Realizing his impending enrollment, Riley affirmed, "Right, I'll be heading to the academy, to the Earth Raiders Academy," he emphasized, both for Isha's benefit and his own conviction.
Glancing at his status panel, Riley calculated his progress towards his goal. "I'll need to reach at least stage 2 to enter the Imperial Academy. Today is the 28th, and the test is on the 4th... it's not a dream," he concluded, determined to achieve his aspirations.
He couldn't believe he had already reached halfway through stage 1. Opening his status panel, Riley exclaimed, "Is this some kind of prank? I've gained so much Exp in such a short time!"
Typically, an average person awakened at 14 or 15 years old and took about 3 years to reach the peak of stage 1. Most only reached the peak at 19 years old and broke into stage 2 by age 20. Geniuses awakened at 13, peaked at 16, and broke into stage 2 by 17.
Ordinary individuals aimed for the Imperial Trooper Academy, requiring a maximum age of 18, stage 1, and outstanding performance in the entrance test. Geniuses targeted the Raiders Academy, requiring a maximum age of 18, at least stage 2, and outstanding performance.
Riley remained hopeful, thinking, "I've progressed halfway through stage 1 in a few days. This is crazy... I might really break into stage 2 and qualify for the Imperial Academy." Despite his astonishment, he credited his rapid improvement to combat and the system.Although talent was believed to be innate and determined one's progression in Immortality, Riley knew there were exceptions. Stories of individuals advancing rapidly, like those who consumed strange fruits in the Deva Ruins, inspired many.Curious about his talents, Riley asked the system, "What did you do to my talents?""Host, before you question about talents. You need to understand how the Immortality work. Let this system show you the truth"The mechanical voice of the system echoed, and Riley felt his consciousness being pulled away until everything went blank.When his awareness returned, Riley found himself in a dark space, devoid of sensation except for his presence. Unable to move his body, he realized he was here
Riley felt like he had solved a puzzle, mentally snapping his fingers in realization."So, these three Aspects—Vital, Dimensional, and Ether—are the fundamentals of everything. They make up me, the universe, and the Immortality.Each Core represents one Aspect, offering Awakeners the means to pursue the powers of these fundamental aspects. The three Avenues allow Awakeners to progress in each of these aspects," he concluded, piecing together the significance of the Immortality and their relationship to the fundamental aspects.Riley's hover bike dashed through the skyways. It passed through the floating complexes, patrolling airships, and reached a quiet district. It had no floating buildings and only a few skyscrapers. The hover bike descended and Riley stopped before the familiar building. The old-fashioned LED nameplate of the orphanage greeted him as he entered the orphanage.The front yard was a playground with with a park."Hey! Catch the bluebird!""Catch the green one!""Dodge
Riley confirmed his conjecture, but he still had questions he couldn't answer.But one thing was clear. Even though he didn't have any memory of her — Trish was real. And whatever predicament she was in, he needed to save her.The Sun was setting, marking the end of the month.Riley returned home and spent the next 5 days visiting the murloc islands. He spent all fighting the stage 1s and mastered his Awakner powers.But to his utter dismay, his progress bar never moved. It stayed stubborn at:"Body Path stage 1: 50/100"On 4th, Septa, Riley woke up earlier than usual.'Today is the day. I must make it!' He looked at himself in the mirror. 'I only got one shot to find Trish. Next year, I'll be 19 and I can't take the test.''I can do it!' Riley cheered himself. How successful it was, he didn't know.He reached the Starfish Spaceport. It was crowded with hover bikes and hover cars. Swarms of youngsters entered through the six entrances of the vast spaceport.Starfish was one of the fin
"Riley!" Jones shouted, waving and rushing over to him. Riley was stunned as Jones approached him, and then..."What are you doing here?" they both exclaimed simultaneously.Riley glared at his friend. "You're supposed to be heading to the Military Science Academy. So why are you in the Abyss? You're not a fighter!"Jones glared back just as fiercely. "And you never mentioned going to Defense Academies. Are you crazy? You need to be at least stage 2 to survive in there! You're only stage 1. They'll tear you apart."They stared at each other for a moment before sighing in unison."I don't get it. The Management is insane," Jones confessed anxiously. "We, the science academy candidates, had a test. Those who passed got tossed into the Abyss. If we 'survive,' they'll accept us. We'll spend our lives in labs. Why put us through this Abyss nonsense?"Riley patted Jones's shoulder reassuringly. "Just steer clear of the city. There are villages nearby."Feeling conflicted, Riley admitted, "I
"Where am I?" Riley asked out. His voice echoed in the space where he stood, and his eyes roamed within its socket as he tried to find something recognizable about where he stood.His ears picked up the sound of sought rumbling underneath his feet, and the cracking of the wall which drifted his attention from the ground to the rough wall. His heart skipped beat as soon as a fragment of the wall broke and fell to the ground, giving off a tiny passage for faint light to pierce through the darkness.With bold steps, he walked towards the opening, and while she fought against the bright light and tried to have a view of the outside through the tiny opening, there was nothing he could find which could give him a memory of where he stood.He let out a slight groan in his frustration, running his hands through his air as he turned around. His eyes fell on the weakened Byssted knight on the ground. It was injured, in a state which captured all of his consciousness before something else bought
"Oh no!" Riley groaned the words as soon as he sighted the Morpher by the side. He was well aware of what it was. Perhaps, he had heard stories of this breed of monstrosity, yet, for the first time ever, he stood face to face with what he had initially considered as a rumour.He took two steps backwards as he stared at the figure before him. The Morpher as well never moved an inch. It still remained there, as though it was frozen. But Riley never wanted to conclude so.He could feel the life inside this figure as it peered into his eyes deeply, feeling something eerie about it which he coding fathom or place his hands on.From where he stood, he could sense a form of power exuding from him. This power was that which was way beyond what he could decipher, way above what he could fathom.He would have concluded that this figure was the source of the power, yet, he shook his head in doubt of what thoughts pierced his mind.The entire place was quiet, yet the air around them both was dist
The Morpher was accelerating in its speed, flapping its heavy wings as it scaled upwards. Riley's eyes were widened as he stared at the ground from where he was seated, and his hands were gradually becoming sweaty as he slipped from the back of the beast.He grabbed on tighter with a louder groan, struggling just so he wouldn't fall from such height. His mind had pictured just a thousand outcomes if he dropped from such a height.Yet, his fingers were aching, his tenacity was wearing out. His hands were slipping, until he lost grip of the firm body of the creature, and dropped from the height.He landed on his feet, falling backwards with his head hitting the ground as he went unconscious. A few seconds had passed and he opened his eyes with a deep gasp for air, swallowing hard as he jerked from the ground."Oh my God!" He said out loud. He looked at his legs, and looked at his hands before he lifted his eyes towards the sky.Slowly, the memories were returning. He could remember drop
Riley laid on the ground with his eyes closed. Soon after, he could feel a little bit of strength within his bones and more life as he picked himself up from the ground.His eyes were glued with the creature as he tried to catch his breath. His hands and limbs were aching, and his head was aching as well as he struggled to decipher what went on within the day."I've had the roughest day!" He heaved the words out. How could he explain his sudden appearance in a cave, and the presence of a Byssted knight there? How could he also decipher the sudden transition between the battle of the Byssted knight to the battle with the Morpher?He knew the specialty of his awakening. He knew the potential of the gauntlet around his wrist. Yet, he never also knew the intentions of the creator of these beasts, and what they sought from him as well.He sat there, unsure of what the future had for him. With each passing day, he hoped to achieve the answer to the questions which troubled his heart. His fu
The white banners still streamed from the windows set high in the walls of the hall, now caught in what was surely the heralding wind of a thunderstorm. A man who perhaps wished he’d possessed extra time for more vital parts of his life.Nasri asked a touch softly, “You fly every day, then, Prince?”Sartaq dragged his stare from his youngest sister’s death-banners to assess Nasri . More warrior than courtier, yet he nodded—in answer to an unspoken request. “I do, Captain.”When Sartaq turned to respond to a question from Duva, Riley exchanged a glance with Nasri —all he needed to convey his order.Be in the aerie at dawn. Find out where he stands in this war.A summer storm galloped in off the Narrow Sea just before midnight.Even tucked into the sprawling library at the base of the Torre, Matilda felt every shudder of thunder. Occasional flashes of lightning sliced down the narrow corridors of the stacks and halls, chased by wind that crept through the cracks in the pale stone, g
The minced lamb turned leaden in his stomach at the sight of their uniforms, at how they stood so tall and proud. How many meals had he himself been positioned by the doors, or out in the courtyard, monitoring his boss ? How many times had he laid into his men for slouching, for chattering amongst themselves, and reassigned them to lesser watches?One of the Carl ’s guards noticed his stare and gave a curt nod.Riley looked away quickly, his palms clammy. But he forced himself to keep observing the faces around him, what they wore and how they moved and smiled.No sign—none—of any wicked force, whether dispatched from Morath or elsewhere. No sign beyond those white banners to honor their fallen princess.Aelin had claimed the Valg had a reek to them, and he’d seen their blood run black from mortal veins more times than he cared to count, but short of demanding everyone in this hall cut open their hands …It actually wasn’t a bad idea—if he could get an audience with the Carl to c
The moment I stepped out of the moving vehicle, into the huge building that laid before my very eyes, Joyce couldn't help but take in everything before my very sight.Standing right before me was years of hardwork, coming off that horrific relationship with Jaxon.A lot of people would have gone into the state of depression, after everything Jaxon did, but I was never the type to back down.While strolling through the hallway, deep in contemplation, I was greeted by a familiar voice saying my name."Ayla!" he called out. "It's been a while since we last saw each other!"I looked over and saw Riley , a friend and marketing analyst, walking towards me with a friendly grin."Great to see you again Riley ! How are you?" I asked extending my arm for a friendly hug.Riley has been one of the main men to push me to the limit with the business and I always found a way to show him gratitude for that."How is Finn and Feris doing? I bet they are really big now " he said with a smile on his f
"Quite easy, James." All heads turned from Riley to Joyce who got off her seat, an air of confidence all around her. The question was about something their competitor had which they didn't. From the looks of it, they had already had a meeting with Broadway Enterprise before this particular one with F and A, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses of their proposal.James was aware that Riley would be interested in his activities, and as such, he'd distracted him from looking further at his day-to-day dealings by frolicking with women, while he gave an audience to their rival party. Finding nothing fishy in his dealings, Riley had ordered his men to quit monitoring James' activities."While it is true that this idea and approach is novel, and hasn't been tested yet, and would therefore need tons of investment, it is no doubt the best we need if we're concerned about skyrocketing our target audience. In F and A, we've put this into consideration and that's exactly why
The meeting day fast approached, and both Riley and Joyce got ready earlier than the meeting time. The previous day, Riley had mentioned that they would need to discuss a couple of things as touching their faux relationship. Joyce gave herself one last look over before leaving for Riley 's room. She took one long breath before knocking on his door which opened effortlessly.Riley 's back was turned to her when she walked in, his fingers fastening his wristwatch. Joyce 's gaze lingered on the broad expanse of Riley 's back, moving lower to his legs, cladded in blue suit pants. He twirled, catching sight of an ogling Joyce who flushed hard and turned away the moment he caught her staring at him. Her heart clattered in her chest, and she blinked more than necessary."I've been waiting for you." His face twisted in a smile and he grabbed his tie from the sofa, striding to her, his charming smile still lining his face. "My tie."Without a word, she grabbed i
The tension in the air was palpable as Sonia prepared herself for what Riley had in store for her. Richard 's eyes shone with a dangerous intensity, his intentions unclear but menacing. Sonia 's mind raced with horrible possibilities, each more horrible than the last.She felt a shiver run down her spine as Richard 's laughter echoed in the dimly lit room. Despite her fears, Sonia remains defiant, refusing to show any sign of weakness in the face of Richard 's twisted desires. "I can do more than you imagine and make you hot!" Riley smiled as he read the expression on Sonia 's face. It's really fun teasing Sonia at the moment. Her lips trembled, hoping she wasn't thinking anything. "Are you making me hot?" Would it really roast me alive or burn a part of me? Sonia asked stupidly Although she is a stripper who must know a lot about the tactics of men, unfortunately she is a lamb who
"How dare you?" Riley roared like a lion as the champagne spilled over his dress and poured freely into his trousers. Sonia was shaking terribly as she searched for towels to clean Riley clothes and shoes.He had just poured himself a glass of champagne. "I'm so terribly sorry! I was---sss" stammered Sonia , trying to finish her words when Riley pulled her hair and picked her up. "You are here to pay your brother's debt, but you are clearly unable to do so! Riley said in a very intimidating voice, letting the lumps fall on Maris's neck. "Please, I feel weak!" He had never felt this way in his entire life as he searched for ways to survive. He felt his strength leave him and let his body fall into Richard 's grip. Everyone's eyes in the VIP room widened. "This girl is really doomed," commented one of them and motioned for Riley to take
“We need to get out of this place right now. I can perceive danger” Riley said to the rest of the gang members. They all went and hide behind the trees as they shifted to their wolf to make a run for it.Mr. Branson and his soldiers were still searching for his son, when they came across footprint and his heightened sense of smell, caught up with his son’s scent and he smiled to himself.“They were here and judging by the footprint, it seems they weren’t alone. So listen up soldiers, I want you to make sure you get my son and you can kill the Weak link ” the soldiers nodded as they spread out across the bushes in search of the Mr.’s son. Mr. Branson on the other hand took the direct route he presumed they had followed, coupled with his few soldiers left.Riley and Olivia , alongside the gangs had been running for hours with the hope of giving their attackers pace so they won’t catch up with them. As the night approaches, they had to stop running and take a rest.“Who do you think
Mr. Branson had thought the two animal terrorists was his son and the Weak link , but it turned out that they weren’t even people but animal tourist who wanted to explore the lands. He had made sure that the tourist didn’t know they were people by shifting to their animaloid form.“Greetings people, my name is Branson and these are my friends” the tourists looked at the man before them and they were amazed by his structure for he was seven foot tall and he looked like a giant compared to them.“Thank you very much sirs, but if we may ask, who are you people?” the male tourist asked definitely curious.“We are inhabitant of a near by village and so had decided to go find games to haunt and that is how we stumbled on you two” Mr. Branson said trying as much possible, to conceal their identity.The tourists bought the lie sold to them by the Mr. and once again asked,“May we know this village of yours? We are tourist and it is part of our duty to explore the world we live in, so if you