Wednesday was a long day for Zeke, who, after officially entering the Rankings, was now obligated to attend the Practical lessons of Professor Nayro. To make matters worse, the Zyth was particularly keen on observing him after what he had witnessed during the three tests. The lesson itself was decently informative, but Zeke was different from his classmates. Technically, he was able to manifest superhuman powers with the use of Aether, but the fundamental functionality of the procedure he relied on was drastically different from the norm, therefore, the training all the students would be subjected to wasn't useful. In fact, Zeke kept getting jealous stares from his classmates as they did not like how Nayro was paying close attention to him, clearly showcasing favorability born out of morbid curiosity. The subtle and non-verbal hostility notwithstanding, the Aether Manipulation practical lesson was a waste of time for Zeke, who was incapable of imitating eithe
“Where is it? I have the crown! I don’t see it!”A ghastly and disturbing voice came from the mist as it edged closer and shot bullet-like projectiles.Samuel used his power to protect himself and the others, but it worked only once or twice as he ended up getting hit. While holding his bleeding knee, he gritted his teeth and clenched his left fist.He literally punched the air, causing a blast of golden light to expand and clash against the mist, momentarily pushing it back. Zeke did not sit idly by either, he used the distraction offered by Samuel to use ‘Voltage Zap’ then ‘Spark’.The lightning bolt pierced through the mist, from which a grunt of pain could be heard. As for the immobile floating lightning orb, it absorbed what was left of its caster’s Aether then reacted aggressively the moment one of the projectiles struck it.An uncontrollable and loud torrent of lightning bolts exploded fo
Zeke OrlandAge: 17Height: 176 CmAppearance: An angular face, coal-like eyes, a short-bridged pointy nose, thin arching eyebrows, and barely noticeable signs of a growing mustache and beard. A usually unkempt raven-black hair and an average physique, neither too slim nor too fat. However, his recent and arduous physical training, coupled with the increase in his Agility and Strength stats were slowly but surely altering his body for the better.Trivia: Youngest son of Anthony Orland and Olivia Vyrsan, a quiet youth who had, over time, developed an inferiority complex due to his inability to use Aether, unlike his two older siblings. To make matters worse, his parents were extremely reproachful and did not show any love for him, instead, they cared about-face and the privileges of the gifted.It could be said that Zeke grew up without parental love. However, Edward Orland, his older and successful brother, cared a lot about him and spa
“What is it that you want, Detective Vans?” A middle-aged woman with striking crimson hair and light make-up on her tired face was sitting opposite Samuel’s father. She was accompanied by her husband, a pale-faced man with narrowed sharp eyes and an angular face. Vans Valort stared at the couple with a deep frown. Even after stating his reason, the two were disinterested and showed no signs of worry. “I must urge you to look after your son. He could have died.” “Then he should avoid such shady places!” Snapped Olivia, her squeaky voice loud and attracting the attention of the other police officers. She and Anthony were wearing lab coats and reeked of a foul scent usually found in laboratories. “Even so, he might be traumatized after accidentally confronting the killer. His parents’ counsel would do him go-” “Mister Valort, your job is to catch criminals, not give lectures about parenting. Now, if you don’t have anything else to say, we must return to our work.” Anthony snorte
“What are you looking at? Want another beating?!”Julia hissed at the gloomy Rodrick, who was returned, at last. He was gloomily sitting in the back and glaring at Zeke’s back, his eyes burning from rage and hatred.What was worse than his defeat to Zeke was the beating he was subjected to by his father. He was yelled at and severely brutally punished. However, before he was allowed to return to school, he was healed of all visible injuries so as to not alert the school. Still, Rodrick blamed everything on Zeke but all he could do was remain silent and seethe with anger.“Don’t do anything stupid, Rodrick. You’ve lost and it’s time to move on.”Azmer, who sat next to him, solemnly whispered those words, but Rodrick snorted in response.“Move on? Now everyone is mocking me. That loser only got lucky!”“Rodrick…”Azmer tightly gripped his shoulder and l
“Mister Orland, I operate only within Erys.”“But the one behind it is a student here!”The old man looked back at the frustrated Zeke, neither replying nor reacting in any way. After a long silence, he leaned back and sighed, “You used to be a Defect, yes? You’re more likely to sympathize with other Defects and try to protect them. However, blaming someone without any proof could lead to dire consequences, Mister Orland.”“Without any proof? I was the one who attacked Amy in the park. I also saw her mother threaten Amelia’s parents and even ruin their restaurant.”Seeing the Dean, who refused to budge, Zeke angrily stomped the ground. “How about you check the disa
The two crept closer to the warehouse and in less than a minute, they arrived at the half-open entrance. Zeke looked inside and saw a pale-faced Emilia kneeling on the ground, almost about to fall unconscious.Amy too, was frightened and tearful as she clung to her bodyguard.Amelia wasn’t there, instead, there were eviscerated bodies and the strong and nauseating stench of blood lingering in the air.‘She’s not here?’Even though Amelia was nowhere to be seen, Zeke did not remain in hiding for much longer. He pushed the creaking metal doors open.The moment the bodyguard turned around, he saw a thick bolt of lightning flying straight at him. He pushed Amy out of the way an
[User: Zeke Orland][Race: Human][Level 2 (27/30 EXP)][Strength: 47][Agility: 44][Aether: 28][Fortitude: 6][Paths: Martial Arts (1/12) inactive | Aether Voltage (22/22) active | Groundbreaker (1/32)][Skills: Fists of Fury(Proficiency 100%) - Aether Control(Proficiency 66%) - Voltage Zap(Proficiency 100%) - Spark (Proficiency 15%) - One-star Side-kick(Proficiency 92%) - Life Motus(Proficiency 35%) - Run of Life (Proficiency 1.5%) - Voltage Arrow (Proficiency 30%)][Available PE: 3]Zeke was inside his apartment, staring at his Status Window, though his mind was wandering elsewhere. His search for Amelia was, ultimately, fruitless even after confronting Amy. Although it felt satisfying to inflict the same pain she subjected others to, it still did not quell the uncontrollable rage swelling within him.Now more than ever, he understood the unfairness and misery of life, especially if one lacked the necessary power, literally or figuratively. “She’s dead. Dead.”He let out a heavy