Tuesday evening, the second day of the Practical Exams.North-West of the Sunken Metropolis, there was a chain of big and small hills housing several farms and settlements.Atop one such hill, filled with nothing but a stretch of grass and flowers, Zeke stood under the setting sun.He gazed at the sky, which was dominated by a beautiful orange hue as a cool wind breeze brushed against his skin.His charred black arm tingled and he felt a bit of pain, but it was manageable. The young man, who changed into casual clothes and cleaned his previously disheveled appearance, took deep breaths as he patiently waited.A fair distance away, at the side of the road, Jack and Sulong were chatting without a care in the world. They were enjoying cold beers, instructed by Zeke to await his return, no matter how time would pass.After an indeterminate amount of time, Zeke heard footsteps coming from the rear, and when he turned around, he saw the blond-haired Azmer.“I honestly thought you wouldn’t
Azmer’s physique, albeit stronger than average people, still paled in comparison to his opponent’s. With the golden sword in hand, he charged at Zeke but he only took a couple of steps before his target vanished into thin air.Instinctively, Azmer swept his weapon horizontally, unleashing vast amounts of golden fire, which clashed against several lightning bolts shot from Zeke.Using ‘Life Motus’, Zeke had closed the distance and attack, and when the successive ‘Voltage Zap’ were blocked, he ‘teleported’ again and swept his leg upwards.He moved with impressive speed, one that Azmer couldn’t react to, thus getting hit in the shoulder and blown a couple of meters away.Still, he landed on his feet and clasped the sword near his chest as a pillar of fire burst forth, spreading to all directions and forcing the approaching Zeke to leap back.Azmer relied on his powerful Pyromancy to make a small explosion under his feet, launching straight at Zeke, the golden sword thrust forward and sho
“This is the best you found?”Zeke sat at the back of the van, moving around due to how uncomfortable the cramped the place was. There were only two seats and the back was meant for anything other than people. Basically, it was a vehicle meant for delivery and not ‘traveling’.Unlike Zeke, Arbert was sitting motionlessly, unbothered by the bumpy road. It hasn’t been long since he was ‘born’, yet the boy had grown drastically. He looked no different than a 12-year-old, with relatively long blood-colored hair, pale white skin, a pair of sharp eyes, and a slim body.He was talking more and more, but most of his conversations were with Sulong. He would sometimes mock Jack or spout nonsensical stuff. Strangely enough, he seemed inexplicably wary of Zeke, barely meeting his gaze or acknowledging his presence.After winning against Azmer, Zeke wasted no time and departed from the Sunken Metropolis along with his new companions. Admittedly, they weren’t the best, nor the strongest, but he fel
Frederic Whitefort, the exiled Vagabond, was wearing a ridiculously poor disguise as he jumped over the towering walls surrounding Erys. He safely landed on the ground and safely looked around, spotting nothing but a peaceful and quiet forest. However, scarce had his feet touched the grass did a shadow figure dash from afar and stop a couple of paces away. The Dean, unlike his usual composed demeanor, was frowning and menacingly looking at Frederic. “We do not welcome your kind here, vagabond.” Unfortunately for him, Frederic’s was more infamous than famous. He wasn’t a criminal, nor was he a threat to the Nezulian Republic, but he was relatively well-known, especially amongst the powerhouses. This young man, wearing a fake beard and a long mustache, had forsaken the distinguished Whitefort family in pursuit of mysticism and mysteries. Prior to his banishment, he was an unrivaled genius, a prodigy that shook the whole world. Yet, he abandoned any and all training, obsessing over
Venzo Fekhyr noticed Zeke’s wariness, so he didn’t approach him or do any sudden movements. Instead, he thought it best to explain himself,“I’ve come here to search for a check on a monolith sighted somewhere in this swamp. It’s really fortunate to meet fellow travelers in this godforsaken place, hahahaha…”“...”The stone-faced Zeke kept looking at the two of them, his lips tightly shut. A few seconds later, Sulong returned with Arbert at his side.“Oh, this must be your friend, right? I’m scholar Venzo Fek-”“Yeah yeah, I heard you.” Sulong cut him off and waved his hand unceremoniously. The atmosphere was getting tense and awkward, so Venzo cleared his throat and proposed,“Would you like to join hands? We can help you cross the lake in return for a bit of assistance.”“No, thanks.” Perfunctorily responded Zeke, his narrowed eyes focusing on the stoic Bran. Zeke wasn’t proficient at gauging people’s prowess, then again, the Knights of the Serey Zhan empire used different methods
“This… this is more than I expected!”Scholar Venzo Fekhyr was over the moon, his face flushed with happiness as he touched every little thing in the path. The innumerable symbols on the walls and the ground, the strange black vines were intersecting under his feet, or even the slightly suffocating air.He didn’t seem to care about his protector’s absence or the presence of Sulong, Jack, and Arbert.“He’s a lunatic, Sulong. Should we really follow him?”Jack was hesitant and fearful, especially when his claustrophobia kicked in within this narrow and dim corridor.When they had passed the monolith, they were transported into a long corridor devoid of beasts. It was safer than the swamp, but that didn’t make any of them feel better as Zeke was missing and they could only rely on the scholar.“We’ll keep close to him until Zeke catches up.” Responded Sulong as he studied his surroundings, feeling trapped and weakened for some reason. Even the usually nonchalant Arbert was frowning and s
“We’re not going to make it like this!”Sulong extended both arms and let out swirling flames bursts that merged in the air then exploded into a sea of crimson fire. The van was rocking intensely, coupled with the narrowness of the ice bridge and the incessant attacks of the pursuers, making it seem as if it was about to submerge into the swamp waters anytime soon.“Aah!”Scholar Venzo Fekhyr, who was sitting at the back and hugging the Elf King’s sword, was pale-faced and shouting in fear. Eventually, the expected and unavoidable happened as Bran was distracted by numerous enemies, thus rendering it impossible to continue the bridge.Thus did the van dive into the swamp, causing huge volumes of water to slip inside. With its rear pointing upwards, the vehicle was being submerged, making the defending process more difficult for Zeke and Sulong.Fortunately, at that time, the frightened Arbert made a move. Before the van could completely get engulfed in waters, the youth bit his hand a
[User: Zeke Orland][Race: Human][Level 7 (16/105 EXP)][Strength: 102][Agility: 89][Aether: 96][Fortitude: 25][Paths: Martial Arts (1/12) inactive | Voltage Body(1/44) | Groundbreaker (1/32) inactive- Sreyzhan Rune (1/9) | Inexhaustible (10/10) | Pain-junkie (1/9)][Skills: Fists of Fury(Proficiency 100%) - Aether Control(Proficiency 100%) - Voltage Zap(Proficiency 100%) - Spark (Proficiency 51%) - One-star Side-kick(Proficiency 100%) - Life Motus(Proficiency 100%) - Rune of Life (Proficiency 87%) - Voltage Arrow (Proficiency 100%)- Rune of Death(29%) - Sreyzhanian Arts(31%) - Drain Aether(0%) - Overdrive(10%) - Surge of Pain (40%) - Body Damage(30%) - Self-Injection(20%)][Survival Skills: ‘Voltage Rune’ - Voltage Conduit(Proficiency 100%) - Fatigue Abstence (65%) - Call of Honor(0%)][Available PE: 46]Excluding the two Regional Missions Zeke had received at the beginning of his sojourn in the Living Forest, he didn’t receive anything else. The hunt for the 50 Treants was smoo
“I and Hephradet personally studied it, but found nothing. Here you go.”Kleya handed back the strange item back to Zeke.“There’s no Aether or any other foreign energy inside. We couldn’t determine its purpose.”“I see. Thank you anyway.”“Don’t worry about it. You should rest more or else I’ll never hear the end of it from Jenny.”Zeke wryly smiled and nodded. His mother kept nagging him day and night, telling him to rest and not continuously wander around the castle checking on everyone and making sure there were no issues.His body was already healthy and he felt no odd disturbances or unexpected awakenings. Everything is as normal as it could be.Just as Kleya left the room, Jennifer came in. Behind her was a red-faced Celestia, which made Zeke frown.“Mom?”Surprisingly, Jennifer grabbed his ear and pulled him to the couch.“Did I not tell you to overdo it?”“W-what? I haven’t done anything!”“That’s not what she told me!”Celestia stood a distance away, her head lowered in emba
“It’s still too early to assess everything, but… over 80% of the entire planet’s population died.” Kleya, whose eyes were a bit red and her face was filled with fatigue, sat across Zeke and Celestia. “And Her Majesty?” When she heard his question, Kleya lowered her head and held herself back from crying. “We… we think she died fighting the System. It’s no longer possible to return to the Unending Star, so we decided to acknowledge that Her Majesty was amongst those who had fallen there.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be. She… she died protecting what she believed in. Us. Not just the Witch Association but all of the Aether Planet.” Zeke sighed, feeling sorry when he saw Kleya like that. The Witch Queen was the pillar of the Witch Association, their respected leader. It was especially so for Kleya and the other 6-star Witches, excluding Jennifer. “A-anyway, the situation at the capital of the Nezulian Republic remains the same. We’re still looking for a way to cancel that Frost Spell cast
“Huff… huff…” With a hand pressed against his hurting chest, Zeke dragged his tired feet toward the fallen copy. The copy’s head turned to look at him, its eyeballs, which looked as if they were to pop-out, were letting out the familiar yet incredibly dim crimson light. “We had completed our objective. There was nothing left for Us to do.” “That didn’t give you the right to wipe entire civilizations.” “You… wouldn’t understand, Zeke Orland.” Unlike earlier, the System spoke through the copy’s mouth. Its charred and cut lips moved in an unnatural way, but the voice was identical to Zeke’s. “We had succeeded. We had saved the world. Then, We understood that our creation, our existence was only for that purpose. That We were a tool destined to cease existing.” “...” “We could not tolerate that.” “So you manifested a will of your own?” In response to that, a self-deprecating laugh came from the copy. “After choosing our first User, we saw how the Races we were supposed to prote
While the Phoenix battled the System in the Cursed Plains of the Unending Star, Zeke’s fight against his copy continued.Things took a turn for the worst when the Crown was crushed and the System’s powers dramatically increased. Nevertheless, Zeke didn’t lose yet. His body was flung and then crashed into the ground, blood gushing out from his shoulder and back.Even then, he slowly stood up and grinned toward the System.“Still fighting the good fight.”The previously calm ‘copy’, or at least the System’s disembodied voice, grew agitated as Zeke refused to remain on the ground.“My will is not so easily broken.”[Voltage King]Zeke’s eyes shone with an azure light as his voltage grew silent and became white.[Divine Champion][Divine Sreyzhanian Arts]Just as he charged at the System again, its body suddenly turned stiff as if being immobilized by something.The item handed by Kayro Ol Zerg flashed from Zeke’s pocket.[Fist of Fury]Zeke’s fists, glowing orange and wrapped in condens
“What’s wrong? I thought you were invincible in your domain.”Zeke’s taunt had no effect, at least not at first. The System stood straight and looked down on its wounded body.“You know nothing of Us.”The copy raised its hand, and very soon, something familiar appeared.It was a tangible object of an odd-shape, but Zeke knew what it was. The Crown.“You will know what it is to be helpless and defeated, 5th user.”“You’re still talking?”Zeke let out a smile and charged forth, his fists wrapped by thick voltage.The System crushed the crown as the red voltage manifested and exploded in an uncontrollable manner.…“Is it done?”Julia Lopmore furrowed her brows as she looked at the enemy, whose body was crushed, burned, and almost unrecognisable. It wasn’t a body anymore, but a mass of flesh and poison.The silence lasted for a very short time as the Crown also appeared in reality.“Stop it!” Shouted Frederic as took out a blue bead, one with the same size and shape that Nicneven had pr
Xiao, with his spear in hand, actually deflected the Divine Thunder before safely landing on the ground.Several people appeared close to the Witch Queen. As she swept her eyes across the six people that unexpectedly showed up here.“Your Majesty, we’re here to lend a hand.” Frederic Whitefort smirked and looked at her as he muttered those words. He had brought along Azmer, Xiao, Celestia, Ava, and Julia Lopmore.“You… how ar-”“We can save that talk for later, eh?”Frederic motioned toward Zeke, who was standing there and staring back at them with a hollow expression.“As I’m the weakest of the bunch, I’ll just stay behind and offer assistance… as well as try to heal Her Majesty.”The Vagabond knelt next to Nicnteven and extended his hand towards her. He let out a warm and serene white light, which made her feel rejuvenated. It was Holy Magic, something which she didn’t know he could use.“Wouldn’t Zeke die if we tried to kill the System?” Asked Julia while furrowing her brows.“Not
Right after the destruction of the Heart of the Dead Ends, Zeke stood there, seemingly in a daze.The Witch Queen stared at him intensely, and when his eyes glowed with a crimson light, she immediately attacked.Jonathan roared and rushed as well, a creeping Darkness exploding from his hands.Nicneven struck out from afar, unleashing a blazing wave of flames, fused with a spinning thick beam of Ice-aspected energy.The Paths of Extinction System, which had taken control of Zeke’s body, retaliated with full-force as well.Dozens of thunderbolts erupted from Zeke’s raised hand, blasting Jonathan back and clashing with the Queen’s magic.“The Seat of Magic.” Muttered a voice that didn’t resemble Zeke albeit speaking from his mouth.It was emotionless and cold, one which no living being would be able to imitate.[Voltage Zap]Using such an elementary skill, the System shot innumerable bolts that arched in the air and concentrated on Nicneven.She jumped out of the way and performed a stra
“I know this is a lot to take in, Zeke Orland. But, I want you to trust me. Know that I have your best interest in heart and I wouldn’t have come unless necessary. I could’ve let you venture alone and complete your objective, after which you’ll be killed by your own System.”Zeke pointed his open hand toward the incoming shades.[Voltage King]A barrage of lightning bolts was unleashed, piercing through the shades and extinguishing them. They vaporised in an instant, leaving only a bit of red fog.The Dead Ends and the Paths of Extinction System, they both had that unique and ominous crimson light. However, Zeke thought it was just a coincidence.Now that the truth was revealed to him, he felt a bit lost. It wasn’t that much of a surprise that his System was dangerous or a threat as he had already suspected as much after learning about Edward Heart.Nevertheless, the fact that it was a tool from the very beginning did make him feel weak and clueless.An eerie silence flowed between Ze
Thanks to the thunderstorm Zeke had previously summoned, the three of them managed to reach and enter the Black Spike. Strangely enough, the entrance of the spire was fully-opened as if beckoning them inside. “This looks man-made.” “Because it is.” Answered Nicneven as she held the black katana with one hand and controlled five differently-colored elemental orb with the other. The interior of the black spike was empty but particularly eerie. Everything was black and except a spiralling staircase that led to the top, there was nothing else, not even the crimson fog. “Who made it?” “...” “Why do you refuse to tell me anything, Your Majesty? What is the Dead Ends? Who created it?” “You do not need to concern yourself with that. Just destroy the Hearts and everything will end.” Her immediate dismissal did irritate him, but he didn’t press her for answers he knew she wouldn’t give. “This is the final stretch. Jonathan, take the vanguard.” “Yes, Your Majesty.” Jonathan pushed bac