She could automatically absorb Mana anyway, so it did not hurt anyone to just relax.
And to relax, she did.Time went by, and the intensity of the fight was still on going. They had been fighting for an hour, and yet were not tired?Such monsters.She thought, and another ten minutes flashed by. She then found herself so bored, she fell asleep on the cold ground.Time was irrelevant to them at this point. They... might stay here for a while....Boom!!A loud sound rang out, and the ground shook as if a small earth quake took place. "Hmm? What, what is..." Juliette woke up and set up, yawning as she did so.She then rubbed her eyes and surveyed the environment. Moments later, she saw the blurry image of a giant creature not far away, which became clear by the moment."A Dragon?" She wondered, then it clicked to her that they were fighting against a dragon, and where she was. "Oh? Is iThe end point potential for such a class was merely godhood. While the potential of Hidden Classes were unknown, possibly even going beyond the level of The Seven Supremes. So why would Damien hesitate? Plus, there were only eight Hidden Classes left at the moment. Damien went through them, and carefully thought of which one to choose for himself. Even if it was not exclusive to him, it would still make him a threat to reckon with, he thought. But at this moment, The Primordial Source came up with a notification. [ TING!!! ] [ As someone who has defeated the Hidden Trial, you have obtained the right to create a Class for yourself ] [ Would you like to create the visage of your Class? ] [ YES ] [ NO ] "..." Damien's eyes widened in shock as such an aspect was unbelievable to him. He thought about it for a moment, and chose yes. [ TING!!! ] [ Creating the Visage of a never
"..." A young man sat within his room, and stared expressionlessly at the wall. He seemed dead. Internally at that. And his gaze implying that he was lost deep into his thoughts. Like being stranded within a misty sea, not knowing which direction is which. But maybe it made sense. For his circumstances were not light nor casual. Especially so, with everything that was to come. His vision returned to his room. It had nothing to begin with, so him staring at the wall, was not that strange. The room only had a small futon to lay on, and nothing else. It was just empty. Like a broken man's heart. Him. And like the mind of a man confused. Him as well. "...Haah~" He sighed to himself. It was sudden, gloomy and all out of the blue. Enough to shatter the peace, of the night. His face finally illustrated a trace of emotion. It being a mixture of shock, and slight happiness. Happiness. If you will. Yet also laced with a bit of bitterness within. He remembered his name. He was Damien, D
But strangely though, the star fall did not cause that much damage to the world, which surprised the still intellectual humans who knew how powerful a star was. But that was not important. What was important was that, at that day, the very powerful and unknown entity that drove the world to its most prime state had appeared. The Primordial Source. "The Primordial Source..." Damien whispered to himself that name the moment it appeared within his mind. Indeed. It considered itself The Primordial Source, or TPS in short. Something the humans would consider the "system administrator" or the "game naster" in their previous lives. And what the people of this world would come to call it as "The Origin Primordial", or "The Genesis Point", "The Changer of Fates", "The Unfathomable". Of course, it was not after twenty years till The Primordial Source made its debut, claiming that it was conserving energy until it
And outside, was a well decorated, clean and luxurious house that differed completely to his empty, god forsaken room. It was not to the point of being like the rich houses in the modern day, but for people in the nigh-olden Era, it was quite descent and neat. But he ignored it as well and the emotions he was experiencing. And just walked to his parent's room, not far from his. The Primordial Source was only minutes away from initiating its first phase, so he had to make a move. One as quickly as he possibly could. First, he had to tell his parents that they should agree to the interface that will appear in their minds. There was a good reason as to why. For starters, because once a person accepts The Primordial Source, they will undergo a trial to go through, where they will not leave until they are either level five, or dead or when you succeed. Or, after 24 hours, when the trial ends. Luckily, the trial took in the overa
This did not happen when he saw his parent's face, or when he arrived back at his room. His mind automatically normalized everything, either than her. 'Was she so into my mind that, I was actually looking forward to seeing her the most?' Damien thought to himself in slight shock. He still kept looking at her for a few more seconds. Yet even then, the Juliette now, and the Juliette of the future, they were not aligned. The current her, was completely different from the future her. In multiple degrees than one. But it mattered not. She was his Juliette. And he was her Damien. The two childhood sweethearts. Not the two killers of the future. "It's alright. It's alright. Let's go in, wear something proper and I'll explain everything to you." Damien, with Juliette in his arms, walked into her house and closed the door behind him. It took time for Juliette to calm down, but she ultimately did. And afterwards, she went to her room to change
Uncle Gray bought me anything I wanted, and treated me like a princess. Even though I was reserved and humble, I still pretty much got every toy every other girls had. Aunt Esther also did a lot of things with me. I was taught to cook, clean, wash, make, fix or the likes by her. I was even taught how to gossip, and gather information. Okay, the last one was a bit too much. But I was actually good at information gathering now. Helped me in being more aware of my soroundings. Then, there was big brother Damien. He... literally just became my everyday source of joy. My protector. My best friend. My crush. My everything. And yes, I would do anything for that man. Even to put on a dog leash, and let him walk me like a... ahem, ahem. Pardon. Let's move on. At the end, I grew up. And as a grown up woman, I could now live by myself, and fend for myself. This was my decision, and they supported it wholeheartedly...
"What this thing says, is true. You, and I, right now will accept its offer. Once done, I'll have all the time in the world to explain myself to you." "Is that clear, Julie?" Oh? I looked up at him, seemingly caught up into his gaze. Those words felt so dreamy, I was hallucinating hearing him say it again. "Is that clear, Julie?" His eyes softened at me as he spoke, standing up at the same time. Ah? So I was not hallucinating? I continued to look up at him. He was also staring down at me, and honestly, it was giving me shivers. Of excitement. Do they even exist? "Yes." Anyway, that was all I could say to him. I even wanted to say more, like... no wait, I'm losing focus of the main point here. "Alright. That's great then." Big brother Damien nodded to himself, and went to lock the door to my house. Ah, I had forgotten to lock after he brought me in. How clumsy. Not like there was anything secretive we wer
She still had no idea what was actually going on here though. But she chose to place absolute trust in Damien. Her idol and her superhero. Though she might not know, she was going to find out soon enough. No. She was about to find out instantly!!! Boom~ From a river of lava not far away from the duo, a small explosion occurred. It kicked up a splash of orange-red lava up to two to three meters into the sky. Then from the lava, an egg-like object flew out. It was three meters tall, and one and a half meters wide. It was also formed from the lava of the river, making it seem vivacious. "What... what is that?" Juliette held on tightly to Damien, almost sinking her fingers into his flesh. Damien did not respond at first, and just kept up his daring smile. Moments later, he opened his mouth. But Juliette would come to dislike the words he was about to say. "If I'm correct, the rumored devil." He said. It was not a devil though, but a demon. Th