After the video went viral, the babel of media buzzed incessantly. Outsiders from the Academy began flocking to me, each one eager to challenge my newfound fame.Amid the chaos, a fat with luxury clothes man stormed in, his face contorted with fury, eyes blazing with untold wrath.“You!!! How dare you do something like this without telling me! It is totally blasphemy!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the air. As he rushed to the arena looking at me fiercely.“What?? if you didn’t like it, come here; let me hit you!” I shot back, standing my ground.“Outrage! Blasphemy to the money god!” he continued to yell. “Now you must stop all of this fighting!”“What?” I gasped, taken aback by his audacity.“All of this is supposed to be done in a bigger arena, and I will put the live show on for everyone to see. We can do a 50%:50% split of the profit from the live and advertisements,” he declared, still seething with anger. “How dare you do it for Freee!!!”“What the fuck!” My anger flar
As the enclosed area fills with powder, visibility drops to almost zero.I ignite the largest fireball I can muster and quickly teleport outside the bar. I am certain the flames will ignite the powder, causing a massive explosion.And it really happens, a loud of explosion sound could be heard.The noble bar was once a bustling hub, standing proudly upright.But now, as its foundation crumbles, the entire structure shakes violently. People are rushing out, their faces pale with terror, as they witness the building trembling.From a distance, I secretly activate my earth ability to further destabilize the building, causing it to sway ominously from side to side.The ground beneath it shudders, and soon, everything collapses into a heap of rubble. Fortunately, no one is inside except for the formidable red monster.Suddenly, amid the debris, there is a small movement. A massive red monster with horns struggles to free itself. One horn is broken, as is one of its arms.Around the fallen
At the night, Princess Sophia is kissing me hungrily, taking more life energy from my kiss.“I don’t know, Why Alex, but I keep thinking about you and I know we cannot have sex before my marriage but.” Princess opens her clothes.“If we do it now, you have to promise me you win the tournament, or you and I need to elope.”“Don’t worry. I will win the tournament for you.” I said confidently.“I don’t think I can control this craving of more.” Sophia says and our lips meet, igniting a spark that envelops both Sophia and me in a captivating embrace, leaving her spellbound and me completely absorbed in the moment.Following our intense kiss, I remove my shirt, displaying my chiseled physique complete with defined abs. Sophia admires this, gently tracing her fingers over my muscles, feeling their strength."I've longed for this moment," Sophia whispers softly while biting her lips."And I've always been captivated by your beauty," I reply, helping Sophia with her inner clothes, interspersi
I stand alone in the expansive arena, the weight of impending battles of tournament pressing down on me.Around me, the vast space buzzes with the anticipation of the crowd, waiting for any challenger to step forward.Soon after enduring twenty days and nights of relentless fighting alone on the arena, I am determined to emerge victorious in all the encounters.‘Yes, my initial plan was exactly that.’However, my new friend Procas, the organizer of this grand tournament and the mastermind behind its profits, disagrees with me.He argues, "Many people desire their local nobles to win the tournament and claim the kingship. They crave a competition among the nobility themselves."Thus, the event transforms into a true tournament—a one-on-one battle format that draws participants from across the Babel planet. Every noble, high or low, can either enter personally or send their finest knights to represent them.This unique tournament, now the only one of its kind, is set to span two months
In the morning, as I awaken, I find Princess Sophia and Mira still deep in slumber. The remnants of last night linger, sweet yet exhausting.With my fight looming just five hours away, I am looking something to waste my time.I decide to prepare breakfast for them while simultaneously accessing Sariel with my Rank 2 permission.This level of access allows me to dispatch spheres from Babel to Earth through the gate.These spheres will act as ambassadors, gathering information, offering assistance, and fostering collaboration.It's like I could ask a personal external mission from within the confines of Babel to outside.Although I can carry out certain tasks with Rank 2, full utilization of Babel's technologies and resources requires Rank 1 permission.I diligently type commands into Sariel, preparing for the moment I attain Rank 1.Right now, I'm organizing all the tasks, and Sariel will only perform specific tasks within the constraints of my current permissions.Once I upgrade, Sari
As we are entangled, I know If we fall together, it will be a draw.‘And all my doing for months will turn into shit!’I activate my strength ability to push him down first although my arm is really painful with burning pain and I use the recoil to spring my body back to the arena.I could see he with his pale disbelief face hits the ground hard, and I am laying on the arena.Yet, I scream painfully as I see my right hand beginning to melt, emitting a foul odor.A sphere controlled by Sariel quickly comes to my aid, shooting a cold mist that seems to freeze my melting arms."Rank 2 person is in danger; we will provide the best treatment for your health," the sphere announces as it hovers near my face."For now, we need to slow your heartbeat and cleanse your blood. Please, go to sleep." Then, as the sphere pushes all the mist toward my head, everything fades to black.When I wake up, I find myself in my penthouse. "What happened?" I ask Princess Sophia, who is sitting by my side. Her
"Sariel," I ask. "Can you check the identity of the unknown sender to my mailbox?""Yes, I can, but since it was sent by a rank 2 person and you also hold rank 2, you cannot check the identity unless you are rank 1," Sariel explains following the protocol.I suspect it must be Bernard who sent the message."Move to the arena," I command my wheelchair, which responding to my voice, swiftly carries me from the hall towards the arena.As I enter the arena, a large, bald man with menacing tattoos glares at me under the sun."Do you want to fight or surrender?" he asks, his voice booming across the open space.I laugh, amused. "Why would I want to surrender?" I retort, finding the whole situation rather humorous."Because we will kill all of Kingsley if you do not surrender!" he threatens, his eyes narrowing."You people can kill them if that's what you choose, why should I save them by surrendering to you?" I respond coolly, unfazed by his intimidation. “Very funny.”The bald man pauses,
Yorick screams painfully.The sight is horrific as it appears that multiple entities are inside Yorick’s body, each crawling out one by one, screaming and collapsing onto the arena floor.Each creature, about twenty in human shape, begins to melt under the intense heat of the spotlight, their forms disintegrating into the ground.The potent poison takes effect swiftly; within five minutes, Yorick and all the creatures hidden within him are dissolving into the arena.The air is thick with the acrid smell of their demise, and the crowd watches in a mix of horror and fascination.“The winner is Alex!” the referee yells, his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.The crowd erupts into a frenzy. "Alex! Alex! Alex!" they chant, their earlier horror temporarily forgotten in the excitement of victory.“Now, it is the awarding time!” announces the referee. “Our king will present the trophy directly!” The crowd's attention shifts to the king's special seat, where Sophia and the queen are a