From within the circle came forth a huge bird of prey; a hawk. It appeard to be fully covered in silver. Just by looking at it, one could tell that its beak was harder than a rock and that its claws were as sharp as blades, even its wings didn't seem flying was all they could do.
At this point in the battle where pride was being cast aside, the same thought ran through the minds of everyone watching.
"NOW THE REAL FIGHT BEGINS"
"Go" at this command from Chris, the bird threw itself at Orie with incredible speed. Orie evaded the bird without problem but what came next was quite challenging. After evading an attack from above he found himself facing one from below.
Not many can escape such attacks from Chris. He would use the bird to make his opponents dodge in a certain manner, then he would go in for the real attack when their balance had been compromised. It was quite an effective move, but just not for Orie.
"How is this possible?" Chris thought to himself as he saw Orie make unusual movements to dodge his attack. Chris' attack was a low one that would normally force the target to move upwards in order to evade his sword was coming from the exact direction that Orie's body was going to from evading an attack from above. So he just could not understand how it was possible for Orie to dodge.
Chris was not the only one in disbelief. Everyone who had an eye for battle expected the attack to work but as soon as they saw Orie's unusual tilt, their reality was shattered.
"Ellie Porter here"
"Y'all thought he was done in the last match, huh"
"I can assure you"
"He's just getting started"
"So just sit back and relax"
"Enjoy the tension"
"Enjoy the fight"
"Anticipate the outcome"
"and we'll be right back"
After many failed attempts with different forms of the same move, Chris came to a conclusion.
"This move doesn't work on him" he said to himself
"and not just this move" he added
"No move will work on him"
"He is just too evasive"
"The only way to beat him"
"Is to overwhelm him"
"SPLIT!!" Chris commanded and the bird split into two. Not only was there an increase in number, there was also an increase in speed. Orie was still evading but one could tell that it was not as easy as it was before.
"AGAIN!!" Chris yelled and the birds were four.
In the eyes of the spectators, Orie was fighting against one opponent who had four familiars but in Orie's own eyes, he was fighting against five opponents. Chris maintained the power and speed he was using before he had summoned the birds, and the birds were able to match that speed.
Four birds definitely made a difference. Orie who was evading all attacks began to block some of them. His movements were limited as strikes came in from many different angles. Those that watched him were all thinking the same thing.
"IT MAY BE OVER SOON"
"SPLIT!!" Chris yelled at the top of his voice and the birds increased in number again. The process is splitting did not affect the rhythm of his attacks so his opponent could not find any opening.
"AGAIN!!" and the birds multiplied
"AGAIN!!"
"AGAIN!!"
"AGAIN!!"
"AGAIN!!"
"AGAIN!!"
Soon there were so many birds in the arena that people stopped bothering to count. There was no need to even ask if Orie could evade all that, he was definitely getting hit.
The birds circled Orie at tremendous speeds and attacked from all directions. He could not see anything in front of him that wasn't a bird. They were anything but ordinary birds, they were not made of flesh and blood, they were made for pure silver and their claws were shaper most blades.
"It's over" as the people watched, that was the only conclusion that came to mind. What they were witnessing was such a sight that many paid no attention to sounds, they were all focused on what their eyes were seeing.
Then suddenly, a sharp sound was heard. It wasn't loud but amidst all the noise that that flew through the air, it go to the ears of everyone and triggered silence. Then immediately after came what could only be described as a roar.
No one had a hard time figuring out the source of the roar, everyone knew it was Orie. With a single roar he sent everything around him flying. The sound that tore through the air was the sound of him breathing in.
The air around him was different, his red coat had turned black and lion heads were embroidered on it in gold. His hair which was already full seemed to be fuller than before, there wasn't much change in appearance but everyone assumed that they were looking at a different Orie.
Orie did not appear to be in a hurry to launch his next attack. He finally got the chance to strike but all he did was to stand where he was and take a deep breath. His opponent on the other hand, did not take things as calmly as he did.
Chris immediately motioned his hands and directed the remaining of his birds at Orie. With bullet speed, they threw themselves at him, so fast that many in the crowd did not see the form of impact that took place before dust and debris filled the air.
The people's expectations was that the fight would get more interesting and last a bit longer, but what came after was a great disappointment.
Faster than even the birds that he sent, Chris dashed in the dust filled area and the crowd heard the sound of a great clash as more dust and debris rose into the air.
No other sound was heard after the clash. The spectators didn't know what to think of the situation, all they knew was that at least one of the fighters was out of commission. But if one of them was unable to continue, it was then a question of who was left standing.
No one could tell if the dust was settling slowly or if time was playing tricks on them amid the tension but they all waited anxiously to see the result of the final clash. With the way the fight went, it was hard for people to tell if the result would go in favour of or against their bets.
"Ellie Porter here"
"It's been exactly one minute since the last sound was heard in the arena"
"Since then, we've been waiting for the dust to settle so we can see the last man standing"
"As you can see, there is tension in the air"
"Everyone is focused and quiet"
"No one wants to miss the moment"
"Wait..."
"...I see someone"
Normally, it would have comevas a great shock to see him emerge as the winner but as saw him standing over his opponent, it felt undeniable. The one who was revealed to be the last man standing after the clearing of the dust... Orie.
SHIN SEKAI SECRET: The Shin sekai tournament generates most of its income through the sale of tickets and betting.
"Oh not the face" Shiro thought to himself as he was sent flying through the museum's front door. The impact of his back hitting the street floor was enough to get a yell out of him and make him roll around in pain. After rolling, he laid there for a few seconds before getting back up to reassess the situation he was in. He had already sustained significant damage and his vision was already blurred. "But I was hit only once" he said to himself in an unsure tone as he staggered to remain on his feet. He could barely move, no one else was around and he could see the armored man walking down the steps of the museum. As Shiro watched, the armored man walked down the steps and stopped, then he began to stare at Shiro. After few minutes of awkward silence and observation, the armored man finally spoke "are you Shin?" he asked, with a lot of seriousness in his reverberating voice. Normally, Shiro would deny and say that he wasn't the one the armored man was looking for, but Victor said he
After a speedy cleanup, Dave was finally ready with breakfast. He set the plates and made sure everything was in perfect condition then looked at the well arranged dining table and said to himself "it's still futile " then he walked over to the stairs yelled "Shiro, breakfast is ready"After that, Dave could see his son running down with lightning under his feet and instantly finishing his breakfast while standing."I don't remember being like this when I was your age" Dave said with a disturbed look on his face."You actually don't remember anything " Shiro replied as he hung his bag and took of to school."He's just like his mother" Dave said to himself as he shook his head and smiled. "Wait a sec" Dave said to himself in a surprised tone "just like his mother, just like his mother, just like his mother, just....like....his.....mother.." he said repeatedly in agony and pain.Dave kept writhing in pain as images he couldn't see clearly flashed in his mind. The pain was great but he tr
With a little bit of hesitation, Orie peeped into his classroom, then slowly walked in. As he walked towards the teacher's table, no one rose to greet him; not even Victor, his most/only respectful student. As Orie sat down and looked at the impatient faces of his students, he felt apologetic even though it wasn't his fault that they had been left behind. Neither him nor his students were new to the kind of situation they were currently in, his class was the most unfavoured in the entire school, and he could believe it was his fault. In "Fubuki island", the non-royals were considered people to stepped on and kicked around. Orie wasn't just a non-royal, he was a foreigner from a different country and There was no way for him to hide the obvious fact that was written all over body. His dark skin and his short curly hair gave him away. Orie's greatest challenge was his job, teaching in the most elite school at a very young age of twenty-five. His colleagues looked down on him, and he
"Shiro...Shiro...Shiro" Orie yelled into his device, but there was no outcome, he had been repeatedly doing this for the past few minutes, he even tried teleporting, but he didn't seem to have enough mana left go that far. Many others were less concerned and had already gone home, and Orie had finally made peace with the fact that his magic would not be able to save his students. He reached into right pocket and brought out his phone, then he made a call that was answered almost immediately "Hello" a female voice answered from the other side, then Orie replied "Hello, principal Rin, I need a ride" then he cut the call and looked back at Natsumi who was sticking to his side. Back in the "Shin sekai Tech house", shiro and his friends stood amidst an uncountable number canines. The wolves formed a circle around them and were closing in slowly, in a coordinated manner. Their growling and howling was beginning tick Shiro off, a he couldn't handle it any longer but he was waiting for Vict
As he proceeded to stab his target, his hand just passed through like there was nothing there. The shock on his face was priceless. He was really sure that the person he was sent to kill wasn't untouchable, so why?, was it some skill, illusion, or was his own mind playing tricks on him?. He watched as the person in front of him turned and yelled in a tone that showed no signs of surprise "Shirooo!!, someone's hear to assassinate you" then turned and said to him "wait outside, he'll be out in a minute". Still a bit confused, the man took a few steps back as instructed and waited for what would happen next. His plan was foiled, but curiosity kept him on the job Very little time passed before he finally began to see two of the same person, the one that was just arriving also looked unsurprised, and to make things more awkward, he was smiling. "Nice to meet you, my name is Shiro, Shiro Anderson. What's yours" He was shocked at how one could be polite to a man that just tried to kill him
After an unusual morning routine that included preparing work materials and staring at a picture of someone only he seemed to know, Orie was set to leave. He grabbed his overcoat and scarf, and put them on, then he contemplated before putting on his hand gloves. "I still can't get used to this cold" he said as he adjusted his scarf and straightened his coat. As he walked and opened his front door, he stood in front of his apartment, and put down his head with his eyes closed, and began to speak in a prayerly manner "Dear father, guide me Great Zik, watch over me Umunna'm(my brothers), have faith in me Ndi'ichë(my elders),bless me Amadioha, protect me And great Anyanwu, Show me the way. " Then he took a deep breath and shrugged, as he turned and made his way to work. Meanwhile, Shiro was still looking at himself in the mirror, checking how the clothes he was wearing looked on him. It was his first time wearing someone else's clothes, and he was still adjusting to it.
And it came to pass, just as Dave had predicted, that as Orie walked back into the gym hall, the students were asked to leave, and he was ushered up onto the stage. "Let the questioning begin" Orie said to himself, as he smiled and rested his hands on the platform in front of him. Leading the questionnaire was non other than the kind of teacher who knows how to formulate difficult questions, the head of the mathematics department, mr. Fuji Waramaki "How were you able to perform such an incredible spell " Waramaki asked with all seriousness on his face. "I did it because I was able to " Orie replied almost immediately. "But according to your file, your maximum energy level is below average...so how?" Waramaki asked again, as he worked through paper on the table that looked like ones judges use in talent shows. "Like I said, I did it because I was able to" Orie replied, sticking to his answer. "That explains nothing " a voice yelled from behind "You did somet
He stood unready With his knees weak His arms were heavy There was blood all over his clothes already But he still had the energy to throw a punch a barrage of them maybe just a bunch but something wasn't right it was just a hunch He could evade properly In a weak state, but when he was strong, his reflexes came a bit late There was no logical answer for him to intake and the more he thought of it the more he couldn't think straight Well leave that aside and throw a bolt of lightning about a thousand volts to your opponent and give him a jolt, and make him hop around like a little colt that's how things were supposed to have gone but Shiro tried and couldn't get it done the armored man threw it back, and it dawned on Shiro that a real fight was on. Very soon after there was no sign of laughter, just the sound of clash and clatter, and a one sided fight was the matter but Shiro wasn't waiting to receive batte
From within the circle came forth a huge bird of prey; a hawk. It appeard to be fully covered in silver. Just by looking at it, one could tell that its beak was harder than a rock and that its claws were as sharp as blades, even its wings didn't seem flying was all they could do. At this point in the battle where pride was being cast aside, the same thought ran through the minds of everyone watching. "NOW THE REAL FIGHT BEGINS" "Go" at this command from Chris, the bird threw itself at Orie with incredible speed. Orie evaded the bird without problem but what came next was quite challenging. After evading an attack from above he found himself facing one from below. Not many can escape such attacks from Chris. He would use the bird to make his opponents dodge in a certain manner, then he would go in for the real attack when their balance had been compromised. It was quite an effective move, but just not for Orie. "How is this possible?" Chris thought to himself as h
"This is my day" "This is my day" "This is my day" It kept repeating but Natsumi could not understand what it meant" "This is my day" She knew she had forgotten something "This is my day" She was sure she had forgotten something "This is my day" Something that would help her discern the situation. "This is my day" It stopped as soon as she realized what it meant. She remembered that when she thought it was Orie's birthday, he had told her these words. She remembered how he told her of the four market days of his tribe and that he shared his name with one of them. She remembered that he told her how the days affected his power, and this made her the least surprised person among the audience when Orie got back up on his feet. "WHAT... THE... F***!!!!?" Ellie screamed at the camera "How much blood does this guy have?" "He's lost so much yet he is still standing" "What kind of immortal dragon sh** is this" "This is not easy to believ
Chris Vanadium. The only reason he didn't make it to the finals as much as Cal was that he faced Waramaki in most of the semifinals. He is one of the few people that have been able to beat Cal in the previous tournaments. He is also a one time champion and the one he beat to earn that title was none other than Fuji Waramaki. There were many reasons to fear him, but most feared attribute of his was the speed of his blade. Yes, he fights with a sword and he is really good with it; so good that a large percentage of his matches end in less than a minute. Anyone that saw his previous match was immediately reminded of how dangerous he was, even some that had faith in Orie in the previous match lost it for this one. To sum things up on how dangerous he was, the chance of him making it to the final match of the current tournament was ninety-nine percent. Though Orie's match was the first of round one, in round two, his match was the third. Not many had high hopes for this match beca
There was complete silence in all parts of the stadium. It wasn't that people had nothing to say but what could they say that could explain what just happened before their eyes? They just watched as the referee ran in to confirm the outcome. It took longer than usual as the referee also had his doubts but in the end he had no choice but to declare Cal unable to continue. The silence broke immediately he stood up to declare Orie the winner. The doubt of many began to flow out in words. "IT'S A LIE!!" "THIS IS BULLSHIT!!" "THIS GAME IS RIGGED!!" There was no word of doubt that was not spoken at that moment. Even when the medics came out to put Cal on a stretcher, people still thought it was an act. What could Orie do? He had just won a match and no one believed it. There was hardly anyone cheering for him, all the loud voices expressed nothing but doubt, hate, and disbelief. Despite all the hate he was getting, he just cracked a smile and walked out of the arena
You never truly appreciate a miracle unless you heard of it before it happened. That moment when the thing you thought was just too impossible begins to unfold before you for the very first time. There is no look more precious than that of one who has had such experience. Miracles happen only once. After that, it becomes a possibility. Cal and Orie were initially rated on a seven to one ratio. This meant that the officials of this tournament believed that Cal was at least seven times more powe6r than Orie and seven times more likely to win. At the current time the ratio had become ten to one. It seemed hopeless for the few that had put their faith in Orie. The match wasn't over but the situation made them feel the winner was already decided. "What is he doing in there?" "Does he have a death wish?" "Just give up already!!"even some of those that were on his opponent's side felt pity for him but Orie was not one to dwell on pity. He could not hear their words, al
"Ellie Porter here" "Live from the inside of the stadium and best seat in the house" "The starting buzzer for the match has been sounded but neither of the contenders have moved from their starting positions" "Cal is taking his time to charge up his power but we have no idea why Orie hasn't moved yet" "I still stand on my support for him but he has done what the rest of the world consider to be the greatest mistake in the history of this tournament" Ellie was right. Everyone that won against Cal in the previous tournament was powerful but that wasn't the only reason they won; they were able to win because they stopped him from charging up properly. The last person that let him charge up fully got knocked out in one hit and that was the expectation most of the crowd had for Orie. Soon, Cal had finished charging up. One could tell by the steam-like aura that could be seen emanating from his body. He got ready to move as the cheering of the crowd got louder; he was con
Just in case you were wondering where the fight was happening, the SHIN SEKAI company built a large stadium in the middle of the island where all roads cross. It was not exactly a hard place to find; in fact it was the most findable place in all of the island. The city was crowded with people from all over the world who were there for many different reasons. With the exception of those that came to spectate the matches, the most common visitors to this event were scouts and reporters. The tournament may not do much for the teachers, but it had the power to determine the future of the students that participated. "Ellie Porter here, reporting live from stadium one" a woman spoke with a clear voice as she stood with a microphone in front of a camera man. "As you can see, people from all over the world have come to witness the first match of the new world tournament" "This tournament was first introduced thirteen years ago on the same year that the school was built"
The new world tournament was one unique tournament. Despite the fact that it was held by a school and it's participants were staff and students, it still managed to draw worldwide attention. One contributing factor to this could be that the Shin-sekai academy was a prestigious school and was attended by the children of many of the world's elites but the major factor was that it proved to be more entertaining than many others in the world. The structure of the tournament was divided. The teachers' tournament took place first then the students' came after. After winners had been decided from both sides, the two winners would then have a face off. The winner of the previous teacher's tournament was Fuji Waramaki who had remained undefeated for five years. He also won all the face-offs with the student champions. The teachers tournament was full of old faces and the only two new faces in the tournament were Orie and Natsumi. Not many expected a different result from the teach
"The breeze in the west shall become the storm in the east" "It shall become a powerful force in the north" "And a sight of awe in the south" "And when it returns to the west..." "It shall be unstoppable" "My dear boy, Andrew Clipper" "These are not mere words" "This is your story" On hearing this, Andrew opened his eyes. He was on his knees and Orie stood beside him, placing a hand on his head. The room was dark and was lit by seven candles, and there was no one else in the room with them. Though all the doors and windows in the room were closed an intense wind blew within it. Gradually, the wind got stronger and blew ferociously around the empty room. It was strange that the seven candles didn't go off. "You are a storm that will sweep through all" "A wind that can move lands" "A reckoning force of greatness" "An unbreakable wind" "That, is what you are" Shiro was waiting for them outside the room. Throughout his the time he was wa