One day earlier....In one on the Dormitory apartment which was located at the Dormitory section which was were Paxton's room was.It had the exact same features of Talon's room which also means that Paxton had a roommate.Paxton who was sitting on the couch which was at the sitting room thought to himself,"What if I don't win him tomorrow? Nah! I will" he said to himself as he stood up from the crouch as he was heading to the bathroom to wash his face. Paxton made his way towards the bathroom, He pushed open the bathroom door, revealing a total white space made of white tiles. It had a porcelain sink just at the right hand corner after the entrance, a mirror mounted on the wall, and a standard white bathtub close by. Approaching the sink, Paxton reached out and turned on the faucet, allowing water to flow into the basin. He cupped his hands, splashing cool water onto his face, refreshing himself after a long day. Droplets trickled down his skin. As he looked up to gaze at his r
The Arena lay in ruins, a scene of utter devastation. Drally found himself trapped in a deep hole in the ground, while Salvador and Nivea valiantly attempted to strike back at Paxton. Despite their efforts, it became evident that they lacked the strength to match him. Covered in blood and lying on the ground, they too succumbed to the overwhelming power of their adversary.Meanwhile, Talon lay motionless on the ground, and Gwen desperately tried to rouse him from his slumber. Her efforts proved futile; he remained unresponsive, his body numb. Overcome with grief and anger, Gwen's weeping turned into a fierce rage. Her eyes shimmered with a golden glow, and her hair stood on end, radiating strands of gold. With a resounding slap, she directed both hands towards Paxton, channeling all her energy into a single strike.Paxton, suspended in mid-air by his dark energy, swiftly raised his hands to shield himself from Gwen's attack. The clash of energies sent shockwaves through the arena, pu
Talon was filled with rage as he slammed his foot on Paxton, preparing to deliver the final blow. With his hands outstretched towards the sky, his eyes radiated a brilliant golden glow. From his palms were surges of energy which materialized into a dazzling golden bolt. It rapidly extended towards the dome that protected the excess aura from the battle between the NewBlood Initiates.The golden aura stretched into the sky, bursting through the previously impenetrable blue barrier due to the overwhelming influx of energy. The light emanating from the clash was so blindingly bright that everyone had to shield their eyes from its intensity. The energy surged upward, piercing through the clouds as they parted in response. Meanwhile, Talon stood firm on the ground, as he gradually took a different pose, preparing to strike the weakened Paxton.Talon's anger had blinded him to everything and everyone around him. If he unleashed his attack, it would not only result in Paxton's death but also
Purple flashes of light flickered within the portal, forcing the five Principals to raise their hands to shield their eyes from the bright glare. As the blinding light faded, five imposing figures emerged from the swirling mist.The alternate versions stepped through smoothly, led by an ageless beauty who resembled Nivea.Dressed in flowing robes like the moon, she examined her new surroundings with an unreadable expression. "Hmm, this Earth feels quite warm," she said, her melodic voice carrying a hint of disdain. With a fluid motion, she untied the robes and let them slide off her shoulders, revealing a green jumpsuit hugging her slim figure.Close behind followed the shadowy form of the Head Artificer's counterpart, his metallic suit seeming to absorb the light as he materialized from the portal's edge like living darkness given shape. Willy, the native realm's Head Artificer, openly stared at his double's cutting-edge attire. "Your suit...it's so streamlined, refined. I never tho
Talon, his eyes still glowing with a golden hue, found himself locked in a fierce battle with the Masked figures. Despite his best efforts, he seemed to be losing as they conjured chains out of thin air. These chains crackled with electric energy, indicating their intention to capture him.The figures swiftly pulled back the chains and swung them through the air, creating a dazzling display of sparks. Talon, engaged in a close-quarters fight with one of his foes, sensed the imminent danger. He performed a graceful flip, soaring through the air in a magnificent somersault.While suspended mid-air, Talon used his abilities to summon vines from his surroundings. With precision, he used the vines to seize and immobilize several nearby Masked figures, effectively neutralizing them.Unbeknownst to Talon, a hidden figure lurking in the shadows seized the opportunity. From their concealed corner, this mysterious figure threw a chain that wrapped around Talon's waist with surprising accuracy
Talon found himself abruptly transported to a white room, devoid of any features or decorations. The room was small, with smooth, walls that seemed to stretch endlessly in every direction. The ceiling, floor, and walls were all the same shade of pure white, that had white foams all around to insulate the sound. "Where am I?" He stared at the room as he was surprised at the new environment and the only he could remember was Gwen falling town after she coughed out blood."Gwen!" He remembered what Paxton did to him."How did I survive?" Talon looked at himself as he was completely healed like nothing happened."Nolat were am I " Talon asked as he looked at his environment The room was furnished, with a single narrow bed against the wall and a small table with a chair nearby. The bed had a thin, uncomfortable mattress and plain white sheets, while the table held a glass of water and a plate of tasteless, colorless food. A bright, cold light illuminated the room, making the room com
*********Talon was now in a room that was dimly lit with high-security, Talon found himself confined in an unsettling atmosphere. The room was small, with cold, gray concrete walls that seem to absorb any trace of light. At the center of the room, a metallic chair stood isolated on a raised platform. Thick, sturdy chains descend from the ceiling, suspending Talon's hands above the chair, leaving him vulnerable and exposed. Attached to the chair were various electrical devices, designed for interrogation purposes. Thin, metallic probes extended outward, with crackling electricity as they delivered painful shocks. They were wires along the floor, that connected chains to the device control panel.Then a black uniform a man stood as he pressed a remote control that was on his hands as it activated the shocks that Talon received. Behind the interrogation chamber, a row of scientists were around a large computer monitor, as they analyzed the readings displayed on the screen.The comput
Talon settled onto the floor of the stark white room, crossing his legs as he prepared to meditate. His well-defined muscles were on full display, his torso bare. Talon knew that the only way to escape this current dimension was to grow in strength. Power, he believed, was the key to domination.Before entering his astral plane, Talon needed to find inner calm. It was a crucial step in accessing the realm he desired. Talon finally closed his eyes as he concentrated then he was taken into his astral plane.Talon was currently training alongside Nolat within his astral plane. The stark white environment contrasted with Nolat's appearance - his white hair the opposite of Talon's dark pony hair."Nolat, what do you think is the solution to get me out of this dimension?" Talon asked, his gaze fixed on the other man, his posture attentive."The only way for you to return to Earth Prime is by mastering spatial abilities," Nolat replied, his hands resting calmly in his lap."Then how do I do