It has been fifteen years since the incident. Abigail took the child and went to a rural area to live; she had changed her identity to protect herself and the boy and to make sure the boy drew no attention to himself. She developed a medicine for the baby that would block his ability to use any element. She knew the boy's life would be in danger if Mr. Tilo ever finds him.
"Dante!" Abigail called her son for the tenth time. "I wonder where he is now, Dante!" She called again.
"Mrs. Joan," A beautiful teenage girl called Abigail. She no longer bore the name Abigail. When she arrived in the town with a new baby, she told everyone her name was Joan, and that her husband had just died. Everyone welcomed her, and they felt lucky since she became their healer and started helping the little town.
"I saw him with Adam; they said they want to check their trap," the girl explained to Mrs. Joan.
"Thanks, Vida," Mrs. Joan replied to the kind girl who always came to help her with house chores. Vida is a fourteen-year-old beautiful girl with black hair. Though she is only a teenager, Mrs. Joan is certain she will become a very beautiful curvy girl when she becomes an adult.
"I hear you will soon be leaving for the Awakeners Academy," Mrs. Joan inquired.
"Yes, I have awakened as a water user and a healer," Vida answered with a shrug.
"You don't sound happy?"
"I will have to leave my normal school and my friends. I will miss them."
"I am sure they will miss you, but you will still come back. Besides, healers are always treated nicely, especially an elemental healer."
"Yes, I should be happy because my mother wouldn't spend their money to send me to the academy." Healers are always offered a scholarship. Healers are rare and always important. Every time a healer awakens, many academies are willing to offer them a scholarship.
Mrs. Joan, seeing that Vida is sad about leaving her friends behind, decided to cheer her up.
"It is not so bad. Imagine how you will benefit this little town if you become successful. Though the demons rarely invade us, we still have the monsters to worry about. So having an awakener like you will give our little town the protection it needs."
"You're right. I also know that Dante would awaken and join me." Vida smiled.
Mrs. Joan sighed, for she knew the beautiful girl's dream was a far-fetched one.
"Are you sad about leaving school or leaving Dante?" Mrs. Joan teased the girl, who could only blush.
"Let's make dinner; Dante will soon be back," Vida quickly changed the topic, making Mrs. Joan smile.
"Come, Dante, follow us," Adam prompted Dante, but the handsome boy had never seen any need to practice with a sword. Dante was so handsome that the town folks always joked about the town being too small for his radiance. He was a vision of youthful charm and charisma. His face boasted perfectly chiseled features, with a strong, defined jawline that spoke of unwavering determination. High cheekbones added an air of sophistication to his appearance, but it was his eyes that truly captivated anyone who looked at him, deep blue and holding an aura of mystery, just like the ocean. His dark hair, effortlessly tousled, framed his face in a way that seemed almost too perfect to be real. Yet, it was his demeanor that set him apart. With each step, he exuded undeniable confidence and an irresistible magnetic presence. His smile was like a beacon, radiating warmth and charisma, and it had the power to enchant anyone fortunate enough to witness it. He was the kind of teenager who effortlessly commanded attention, leaving an indelible mark on everyone he encountered. His two friends often wondered how Adam could exude so much radiance without even trying. At first, they were jealous of him, but later, they gave up on the jealousy since they could never measure up to such brilliance.
"Leave him, Dante has a phobia for swords," Gavin replied to his friend Adam as they continued their sword fight with wooden swords they made.
"I don't need to get strong when I have you two strong friends," Dante replied with a charming smile. Though he couldn't remember anything from his past lives, he always felt that something would change his ordinary life if he picked up a sword. So out of instinct, Dante had always avoided swords, be they wooden or metallic.
"Vida will be joining the Awakeners," Adam said as he defended a strike from Gavin. "I will be joining her too."
"Be realistic, Adam. It's a stroke of luck for Vida to become an awakener. We should be content with having one awakener."
"Why do you think I train?" Adam asked as he knocked the wooden sword out of Gavin's hand and kicked him down.
"I train to become an awakener or strong enough to pass as one," Adam proclaimed, and Dante couldn't help but clap.
"Come on, let's go; I'm already hungry," Gavin said as he stood up and dusted himself off. "Dante, I'm sure your mother will make a great soup with the rabbits."
"Yes, I'm certain she will," Dante smiled as the three friends decided to go home.
Finally, the day Vida would join the academy arrived. A professor from the academy came to take her, but she couldn't stop crying. Since the academy was far from their little town, Vida would be living in the school dormitory.
"It's a good thing, Vida; we are proud of you," Vida's mother said to her. She was a widow, and Vida was her only child. Though she would miss her daughter terribly, she knew this was for the best.
"Don't worry, Vida; we would all be here when you come back," Mrs. Joan consoled Vida.
"I would soon come to join you," Adam bragged.
"I will look after Dante for you," Gavin whispered. He knew of Vida's fondness. Vida smiled and nodded. She kept accepting hugs from the town members since they saw each other as family. She hugged everyone until she reached Dante.
"Smile, kiddo; you're prettiest when you do," Dante said before hugging her.
"Dante." She had a lot to say, but she couldn't find the words. "You always brag about marrying numerous women in the future," Vida swallowed before speaking.
"With your pretty face, I am certain it is possible," Vida broke the hug and wiped her tears. "I won't accept anyone who is not pretty and kind." Vida said with a smile. She stared into the boy's beautiful blue eyes and cursed the day humans accepted polygamy because of the influence of elves and dwarves.
"Be safe," she said as she walked toward the professor.
Dante didn't understand what Vida meant, but he still waved goodbye to her as they all watched her leave with the professor.
After Vida left, nothing was ever the same for the boys. Their normal school wasn't the same anymore since they didn't have Vida to always make sure they behaved."Another boring day in school," Adam lamented as they ate their lunch."Well, today's lunch tastes better," Gavin remarked"With you, every lunch always tastes better," Adam rolled his eyes before turning to Dante, who was just about to take his medication. "Why do you always take this medicine?""My mom said I was a very sick child, so I need this drug," Dante answered before gulping down the drug."Have you ever tried not taking them?" Gavin asked."Yes, I tried once, and I passed out. I need to take it at least once every day," Dante replied."Alright," Adam replied. With Vida gone, the boys had no other option than to adapt. They continued with their sword training and laying traps to catch rabbits. Unfortunately, with Vida gone, Mrs. Joan's soup wasn't as great anymore. The lady had to admit that Vida was the reason th
"Stay back," Adam was doing his best to chase away the blood dogs and protect his family. Everyone was in a similar situation. Many had lost their lives at the hands of the beasts, and help was still far away. Adam struck one of the dogs on the head with his wooden sword. Gavin was also trying his best to protect his two little sisters. He couldn't find his mom and dad."Dante!" one of Gavin's sisters yelled as she pointed at Dante. They all looked at the boy, and something about him was different. They couldn't say what, but they knew Dante would be able to save them."Oh no," Dante muttered as the monsters turned their attention toward him. Though he couldn't remember his past life, his skills still remained. So for that very reason, he could use a fraction of his skills, and the fraction was enough to take care of the monsters. Dante picked up a crowbar from the ground. Normally, monsters from the gates couldn't be harmed by ordinary objects since they were magical creatures. But D
At first, everyone was surprised to see Mr. Jacob, but upon reflection, they found it normal. Since becoming the headmaster of the Golden Lion Academy, he had been obsessed with recruiting every S-rank he could find, even going as far as visiting other countries and realms allied with humans. Many despised his greediness, but no one could oppose Mr. Jacob. Supported by powerful allies, he himself was a formidable S-rank fire mage. At over fifty years old, he was not to be underestimated, capable of leveling an entire city with his powers.As the crowd prepared to see what Mr. Jacob had to offer, Mrs. Joan felt her world crumbling. She feared Mr. Jacob might recognize her, so she restrained herself from rushing to Dante's side."Hello, young hero. I am Mr. Jacob," he said, extending his hand to Dante.Mr. Jacob was a tall, imposing figure with a commanding presence. His greying hair was neatly trimmed, and his piercing brown eyes bore into those he looked at. His deep voice was both so
"You," Dante stated, his face a mix of shock and realization."Hehehehe," Miss Sapphire laughed. "Are you surprised to see me?""Truly, I am." Dante was certain everyone had left, and even if anyone were still around, they wouldn’t be brave enough to approach him again."Would you be kind enough to invite me inside? I don't mind standing outside, but with the countless reporters taking pictures, I feel uncomfortable," Sapphire said."Sure." Dante stepped aside, and she entered. Even before Sapphire could take a seat, her picture with Dante had already reached the city and caused a major commotion, a commotion Sapphire would only get to know about when she returned."Mrs. Joan." Sapphire smiled warmly at Mrs. Joan. From just a glance, Mrs. Joan could tell what kind of person Sapphire was, so she returned the smile."Dante, get our visitor something to drink.""There would be no need for that. I'm sure I have little time before my phone starts to ring." Though Sapphire was not aware of
Dante helped his village repair what was broken after they held funerals for those who had died. Everyone was surprised to see that Dante was still the sweet, humble boy they had watched grow up, and his powers hadn’t made him arrogant. The reporters left three days later when they realized they would get nothing from Dante. He had once smashed a reporter's camera for taking a photo of his mother. Most reporters would throw a tantrum, but after seeing Dante's cold glare, the reporter lost all intention of complaining. The incident served as a warning to others, and none of them dared to try taking a picture of his mother again until they left.“Why don’t you want to call her and have her come pick you up?” Mrs. Joan asked her son. After repairing the village and spending some days with his friends, Dante decided it was time to leave. Instead of calling Miss Sapphire, he chose to take the journey alone.“I want to experience the journey myself,” he replied with a smile.“The city is no
Dante waited for someone from the crowd to help the girl, but no one stepped forward. As a newcomer to the city, he was still unfamiliar with its workings and didn’t want to overstep his bounds. He endured the wait until he could bear it no longer, and finally, he had no choice but to act.“Who are you?” the boy in the middle asked, clearly the ringleader.“Who I am is not important,” Dante replied calmly. “What matters is that she is being forced to follow you three.” As Dante spoke, people around began to take notice of him. Despite his striking looks, there was nothing particularly extraordinary about him. His clothes were worn, his shoes scuffed, and his old backpack suggested an ordinary background.“Hahaha...” The ringleader laughed, clearly judging Dante as a country bumpkin. “I’m guessing you have no idea who I am.”Before the ringleader could continue, the boy standing to his right stepped up to speak. “This is Alex, the only son of the deputy mayor. And this handsome man in
Dante’s senses heightened as he heard Alex’s chilling remark. He had already demonstrated his prowess, but Alex's words suggested that the confrontation was far from over. The crowd’s murmurs grew louder, their fascination and fear evident as they witnessed the aftermath of the skirmish. Dante has never been threatened in his life, not because he was powerful, but because he lived in a peaceful village. So he had to admit that being threatened left a bad taste in his guts, but it wasn't enough to make me cower.Alex’s sinister smile widened, and he stood, his eyes glinting with a dark promise. "You may have won this battle, but the Golden Lion Academy has long arms. Your actions here will have consequences."Dante’s expression remained composed, though he could sense an underlying threat in Alex’s words. "I stand by what I did. Bullies shouldn’t go unchallenged."Alex's eyes narrowed, his voice low and menacing. "You’ll soon learn that actions have repercussions, especially when deali
The Mighty Ones Academy stood before Dante, its towering gates a symbol of the greatness it promised. The academy was already bustling with activity as students trained, sparred, and honed their magical and combat skills. Though the semester had begun two months ago, Dante was an exception—admitted as the only new student due to his rare status as an S-rank awakener.As he walked through the courtyard, the gazes of the students turned toward him. Whispers followed him, not just because he was a new face, but because of his striking appearance. Dante’s chiseled features and piercing blue eyes were hard to ignore. Several of the girls in the courtyard exchanged glances, whispering to each other about the new boy.“Wow, is that him? The S-rank?” one of them murmured.“He’s even more handsome than I expected,” another giggled.But not everyone was so taken with him. A group of boys, standing off to the side, eyed Dante with barely concealed jealousy. His good looks and the attention he wa
Dante’s instincts took over as he propelled himself forward, moving with a speed that left Marcus frozen in surprise. His focus was singular—reaching the boy before the ogre did. The young boy was stumbling, his face etched with determination and fear as he carried a younger girl on his back, trying desperately to escape.The ogre, a towering mass of muscle and rage, was closing in fast. Its heavy footsteps sent tremors through the ground, its mouth twisted into a snarl as it zeroed in on its prey.“Keep running!” Dante called out, his voice steady and calm, hoping to give the boy reassurance.The boy looked up, his eyes widening as he saw Dante approaching. With a renewed burst of energy, he pushed forward, his breaths coming in shallow gasps as he struggled under the weight of the girl on his back.Within moments, Dante closed the distance, reaching the boy just as the ogre lifted its massive club. Without breaking stride, Dante scooped the boy and the girl into his arms, pivoting w
The streets were quieter now, the echoes of roars and battle sounds growing distant as Dante, Aria, and Marcus led another group of civilians to safety. Dante’s focus remained steady, his gaze scanning the area for any sign of threats, while Aria coordinated the movement of the group with calm precision.As they rounded another corner, Marcus took the lead, his defensive stance reassuring to the nervous civilians. “Stay close, everyone,” he murmured, glancing over his shoulder. “We’re almost to the safe zone.”Dante stayed silent, only giving a brief nod when Marcus looked back at him, but his expression conveyed a sense of calm that seemed to settle the group. Though he spoke little, his presence exuded a quiet strength that reassured those around him.Suddenly, a shrill scream echoed from a side street. Dante’s head snapped toward the sound, his eyes narrowing. Without a word, he motioned to Aria and Marcus, who understood immediately.“Go,” Marcus said, stepping up to guard the civ
The city streets were eerily quiet as Dante, Aria, and Marcus made their way through, alert for any sign of civilians in need of rescue. The buildings bore the scars of the monster attacks—broken windows, cracked walls, and deep gouges in the pavement where claws and fangs had left their mark. Though the air was still, there was a palpable tension as if the city itself was holding its breath.Marcus, always quick to lighten the mood, broke the silence. “You know, I wasn’t exactly planning to spend my weekend dodging ogres and wyverns,” he joked, his voice low. “But at least I get to do it with decent company.”Aria rolled her eyes, though a slight smirk crossed her face, and Dante gave a nod, focused but appreciative of the humor.As they moved further in, the distant sound of crashing echoed through the streets, followed by faint screams. Marcus’s expression turned serious as he adjusted his stance, ready to step forward if needed.“Sounds like we’ve got some action up ahead,” he sai
The following morning, students gathered eagerly in the academy’s courtyard, their faces filled with anticipation. This mission had sparked excitement throughout the school, and everyone waited anxiously to hear who would be selected to assist the Hunter Association.Miss Sapphire stood at the front, a list in hand. Her gaze swept over the crowd before she began.“The following students have been chosen to represent our academy and assist with the C-rank gate,” she announced. Her voice was calm but carried a note of seriousness that underscored the importance of the task.She began calling names, each one met with a ripple of murmurs and excited smiles.“Elijah Noland,” she read, her eyes briefly meeting his as he stepped forward confidently, his expression smug.“Aria Windstrider,” she continued, and Aria walked forward with her usual cool composure, her gaze focused and unwavering.Several other students’ names followed, each stepping forward to join the group, their expressions a m
Two weeks had passed since the test, and life at the academy had returned to its usual rhythm. Classes resumed, training sessions filled the afternoons, and students once again focused on honing their skills. But something had changed: Dante’s presence was now a quiet force felt by everyone around him.Wherever he went, students turned to watch, whispering about his strength and the feats he had achieved during the test. Even upperclassmen, those who had once dismissed him as just another S-rank swordsman, now regarded him with a mixture of respect and curiosity.Dante, however, remained focused on his goals, unmoved by the newfound attention. His days fell into a steady rhythm of training, studying, and preparing himself for whatever challenges lay ahead. He kept to himself, finding peace in the routine, while Finn remained his only close companion, constantly chattering and bringing his usual humor into their friendship.During one of their training sessions, Finn shot him a grin. “
The simulated forest dissolved into particles of light, and in the blink of an eye, the students felt themselves pulled back to reality. The gentle hum of the academy’s simulation pods faded, and they blinked as they adjusted to the bright lights of the control room. One by one, the students sat up, looking around, feeling both the physical and mental exhaustion of the intense test they had just survived.As the doors to the simulation pods opened, Dante emerged, calm and composed as if he’d just taken a simple stroll rather than battled through hordes of monsters. He glanced around the room, noting the looks of surprise, admiration, and—most noticeably—respect that lingered on the faces of his classmates.The usual whispers and banter among the students were absent. Instead, they regarded Dante in awe. Those who had witnessed his strength firsthand during the test were particularly silent, their expressions a mix of disbelief and newfound admiration.Elijah, who had previously dismis
The battlefield was quiet now, the last of the monsters lying defeated at Dante’s feet. The elite students, many of whom had been struggling to stay alive just moments before, stared at him with a mixture of awe and disbelief.Elijah’s jaw tightened as he forced himself to stand tall, trying to mask the sting of his pride. He could feel the weight of Aria’s gaze, and his heart sank as he realized she hadn’t taken her eyes off Dante since he had stepped forward.Dante sheathed his sword, barely acknowledging the onlookers as he turned to leave. To him, this was just another fight—a simple task that hadn’t required his full strength.Elijah, unable to contain his frustration, stepped forward. “You think you’re something special, don’t you?” His voice was laced with bitterness.Dante turned, his gaze calm and unbothered. “I just did what needed to be done.”Elijah’s hands clenched, electricity sparking at his fingertips. “You may be strong, but you’re still a swordsman. Without magic, yo
Dante stepped forward, his eyes steady as he took in the scene before him. The horde of monsters surrounded the group of elite students, their growls and screeches echoing through the forest. He could see the exhaustion etched on their faces, each one struggling to hold back the relentless onslaught.Elijah’s eyes narrowed as he watched Dante approach. A mix of irritation and doubt flashed across his face. “What does he think he’s doing?” Elijah muttered to himself, his voice tinged with disdain. Dante’s calm, almost casual approach seemed reckless—like he didn’t fully understand the gravity of the situation.*He’s going to bite off more than he can chew,* Elijah thought. Despite being aware that Dante was an S-rank, Elijah—like most others—had always believed that elemental magic wielded by an A-rank like himself was far superior to the skill of a mere S-rank swordsman.From the moment Dante had been admitted to the academy, Elijah hadn’t given him a second thought, dismissing him as
The students inside the simulation had been battling monsters for what felt like hours. Exhaustion was starting to set in for some, and others were barely holding on. Amidst the chaos, a sharp, clear message cut through the noise.“This is Miss Sapphire,” her voice rang through the simulated forest, audible to every student. “All students ranked A and above, unite and focus on dealing with the monsters. Those ranked below, take cover and hide. Survive for the next four hours, and the test will automatically come to an end.”The students exchanged glances, and for a moment, the fear subsided as they found direction. Groups immediately began to form, with the lower-ranked students retreating into hiding spots scattered throughout the dense forest.In contrast, the elite students—the A-ranks and above—moved swiftly to gather, forming a powerful alliance. Among them was **Elijah**, a rare A-rank elemental awakener with control over two elements: **lightning and water**. His tall figure an