In the deep spaces of his mind, darkness lurked.
Flesh and blood aren't enough to satisfy the great demon, rather the torment of the soul. "Oh, how much I crave for a much tender and succulent soul to feast on..."
Through an eerie forest, a dark shadow walked, a blood curdling scream came from below, the still lake.
The hoarse wails and the clanging of chains, it was music to his ears. He strolled into the grand palace; his footsteps echoed through the halls.
He pushed the giant arched doors and walked to the throne.
His subjects chanted his name. 'All hail Kalaraja, Kalaraja... Karlaraja'
Detached. Kalaraja passed his chained captives, kneeling on the cold floor. He lounged in his purple cushioned throne, rested a leg on the black armrest. He raised his hand, they stopped chanting.
The prisoners then lifted their heads to see their tormentor. They fainted.
Underneath his long, blood hair, lied a vicious grin. With hung
Kalaraja is the king of the underworld. [Spoiler alert] he is definelty going to cause havoc in Draven's life in the later chapters and will be his toughest enemy . Drop a few gems, if you like it!
Draven strolled to an arena nearby, his bracelet vibrated. With a light smile, he excused himself to the washroom. Inside the cubicle, he opened the system interface. [Legend's Scroll] Host: Draven Edgor Castel Age: 17 Health bar: 100% [Host status: Peak Health] [Stats] Intelligence: 18 Strength: 27 Speed: 13 Agility: 8 Stamina: 9 Dexterity: 15 Charm: 13 Luck: 6 Spirit: 20 Overall Power level: 1.0 Power: Invisibility (lvl.1), Fire (lvl.2) Skills: Misdirection, Fire manipulation. Verdict: power of a newly awakened. Still stronger due to the host having higher stats otherwise the host is still weak. [Mission] Defeat Cecilia 450exp [Store] Exp: 950 [Storage] Mystery Map (1/9) [Lucky Draw] Vernon popped near the panel and said "What's wrong? It's just a mission"
Draventurnedinvisibleandrantohisprivateroom. Inside, Draven started exercising and lifting weights. 'Ican'tallowmyselftolose!Thattootoagirl!Rhhh,Damnit!' Afffected,withoutVernon'spermission,hedoubledtheweightsonhisbody. Afterworkingouthisbackandlegs,heskippedtheropeforthirtyminutes,withasoberexpression. Heswitchedonthebattlesimulatorandturnedthenobuphard.Hepluggedhisearsandturnedthevolumeupand poppedapill,strolledtothemiddle. Shiftedhissurrounding
Moments before, his bracelet buzzed.[Mission]Prove who is the boss!1st team win 250exp2nd team win 250exp3rd team win 300exp4th team win 400exp[Bonus period: any acts of bravery will be multiplied ×2]Failure -1000exp and punishment.His brows furrowed, said "Hey Vernon, What's this?"With the tone of salesman, Vernon replied "Don't be like that. It is a great opportunity for you!"Draven sighed "So, that means I have to show my power before the tournament. I wanted to be low key."Vernon said "Well low key is overrated, it is much more effective to act powerful and aggressive if you want to be respected"Draven said "Anyway I don't have much of a choice"Vernon said "No worries most of them are level 1 or 2, it will be easy""What is the punishment?" Draven asked, since he prefers tasting bitter before sweet.Vernon said "Already expecting a los
The whistle resounded, signalling the third match. The third match, wasn’t going to be a walk in a park. The opposing line up, had three high-end performers. Kayla, Matthew and Shawn, the Tank. Tank wasn't a nickname but a title. For the strongest, muscle headed superhuman of each year. Draven expression turned grim, the crowd in the stands changed their tunes, as their cheers rebervated the air. (loud) A lanky, nerd led his team to the other side. The whistle blew again. At first glance, Shawn may not look much. The lanky teen tossed his thick framed glasses, and his facials muscles contorted as they inflated, double the size. His height shot to ten feet, gigantic muscles sprouted, stretching his flexible clothing. He roared, drumming his rippled chest. The spectators roared along. He slammed his fists on the ground, the balls rebounded. Grabbing the balls in the air and threw them hard, rocketed through the air. In a
During the break, An enthusiastic boy said "Blake why didn't you just freeze everyone with your power!" Blake dryly replied "Dude, that will be going against the rules" and slouched back, with crossed arms. "Draven, who do you think is a better fire user?" You or Natalia?" Sharing Blake's expression, Draven said "Natalia" while stuffing his face with chocolate tarts. Surrounded by their ardent questions, some even probed about his personal life. Draven blindly nodded, as in the dept of his mind, he was having a conversation with the system. Draven said "Vernon how much of exp do I have now?" "Hold on" Vernon said and displayed his mission status. Mission status: Completed 1st team win 250exp 2nd team win 250exp 3rd team win 300exp 4th team win 400exp Total: 1000 (×2) = 2,000exp Exp harvest (x2): 3,050exp System calculating...
Painted orange, the sun shimmered in, through the gloomy windows, the curtains danced with the breeze. As the light razed though the shadows, filling it with an orange hue. In the middle, seated a plush recliner, he swirled the wine in his hand, he sighed, staring at the celling. A dreamy smile etched on his gleaming face. "Oh, my Baby… oh my, you are a feisty" His chuckle reverberated through the room. His flagrant eyes unfurled, from the light shuffle of feet. Outside the greyish room, Climbing up, her heels clicked against the wooden stairs. "Good afternoon, young lady" an elderly butler said. Stone-face, she replied "Afternoon, Wilson. Is my brother inside?" Wilson said "Yes, Young master is inside, he must be resting" "Thank you, you may leave" Wilson bowed and disappeared her sight with quick strides down. Facing his door, her beautiful face contorted into a haggard, scarecrow. <
Karisa switched the lights on, their heels clicked against the carpeted floor, they walked into the homely living room, furnished with cream leather and mahogany coffee table, pink flowers; facing a screen of glass, inspicously blended with the white walls, styled with scenic paintings. She clicking on the heaters. "Make yourself at home" He hit the couch. Karisa was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Bored, his lazy eyes roamed, before spotted something within the pile of magazines and books under the coffee table. He sneaked a glance at the kitchen, sneakily lifted the magazines and found several iCubes and USBs. The Orange company created the iCube, more like a CD in the shape of a cube and can store 5D and holographic movies. He snickered, perusing through the titles. Without the notion of privacy, he snooped through her secret collection. A soft chuckle resounded the room, he slowly put them in order, exactly like i
The school bell rang, Draven pushed his chair in and dashed out, before the teacher. A group of speed users zoomed passed and beat him to the cafeteria. Draven anxiously scuttered to the queue. Impatiently, he swayed side to side and muttered "Damn it! Still slow… looks like I need to buy a speed ability!" Behind the recent school times, a couple of buff guys approached him. A bald boy in a white sweatshirt, rudely said "Hey, give me your spot!" "No way!" Draven shook his head, holding his arms. "You want a spot, there is one at back!" pointed him to the back. The other boy, in black, sleeveless top. Gripped Draven's polo shirt and sent a glare. "Hey pal, give us your spot and we will let you go in one piece" he snickered. Draven puffed his chest. Enraged, he said "When I say no, I mean NOO!" The bald fellow, said "Hehe, I don't give a damn..." Draven spat on his face. "Sorry, so do I" hysterical