After the hug, Storm then told Lillian that he was ready to go.“We will try our best to fight off the creatures in the school.” Keith assured as he patted Storm's shoulders. Storm looked back at him ready to argue but he stopped him, “and no you can't stop us. It's our duty to protect the school and nothing is going to change that. We are not doing this only because of you but because of everyone in this school. So try not to get killed so this can end quickly.”Storm stared at his friends as they promised to fight off the creatures that would swarm into the school and protect it. “But the destruction has already started, it will only become worse by the time I leave.” Storm warned.“We know.” Ella answered.“And you wouldn't be getting any help from the strongest in the school. You know they also want the orb so they wouldn't help in fighting which would only make things worse for you.”“We know,” Ella replied again, “Have faith in us.”Storm nodded as he hugged his friends again,
Storm was shocked when he heard this, he couldn't believe that Lillian could see through him at all. Cause of the System, his powers grew rapidly, but at the same time, he hid it. The System had been both a gift and a curse. It endowed him with extraordinary abilities, but it also demanded secrecy and caution. He often found himself pondering the balance between power and discretion. He would sometimes wonder if he should show his true powers or not. In a world where power often corrupts, he found himself hiding it from everyone. The world saw only a fraction of him, a mere facade, while the true strength within him remained hidden. He didn't hide his true powers out of shame or fear of rejection. No, it was the dread of exploitation, the worry that his abilities would be taken advantage of and used for purposes he could not accept. In a world where power corrupts, and those who seek it are often the least deserving, he had chosen to keep his powers a secret.He had to keep his p
Storm looked around the realm again before asking, “What kind of powers does he have?”Lillian stared at him surprised he had asked,the memories haunted her, even till now. She could still see his hulking figure towering over those helpless people, his face twisted into a cruel sneer as he killed them without mercy. The sheer power he possessed was both amazing and utterly terrifying to behold. He was no ordinary man, her father was a being of primal, supernatural force. Gifted, or perhaps cursed, with abilities that surpassed the limits of anyone she had ever seen. It sometimes seemed like he had every creatures power, he had magic, had the abilities of werewolves and vampires. He was super strong, fast and very smart, her father was a cunning man who liked to play with his preys. And an unrelenting brutality that spared no one who crossed his path.She trembled as she remembered cowering in the corner, trembling as she watched him effortlessly toss strong creatures aside like ragdo
Storm was shocked when he heard this and looked at Lillian in shock, not believing what she said. His mind raced, trying to process the information she had just unloaded on him. But Lillian laughed, her voice tinged with amusement as she looked at the shock on his face."Yes, Storm," she said, as her eyes twinkled. "The Orb was, in fact, made by your family." Storm's heart skipped a beat. His family? The very thought seemed impossible.Storm's mind became a whirlwind of thoughts again. Could it be true? His family? Had they really created the orb? He had always known there was something different about his lineage, but this? This was beyond anything he could have imagined. He felt a strange mix of pride and fear. But Lillian continued, her tone now more serious, as if she now understood how serious her revelation was. “Humans were weak and had no powers, so the Orb was made by them to gain power," she explained. "They were the right vessel for the Orb and were the only ones who could
“So Magebreaker probably knew about how strong your powers were and went to look for you to seal it. He knew he wouldn't have been able to defeat you if your powers were fully activated. How he managed to suppress your powers, I don't know but now you have you full abilities so you should be able to fight him if you meet him when you to find the Orb. Remember Magebreaker is just like my dad, he is very cunning, don't let him get to you, and don't try to be emphatic there. All these people, creatures, they are evil, they want to use the orb for evil so don't try to play nice, destroy them, anyone in your way.”Storm nodded as she held out his hand and he placed his in hers, she strapped his hand gloves tightly around his hands before speaking, “Remeber everything I taught you, use your mind and your strength. Pay attention to your surroundings, some of these creatures can be tricky and most lay traps, protect yourself well.” She removed a small knife from the back of her pocket and pla
Just as Lillian left, Storm sighed and began his journey, heading directly to the palace. He looked around the realm and sighed again, he thought about all that he would have to fight before getting to the palace. Storm looked around and only noticed the hooting owls sitting on dead trees. They stared at him wide-eyed as he passed, this made his skin crawl. He stared at the tall mountains that seemed to mock him. He knew the palace would be on the other side of the mountain and this made him even more worried, he would have to fight a lot of creatures before getting there. Storm thought about all his friends, he had to do this for them. His thoughts shifted to his family, why did they keep a book about the orb in the library if they didn't want anyone to find it? Storm had never met his parents, they died when he was only a child so he didn't have any memories of them, just his grandfather. His grandfather had always told him he was stronger than he thought, he never believed him but
Three days later, a disorganized Storm stood at the edge of the forest, his eyes fixed on a huge palace in the distance. The palace didn't look anything like the realm, it looked too perfect, not a single thing missing from it, its grand spires piercing the sky, and its massive walls adorned with intricate carvings and ceiling to floor windows. The surrounding area was like a garden, it had beautiful flowers surrounding it with winding paths leading up to the palace gates. Even though Storm was disheveled and looking wretched, his clothes torn and dirt-streaked, there was a fire in his eyes, an undeniable energy coursing through his veins. His life over the past three days took a toll on him but his determination hadn't changed.As he stood there, catching his breath, he couldn't help but think about everything he had been through and what he had endured. The forest around him was alive with the sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves, a stark contrast to the violence he had face
But much to his shock, he was not attacked. Rather, everywhere was calm, making him frown. Still, he walked forward, his steps echoing in the eerie silence of the grand hall. Stepping into the palace, he felt a sense of warmth overcome him, as though he had just arrived home, and this made him anxious. The warmth was unexpected, he hadn't felt this warmth in a long time. The last time he felt this warm was at the garden when the Orb was still there and this thought unsettled him deeply. He had expected more creatures, resistance, a fight, or at the very least, Mage breaker or the King of hell. Storm thought about the King of hell and what he would look like. He wondered why he didn't have a better name instead of the King of hell, he also thought about the Magebreaker. Where they working together? Storm wasn't sure but he hadn't seen the Magebreaker since and he definitely knew he had to fight the Magebreaker too. Storm looked around still expecting creatures to come out of anywhere