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Asura followed close behind Art as they made their way through the narrowing tunnel. The mana concentration grew thicker with each step, pressing around them. She could understand why Art had chosen this route, though she wasn’t sure if it was bravery or recklessness that guided him since the concentration here was more than the alternative path.Still, she stayed quiet, only the soft crunch of their footsteps breaking the silence.Art, however, wasn’t alone in his thoughts. He was deep in conversation with his guide.'So, you’ve been aware this whole time?' he asked.'Not quite. It’s more like I’ve been in a light slumber. But every time I awaken, I catch up on everything that’s happened. And I must say, you’ve come far. You’re much stronger now.”The numbers didn’t lie. His stats said it all.[Name: Art Von Silver][Race: Human][Level: 94][Ascension: 1][EXP: 4700/5600][HP: 100/100][MP: Locked][MP (Auxiliary): 1050][STR: 114][AGI: 142][STA: 95][VIT: 90][INT: 158][Attribut
The Successor System True Body, True Power
“Just focus on holding the walls back as long as you can. I’ll take care of the rest.” Asura’s voice was steady as she summoned an ice board beneath their feet.Art looked away toward the dark tunnel ahead, a faint smile crossing his face. “I’ll leave it to you, then.” He closed his eyes, concentrating deeply.The ice board lifted slightly, hovering above the ground as Art braced himself. With Asura’s guidance, they shot forward at the exact moment Art used his magic to push against the tunnel walls. His veins pulsed visibly under his skin as sweat gathered rapidly. The ancient magic that controlled the walls was fierce, resisting his force with relentless strength.He was putting his all into this and could feel his mana rapidly reducing with each passing second. ‘This is... intense. Who could’ve set this trap?’ Art’s mind raced, but he kept his focus, digging into his magic reserves as the walls strained against him.Asura steered them with agility and precision, dodging close call
The Successor System Three Welcomes
*Step**Step**Thud*Art slowly placed Asura against the wall after walking through the exit, which was sealed behind them. Her eyes fluttered open just in time to witness Art’s transformation reverse, as his true weapon faded away.‘Just who is he?’ she wondered, studying him.Art, still feeling the lingering effects of his power, marveled, ‘Amazing. Is this what he meant? I felt that I could do anything. To think I have this much power hidden. Although I doubt that it’s something I can do of my own will. I need a way to tap into it on my own.’ His system hadn’t lied; every injury was healed, and his body felt fully renewed. But before he could bask in it, he doubled over, coughing up blood. ‘What?’ The dizziness hit hard, and he nearly collapsed before Asura formed an ice pillar to support him.“You should rest a little too,” she suggested. He nodded, sitting a few feet away to recover.‘What happened?’ he asked his guide.‘Side effects,’ came the response. ‘Your body isn’t yet st
The Successor System The Hidden City
They stood in silence, gazing over the abandoned city that lay sprawled before them. From this vantage, they could see much of its extent, although the far edges vanished into a distant haze. The dominant colors were a muted gray, from the stone structures and green, where nature had reclaimed ground.Art’s mind quickly went to the possibility of an escape. ‘Sunlight from above? Maybe there’s a way out up there.’ But there were two obvious issues: the cracks letting in light were too high, and, if this was a war shelter, leaving it open from above wouldn’t make sense.To test his theory, Art conjured a towering rock spear, infused with a hefty amount of mana. With a gesture, it was sent flying upwards. Shooting straight for minutes until it collided with something invisible and disintegrated instantly, without even leaving a trace of dust. He realized, ‘It’s different from the barrier at the entrance.’Asura tried a similar tactic with a shard of ice, only to see it meet the same e
The Successor System Doors of Knowledge and Mystery
The massive doors creaked open, releasing a slow, ominous rumble as shadows spilled from the chamber beyond. Inside, the darkness was so dense it seemed tangible, yet something about it felt curiously inviting. This feeling was in stark contrast to the lingering hostility that had accompanied them from the city outside. They stood at the threshold, peering into the black void. And slowly, as if responding to their presence, dim lights flared along the walls, casting a spectral glow that revealed an expansive chamber. With one final glance at each other, they stepped inside. As their feet crossed the threshold, the faint sensation of being watched, which had lingered throughout their exploration of the city, vanished abruptly. The large doors swung shut behind them, the echo lingering uncomfortably.There was no turning back now.Their gaze wandered across the grand interior. The vast hall before them was almost cathedral-like, with a high vaulted ceiling supported by massive stone
The Successor System The Calling of Feathers
As the doorway to the mysterious chamber opened before them, Art and Asura were immediately hit with a powerful aura. The energy that filled the room was unlike anything they had encountered before—dense, heavy, and magnetic, pulling them in. It was as though the very air was alive.“This place…” Art muttered, his voice barely rising above a whisper. His words trailed off, lost in the overwhelming sense of wonder.Asura shot him a knowing look, her eyes bright with anticipation but tempered by caution. “We’ve come this far. We should find out what lies ahead.”Stepping cautiously, they crossed the threshold into the room.As their eyes adjusted to the dim light, they saw the vast space ahead of them, filled with items so magnificent that everything they had seen before seemed insignificant in comparison. The room was scattered with artifacts, relics, and treasures of every imaginable kind. Most of them were scattered haphazardly as if forgotten, but still pulsing with raw, untapped ma
The Successor System Spirit of the FrostBorne
Art approached the box with measured caution, his hand slowly reaching for the lid. As the box creaked open, revealing its contents, his initial excitement quickly turned to confusion. The box was… empty. A faint, lingering aura of magic clung to the edges, but there was nothing substantial inside. His lips twitched in frustration."You've got to be kidding me," he muttered under his breath. "Empty? Why does this always happen?"He looked around as though expecting something else to manifest, but the box remained eerily vacant. For a moment, Art stood frozen, processing the sudden anticlimax. The allure of this place, the promise of discovery, had led him to believe that there might be something extraordinary hidden within this chamber, yet it seemed he had come across yet another mystery with no clear answer.Asura, still engrossed in her own box, did not notice Art's growing frustration. Her box shimmered with a brilliant blue light that practically blinded him as she opened it. Art
The Successor System Guide’s Emotions
Art could feel the immense mana radiating from Asura, her presence suddenly more formidable than ever. 'She must have absorbed whatever power was left in here,' he thought. 'This level of energy feels on par with my true weapon's form from earlier.'Still unconscious, Asura didn’t notice as Art turned his gaze back to the empty box in front of him. Why is it empty? Was there never anything here, or did someone else come before us?The thought lingered, but he decided not to dwell on it further. As he tried to shake off his unease, his eyes drifted toward another box in the room, one adorned with the royal family’s crest. It was a bold, commanding design meant to inspire awe—a golden dragon with wings unfurled, its scales glinting as it coiled protectively around a central shield. The dragon’s gaze was fierce, embodying the family’s strength and enduring legacy.A strange discomfort settled over Art as he stepped closer to it, an ache in his head growing sharper with each step. 'Why do
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A frown crept onto Art’s face after the hot feeling in his hands left. [Energy Drain Completed] [+10 stat points]It was less than he had expected.Well, since we used little to no effort taking down the beast, expecting more would just be greedy.He held his head as a brief wave of dizziness washed over him before quickly fading. It was the usual side effect, though noticeably weaker than the first time. Probably because he hadn’t absorbed much this time.The beast lay still on the ground, even after Art removed his hand from its head. It was alive—but paralyzed. Completely unable to move.That was the effect of the Energy Drain skill. Victims became husks—empty vessels. And even now, Art didn’t know how long the paralysis would last… or if it would ever fade at all.With one swift motion, he ended the beast’s life and secured the EXP.The number on his shoulder—his rank—rose slightly, and new digits began to appear. A tally of his total points earned. Since he had only one D-rank
Grand Magus Test II
Lowering his mana aura, Art walked through the forest, which was indeed less dense than the one used during the raid.He didn’t want to scare off any beasts by giving off too much presence, which was why he suppressed it. Deep down, he also hoped some contestants would underestimate him enough to attack first. He didn’t want to go around starting fights as he had to build and mold his reputation as an adventurer, and it all began here.So far, he hadn’t encountered any beasts or contestants, nor had he found another ribbon.It was safe to assume the arena was large enough to accommodate all participants without forced conflict. A smart design choice.His vision was currently amplified by the third ability of his mask. Although it was draining his mana, he wasn’t bothered—thanks to the mask, he had a lot more mana than usual.With his current mana points, he could use the enhanced vision for three straight days before running out—assuming he didn’t recover any along the way. His stamin
Grand Magus Test
"ROOOAARRRRR!!!!!!!!!" The crowd erupted in excitement as the test broadcast began. "Ladies and gentlemen!" the commentator's voice echoed. "Welcome to the 42nd Grand Magus Test! The contestants have all been teleported to the new test arena. This is the first main test, structured to assess their performance as individuals..." He proceeded to give a brief explanation of their objectives, which only heightened the crowd’s anticipation. --- Somewhere within the city... A group of four men dressed in black and grey cloaks, their faces mostly concealed, stood silently. In front of them was a display showing the test. "We went through a lot of trouble creating a fake guild just to participate in the recruitment for this test. What if we don't find anyone suitable, or none of them have what we're looking for?" one of them asked. "Worry not, I believe one of them will possess the spark we need," another replied calmly. "They might be criticized by the world for their nature, but we
Not just a race
"What? Did he just say a race?""I think so." Murmurs filled the room as some participants tried to wrap their heads around what they’d just heard.A lean boy with spiky black hair and sharp blue eyes looked down at his legs, which were covered with a hard yet flexible black material—engineered specifically to enhance and protect them during sudden bursts of speed caused by his attribute.A smirk formed on his face.'This is it. My time has come.'Meanwhile, another boy stared down at his large, protruding belly. “I’m cooked,” he muttered.Art frowned beneath the black-silver mask. Those closest to him subtly shifted away, sensing the slight but menacing aura that radiated from him.He hadn’t realized that his mana aura was slowly being affected by the mask. Others were very wary of him.Their goal here was simple: perform well enough to get noticed and chosen by a good guild. This wasn’t a deathmatch, so the best course was to avoid serious threats—unless forced.Well, that was how
Guild leaders
Two of the four seated individuals turned their heads as Tera proceeded to the last empty chair in the room. Her escort just behind her.One of them was a man who looked to be in his late thirties. He had short brown hair and brown eyes behind rectangular transparent glasses. This was Zyn, leader of the Seven Blades Guild.The other was a woman with long, spiky black hair and crimson eyes.The three top guild leaders were the only Rowans in this city, so the remaining two Rowans present were from other places.The chairs were crafted from top-grade materials—durable enough to withstand any unexpected outbursts from powerful figures like them, while maintaining comfort and a pristine appearance.Tera’s chair was the only white one among them; the rest were grey.She hadn’t requested this, but it had been arranged regardless to ensure her utmost comfort—especially since Fedinar knew she had some... particular preferences."Tera, so you actually came. I've missed talking to you. We didn'
The Apostle of Light.
A/N: Check the ending of the chapter for the meaning of any word with an (*)---Everyone waited anxiously for the test to begin. It felt natural to expect that this year's would turn out better than the tests of the past few years.Then it happened—a loud, echoing sound reverberated through the air, signaling the arrival of someone important. Very important.Only a select few warranted that kind of announcement.The top guild leaders.Courtis—the leader of the Arcane Guild.Zyn—the master of the Seven Blades.Tera—the renowned leader of The Ashen Saints.These figures were like kings in this vast city of Guilds. Within this territory, no one but the Royal Family held more authority. Not even the Great Families.In fact, this wasn’t a good place for Great Family members to visit freely. Here, they were vulnerable—this city was the one place where enemies could hunt them down with minimal consequences.Not because the top guilds were openly hostile—though exceptions existed—but because
Mind Fortitude Test
"You just need to pass through and walk to the end of the passage. Feel free to go through at your own pace," the man gestured smoothly with his final statement.For the first few seconds, nobody moved. They all simply kept staring at the doorway. All with similar thoughts. Everyone was cautious and wary*Step**Step**Step*Breaking the silence, the young man with long sky-blue hair began walking forward. His calm, dignified air was almost tangible, a quiet confidence clinging to him as he advanced toward the doorway.Whether it was due to superiority in age, experience, or sheer faith in his abilities, no one could quite tell what gave him such poise."Bunch of cowards," came a scoffing voice as another contestant, a girl with short, straight red hair from the Vampir family, strode out as well, her sharp eyes sweeping across the frozen crowd.The blue-haired young man was the first to pass through. All eyes sharpened, watching to notice the slightest hint or change.As he passed, it
Strang Masked Figure
Everyone’s attention was fixed on the person who had just entered.A black and silver mask covered his face, revealing only his bright yellow eyes. The figure walked forward slowly, his presence impossible to ignore.Not only his face but most of his body was concealed beneath a thick, flowing cloak.Most people had already assumed he was male—and they were right.A strange and mysterious aura radiated from him.It wasn’t the most formidable presence so far, but it was certainly one of the most notable.The light-blue-haired guy, along with other prominent individuals, glanced at him briefly before returning to what they were doing.He could feel the weight of the stares on him, which meant his plan to make a strong first impression had succeeded.Art smiled inwardly as his gaze swept across the room, eventually finding a suitable spot. He made his way there and sat down.He was buzzing with excitement, like a twelve-year-old about to open birthday presents.He hadn’t had any chance t
The Grand Magus Test
Hurried footsteps echoed through a corridor, each one a sharp reminder of how much still needed to be done.The footsteps belonged to a man who barely registered the sound. His mind was far too preoccupied, and his body showed clear signs of exhaustion. As he moved, clipboards levitated around him. With a pen in hand, he scribbled quickly on the one before him, handing it to the assistant trailing behind—who was already weighed down with stacks of papers and documents—before grabbing another. Over and over, he repeated the process.One clipboard reported incomplete formations. Another flagged a lack of security in the northwest. This man was the event overseer of the Grand Magus Test. Today was shaping up to be one of the busiest days of his life.The Grand Magus Test was held every two years, and he had already made the usual preparations.But yesterday, everything changed.Word arrived that, instead of sending representatives, the leaders of the top three guilds were attending in
