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Khay Phynom This episode marks the end of the Raid mini-arc. Thank you for your support.
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The Successor System The Kyusei
Within a certain place, A vast, hollowed-out cavern was concealed behind a cascading waterfall deep within the mountains. The roar of the water outside echoed faintly through the chamber, mixing with the low hum of tension that filled the space. The air was damp, and the stone walls were rough and unrefined, scarred with cracks that seemed to form a web around the room. Seven figures stood at different points in the chamber, each occupying their own corner of the expansive space. The dim, flickering light from a series of braziers scattered throughout the room cast long shadows, distorting their forms on the uneven walls. One stood near the entrance, leaning casually against the stone, his arms crossed and his face hidden by the shadow of his hood. Another lingered by a jagged outcrop at the far side, their fingers idly tracing a scar etched into the rock, as if lost in thought. A third crouched low on a raised ledge, their sharp eyes scanning the others like a predator assessing p
The Successor System A much stronger Art
Hmph!A soft grunt escaped as a boy slumped back into the chair he was seated on.His usual spiky black hair now drooped, and his golden eyes—once vibrant—were dimmed by exhaustion, with dark bags beneath them. His complexion was pale, a clear sign of poor health.Anyone who had known him before would immediately notice the stark changes in his appearance. Yet, despite his unhealthy look, there was no mistaking that he had grown stronger. His muscle mass had significantly increased, and the calluses and bruises on his hands told a story of relentless physical training. But perhaps the most striking difference was the aura of magic surrounding him. Even when suppressed, it was intimidating. His roommates, had they been less powerful themselves, might have felt uneasy simply being near him.This was also a result of intense mana cultivating to improve his magic core. All this was the result of one month of grueling training since his return from the Ancient City. Today marked exactly
The Successor System Invitation 1
Art walked through an open pathway, hands in his pockets. He was looking better after finally getting some sleep.Neither Viron nor Sil was in the room. He hadn’t seen them for over two weeks, only occasionally sensing their presence when they returned. The same went for Daste, his third roommate.For some reason, he hadn’t heard anything from his guide during this time. This wasn’t like other instances—it felt different. He couldn’t sense her at all. He believed it had something to do with the body she had told him to hold back in the room back then.Several people were walking and talking around him. From the crowd, he suddenly heard his name.“Art!!!”He turned toward the voice to see Caitlyn running toward him. That’s right, he hadn’t seen her during all this time either. She had a worried yet surprised expression written all over her face.She stopped just in front of him, immediately noticing the changes in his appearance over the past month. He had grown slightly taller and loo
The Successor System Invitation 2
“Art?” Elora’s voice broke the tranquility of the courtyard, her green eyes widening as she took in his appearance. Her heart-shaped lips parted in surprise, and for a moment, she seemed lost for words. She hadn’t expected him to show up, much less looking so… different. Art inclined his head slightly in a gesture of courtesy. The movement was restrained and formal, but it unsettled Elora. She didn't want him acting this way. “You’re here,” Art said, shifting his gaze to the person he was most familiar with. “Yes,” Asura replied, her bright purple eyes locking onto his. Her keen gaze swept over him, noting the changes not just in his stature but his overall demeanor. This was the first time they’d seen each other since the raid, and Asura could sense that Art had grown. Finally, Art’s attention shifted to the third figure present, the most imposing of the group. A woman in her late twenties stood with her arms lightly crossed. Her long, straight white hair flowed elegantly in the
The Successor System Rensley 1
After leaving the courtyard, Art returned to his original plan. There were a few people he needed to pay a visit to.He had worked hard up to this point—gaining strength, overcoming the Academy's barriers, and learning runic teleportation, especially since he lacked the attribute required for it.But there was still one last problem, his presence at the Academy. If he didn’t make contact with others within a week, they would surely come looking for him. This had happened several times over the past month during his period of solitude. The staff would visit his room, ask a few questions, and check on his well-being. While it was nice on their part, it had become a nuisance.And then there was the issue of the Relis.If he left the Academy’s premises while still carrying the Relis, it would give away his location if he stayed too close. If he went too far, the Academy would notice the signal loss. To resolve this, he needed two specific attributes to copy using his new skill. But the re
The Successor System Rensley 2
The moment they saw the grin on Art’s face, they knew something was wrong.The guy with the cigarette was about to take a step back when a fist met him, forcing the cigarette down his throat.He fell to the ground choking profusely as his eyes turned bloodshot red.Without warning, the guy on the couch lunged toward him, throwing a wide punch. Art sidestepped effortlessly, and in one swift motion, his leg shot out to trip the guy, sending him crashing to the floor.“Whoa!” the guy in the ripped armchair yelled, jumping to his feet. “Didn’t even see him move!”“Shut it!” The guy with the toothpick barked. He charged next, aiming a low kick at Art’s shin. Art, however, was already behind him, having casually spun around. His hand shot out, grabbing the boy by the wrist and twisting it behind his back. The boy gasped as pain shot through his arm.“You guys sure you want to keep this up?” Art asked in a disturbingly calm tone.Before the boy could answer, Art raised his arm further up br
The Successor System Clone Attribute
“Seems like you were around,” Art said, turning to face the figure that had just arrived.A boy about his age stood at the edge of the ruined room, a scowl on his face. His narrowed eyes flicked from the smoldering hole in the wall to the unconscious bodies of his group members scattered around. The annoyance in his gaze deepened as he surveyed the destruction.Rensley, the person Art had been searching for, focused his attention on him. “Are you the one responsible for this?” “I’m afraid I am,” Art replied nonchalantly. “I tried talking, but they weren’t in the mood to listen. So, what’s it going to be? A civilized conversation, or are you more comfortable with this method of communication?” His golden eyes gleamed as his aura began to rise.Rensley frowned, glancing again at his defeated teammates. “Are they all knocked out?”Art shrugged. “Why don’t you come see for yourself?”Rensley stood silent for a moment, then began walking toward him. When he was about five meters away, two
The Successor System Shameless Prince
The man at the door continued to stare at Art, his expression a mix of disbelief and growing annoyance.'How the hell did I forget?' Art’s thoughts raced, his heart pounding in mild panic. If this were anyone else, he could come up with an excuse and call it a day. But this wasn’t just anyone. And hadn’t she said by seven? The details were blurring in his mind now, and none of them helped. Despite his inner turmoil, he tried to maintain a calm facade, though a hint of unease slipped through.“You didn’t forget, did you?” the man asked, his voice calm but carrying an edge. “Of course not,” Art replied, managing to keep his voice steady. “You’re just earlier than I expected.”He turned to head back inside but froze mid-step as a horrifying realization struck him.'Wait… I have nothing to wear!'Before he could spiral further, the man spoke again, his tone dripping with exasperation. “Let me guess.” He crossed his arms and gave Art a flat stare. “You don’t have clothes.”Art’s body stif
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Caitlyn took Valor back to the field where she had met the professor earlier.She was hoping to see him, but he was no longer there."This looks like a good enough place," Valor muttered, glancing around.He then turned toward her. "Let's begin by seeing how much you can summon."She stretched out her hands, and after a brief distortion in space, a teddy bear appeared in her grasp.Valor’s lips twitched slightly at the sight. "Don't tell me this is it?""It is," Caitlyn replied truthfully, causing him to facepalm. "But I think you're jumping to conclusions. Tera here is very strong. Let me show you."Caitlyn poured some of her mana into the teddy bear. Almost immediately, it began growing in size, its form shifting as it developed a faint level of consciousness.Its growth stopped at ten feet, making it tower over Valor."I guess it's not that bad after all," he muttered. "Is there anything else you can summon?""No," she admitted. "It's only Tera."Valor let out a sigh. "At least it'
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It took Caitlyn even longer than expected to find Valor.Back in the dream, the fox had told her to find him. She was pretty sure it had been referring to Valor—after all, he was the only male soul summoner in the entire school.Ultimately, she found him seated alone in a secluded building, his posture slumped, a defeated expression clouding his face.Well, considering he had actually been defeated two days ago, it wasn’t all that surprising.He was so lost in thought that he only noticed her when she got very close.His gaze shifted toward her, his brows furrowing. "Who are you?" he asked, frowning."Uh—sorry to bother you. My name is Caitlyn Slerh. I'm a summoner, also in the first year." She figured he wouldn’t recognize her since he rarely attended classes. "I’d like you to help me with summoning magic.""You’ve really got some nerve," he scoffed. "Leave before I get any angrier.""I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I need to tackle my problem if I want to keep up with him. Please he
Fox Soul Summon
Shallow breaths escaped along with gasps as the darkness around a girl twisted into a white landscape.She stood at the center of the brightly lit scenery, a thick white mist curling around her ankles. It felt both cold and hot at the same time.Faint echoes of whispers drifted from the distance beyond.Suddenly, a deep growl rumbled through the air.Her body tensed as she slowly turned.And there it stood before her—a towering nine-tailed fox with gleaming white fur. Its crimson eyes burned like embers, and each of its nine tails swayed along with the wind.She tried to step back, but she found herself unable to move.The fox advanced, its massive paws making no sound as it circled her."Why are you scared?" A soft, layered feminine voice slithered through her mind.Her eyes widened, her breathing becoming faster and more labored."W-Who are you?" she barely managed to whisper."I am the one you freed and saved. I am sincerely grateful for that, so I shall dedicate myself to serving
The Cost of Escape
*Pant**Pant**Pant*Art slowly brought his breathing under control. He had been so close to dying once again.He placed a hand on his damp, bloodied chest. He had managed to escape by using the space swap attribute he copied to switch places with the clone he left in the forest. Normally, the space swap attribute didn’t work over such long distances, but it works specially well with the clone attribute since the clone carried the same mana signature as him. So, It was successful—though at an immense cost.The technique had drained a large amount of his mana, leaving his MP low. He had also timed it as perfectly as he could, but she had been too fast, managing to partially pierce him before the switch.If he had been even an instant slower, he would be dead by now."I need to leave," he muttered, pushing himself up and staggering away. This place had nearly killed him twice—he had no intention of returning.Art navigated through the forest, even though he had no real idea where he wa
Marked by the Kyusei
Art’s grip on his weapon weakened slightly at the sight of the person staring down at him.From the inscriptions on her eye, he could tell—she was part of that group.And judging by the sheer presence she exuded, she was powerful. Very powerful.Fighting was out of the question."Is something wrong?"Another voice drifted in.'Wait… there’s two of them?' Art’s panic grew, now visible on his face. 'I didn’t even notice either of them…'"Yes. Someone’s here," the woman responded, narrowing her eyes at him. "Though I’m still debating whether he’s here on purpose… or if he’s just lost. Because coming here at that level of strength would be incredibly stupid."Art didn’t even have the luxury of feeling insulted.His mind was working at full speed, trying to figure out how to leave here alive.The second figure—the male—arrived at the scene, his gaze settling on Art.His eyes had an eerie, faint blue glow, and like the woman, he bore those same strange inscriptions. It seemed to be a shared
Remains of the Grand War
Art stared at the little chest for several seconds. 'Is it safe to touch that?'After contemplating for what felt like a minute, he decided against opening it now, opting to store it away for later. With a flick of his wrist, the chest vanished into his storage device.Once he finished collecting everything, he placed them inside the larger spatial device he had bought.Now, it was time to check the ruins.There was a chance they held clues—fragments of history that could tell him more about the battle that took place here.Anything that could provide insight into the Grand War.He exited the central building moments later, stepping into the ruins once more.Unlike before, there was no lingering sensation of being watched.Only silence.An eerie stillness hung in the air as Art cautiously made his way through the crumbling remains of what had once been a grand city.The walls, faded with time, bore cracks and scars from the past. Vines crept over the structures, slowly reclaiming the
Back to the city
Art carefully navigated the forest, mindful not to lose his way.He had planned ahead before now, placing the teleportation circle in a spot that would make this journey easier.After a few minutes, he arrived at the area where he had once fought seventeen D-rank beasts. Much of the mess had been covered by vegetation and nature, but the site was still recognizable.A good sign—he was on the right track.Before long, he reached the stream where he and Asura had fought.It was just as beautiful as before, though he had no time to admire it.‘I believe it was there.’ His gaze settled on the tree where she had told him to meet her. Without hesitation, he headed in that direction.Then, he noticed something."Hmm?"Looking up, he spotted several beasts perched in the trees, staring down at him.They were D-rank beasts, clearly hungry, but none of them dared to move closer—let alone attack.Their instincts and intelligence warned them otherwise.Art ignored them and continued walking.Afte
Out of the Academy
Two days later, A girl with bright pink, pigtailed hair leaned against a wall, her arms crossed. Seated beside her was a black-haired boy with a scarred cheek."You're telling me he's gotten that strong in just a few months?" Karen, the number one Elite, asked, his tone laced with curiosity."Yep. I saw it myself. Not only can he use the Silver special arts, but he also wields rune magic decently well. Honestly? I’m not even sure who's stronger between us." Uramia’s eyes flickered with interest at her own words.Even after Art’s fight, more surprises had followed."And it's not just him. There was another one. Another Silver. He caught me off guard the most. You should keep an eye on them.""If what you're saying is true, then even I would struggle to handle them alone," Karen admitted, looking up at her. "I might need your assistance."Uramia met his gaze with an unreadable expression before bursting into laughter."I’ll lend a little assistance here and there, but don’t expect much
Declaration
"You wish! Don't think you'll just have your way. This isn't over yet!" Valor spat. "Go!"His C-rank summon charged at Art once more, its sheer presence pressing down on the spectators. Many students shifted uncomfortably in their seats, intimidated by its raw power. But Art? He didn’t even move.The summon closed in fast, one of its heated appendages whipping forward, aiming straight for Art’s forehead.About two months ago, back during the raid, this attack would have seemed overwhelmingly fast. But now?It was nothing.Casually, Art stretched out his blackened right arm, catching the appendage mid-strike—right at its burning hot-spot.A scream echoed across the arena.But it wasn’t from Art.The beast recoiled in agony, thrashing wildly. It lashed out with its second appendage, but Art dodged effortlessly, then twisted his grip and slammed the creature into the ground. A deep crack spread from the impact.The summon screeched, struggling to break free. Its flailing tails radiated i
