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The Successor System The Black Lightning God
"Ughhh! That boy just keeps making things difficult for me. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken him as a student in the first place. No! What am I even doing here in the first place? I should be on a mountain somewhere, drinking away while staring at the horizon. Now that’s life," Zenchi muttered as he walked. After the incident with Viron, he was summoned by the academy’s principal.The damage he caused was more than he expected. 'All this lack of fighting is making me lose gauge of my strength,' he grumbled.Before long, he arrived at a tall building where the principal’s office was located.The last time he was here was when he first arrived at the academy. He could sense the presence of people surrounding the building, even though they weren’t visible."Thirty-two, huh? That’s fewer than last time," he muttered as he stepped inside.Immediately, a tall woman in her thirties, dressed formally, approached him. "The principal is waiting for you," she said before leading the way.In less
The Successor System Consciousness
Viron groaned as he regained consciousness.'What happened?' he muttered, sitting up.His last memories of talking with Zenchi resurfaced.'Wait! I actually tried to attack him?' His eyes widened in disbelief. 'What got into me? I haven’t been that angry before. Was it the stress from all the training?'He looked down at his body and noticed some bandages.'He completely rendered me useless with one casual attack? No, he only released his aura with a little mix of lightning. That was barely an attack. What a monster. How does someone even defeat someone like that?'Viron could feel most of his strength returning, so he had no trouble moving. He walked over to the window and gazed outside.The sun was slowly being replaced by the moon, casting long shadows over the academy grounds. Despite the growing darkness, people were still outside—talking, laughing, loitering.Here, as in most academies, it wasn’t compulsory to learn magic solely for battle. Especially in this era, which had mos
The Successor System Accused
"What are you doing here?" Art stared blankly at the girl standing just inside the room's entrance. She looked about his age, with shoulder-length auburn hair and a round, fair face that grew redder with fury with each passing second.He quickly put two and two together—she was most likely the owner of the room.He immediately tried to clear the misunderstanding."It’s not what you think," he said, instinctively raising his hands."I hoped you would be a good and sincere person, but you're just like the rest. How could you try to steal from us? You even came into my room!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with irritation and disappointment."Wait! What? Steal? No, you have this all wrong!" Art defended himself."Guards! Frier!!" she screamed loudly."I just woke up! I was checking if there was anyone around. I was really just trying to thank you guys!" Art further tried to explain.Seconds after her loud call, four people arrived.Three were men, while the fourth was a woman.The woman
The Successor System Alone in the city
Fiona paced so restlessly in the main hall, arms crossed quite tightly over her chest. As soon as the weighty doors swung, her dad walked in, and she turned quickly toward him."Father! You're back!" Lord Varian, a graying, tall man who had a well-maintained beard, took off his coat, handing it to an attendant. He slightly arched an eyebrow at his daughter's tense posture. "I exist. Though, from the look on your face, something tells me you're not here to welcome me peacefully."Fiona huffed. "You won’t possibly believe the thing that happened."Lord Varian chuckled softly, moving onward toward a plush chair near the fireplace. "I think that I shall, actually." He sat down, gesturing for her to continue.Fiona wasted no time. "That very boy we saved—he tried to steal right from us! I caught him right in my own room!"Lord Varian's brow furrowed quite slightly. However, he remained completely silent, allowing her to vent."And after I then confronted him, he tried to begin making excu
The Successor System Food to Foe
"I knew it!" The lady spat in irritation. "Get this beggar out of here!" "Wait! I'm not broke!"Two large, menacing men appeared beside him.In the next instant, he was sent flying out the door and crashing to the ground.He stood up shortly after, teary-eyed. "I'm actually broke. I'm not used to this. Maybe I should've stuck with those people."Grooowwwllllllllllll...His stomach reminded him once again of its situation.Standing here, inhaling all these delicious aromas without even a bite to eat, was pure torment.He glanced around, wondering what to do next when an idea hit him.'I could trade some things I have for cash. I'm sure they'll be worth a lot.'Thankfully, his spatial bracelet was still on his wrist.All he had to do now was find a buyer or a merchant store.It would take some time and effort, especially with his empty stomach, but he promised himself he’d make sure to compensate himself bountifully.Having the support of the Silver, as well as the Royal family, ensure
The Successor System An Angry Man is still a Hungry Man
Art never thought of himself as some kind of hero who saved every person he didn't know in distress without expecting anything in return. In fact, he considered that kind of mindset foolish—a pointless waste of time, energy, and effort.A simple thank you wasn't enough to justify the trouble.People might call him self-centered for thinking this way, but he didn’t care. That was just how he saw the world.But there were some things even he couldn't ignore. Some acts so vile they crossed a line, and this was one of them.For someone with a 25-year-old mentality—perhaps even older, considering the memories of the life he had replaced—certain things struck a nerve. Especially when he had two younger sisters, though from different worlds.Hearing what these men had done…It triggered something in him.His golden eyes glowed as mana gathered around him, the air shifting with his rising energy.Both men instinctively took a few steps back.'Wait… he's a mage too? But he looked so ordinary.
The Successor System A way in
Art walked through the streets behind the girl, his arms folded across his chest. He tried to stay composed despite his inner turmoil. --- Moments ago "What did you say?" "I want to thank you properly, and you seem hungry. I can't be sure of anything except that we make lovely dishes at my home," the girl said. Art took a few seconds to reply. He might have been hungry, but he still had his pride. "Ehk-hem! I actually have somewhere to eat. But if you insist, I'll take you up on your offer," he said with a straight face. His reply seemed to please her as she smiled. "My name is Yuh. Please follow me." --- And that was how he ended up like this. He hadn’t paid much attention to her earlier, but now he gauged her physical appearance. She looked slightly older than him, with several injuries and bruises—probably from when she confronted those men. They walked for several minutes, passing many people and buildings along the way. This was the first time he was freely walki
The Successor System Painful Death
A young man, about 23 years old, stood amidst a grisly scene—several bodies lay lifeless around him, their blood pooling on the cold, desolate ground. The crimson stains on his own clothes and skin told a story of violence, desperation, and betrayal. It was deep into the night, and the eerie silence of this desolate area cloaked the horror from prying eyes. He staggered slightly, struggling to remain conscious, his breaths shallow and uneven. His eyes, heavy with exhaustion and disbelief, locked onto the woman he had once loved, the woman he had hoped to marry. But she had betrayed him. Drugged, bound, and handed over to the people who sought his life the most, he had been nothing more than a pawn in her game. His family’s wealth and influence were known far and wide, striking fear into anyone who dared oppose them. Yet, behind the scenes, an internal war raged between his father and his uncle. Though uninterested in the power struggles, he had always been vigilant, aware that his
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A way in
Art walked through the streets behind the girl, his arms folded across his chest. He tried to stay composed despite his inner turmoil. --- Moments ago "What did you say?" "I want to thank you properly, and you seem hungry. I can't be sure of anything except that we make lovely dishes at my home," the girl said. Art took a few seconds to reply. He might have been hungry, but he still had his pride. "Ehk-hem! I actually have somewhere to eat. But if you insist, I'll take you up on your offer," he said with a straight face. His reply seemed to please her as she smiled. "My name is Yuh. Please follow me." --- And that was how he ended up like this. He hadn’t paid much attention to her earlier, but now he gauged her physical appearance. She looked slightly older than him, with several injuries and bruises—probably from when she confronted those men. They walked for several minutes, passing many people and buildings along the way. This was the first time he was freely walki
An Angry Man is still a Hungry Man
Art never thought of himself as some kind of hero who saved every person he didn't know in distress without expecting anything in return. In fact, he considered that kind of mindset foolish—a pointless waste of time, energy, and effort.A simple thank you wasn't enough to justify the trouble.People might call him self-centered for thinking this way, but he didn’t care. That was just how he saw the world.But there were some things even he couldn't ignore. Some acts so vile they crossed a line, and this was one of them.For someone with a 25-year-old mentality—perhaps even older, considering the memories of the life he had replaced—certain things struck a nerve. Especially when he had two younger sisters, though from different worlds.Hearing what these men had done…It triggered something in him.His golden eyes glowed as mana gathered around him, the air shifting with his rising energy.Both men instinctively took a few steps back.'Wait… he's a mage too? But he looked so ordinary.
Food to Foe
"I knew it!" The lady spat in irritation. "Get this beggar out of here!" "Wait! I'm not broke!"Two large, menacing men appeared beside him.In the next instant, he was sent flying out the door and crashing to the ground.He stood up shortly after, teary-eyed. "I'm actually broke. I'm not used to this. Maybe I should've stuck with those people."Grooowwwllllllllllll...His stomach reminded him once again of its situation.Standing here, inhaling all these delicious aromas without even a bite to eat, was pure torment.He glanced around, wondering what to do next when an idea hit him.'I could trade some things I have for cash. I'm sure they'll be worth a lot.'Thankfully, his spatial bracelet was still on his wrist.All he had to do now was find a buyer or a merchant store.It would take some time and effort, especially with his empty stomach, but he promised himself he’d make sure to compensate himself bountifully.Having the support of the Silver, as well as the Royal family, ensure
Alone in the city
Fiona paced so restlessly in the main hall, arms crossed quite tightly over her chest. As soon as the weighty doors swung, her dad walked in, and she turned quickly toward him."Father! You're back!" Lord Varian, a graying, tall man who had a well-maintained beard, took off his coat, handing it to an attendant. He slightly arched an eyebrow at his daughter's tense posture. "I exist. Though, from the look on your face, something tells me you're not here to welcome me peacefully."Fiona huffed. "You won’t possibly believe the thing that happened."Lord Varian chuckled softly, moving onward toward a plush chair near the fireplace. "I think that I shall, actually." He sat down, gesturing for her to continue.Fiona wasted no time. "That very boy we saved—he tried to steal right from us! I caught him right in my own room!"Lord Varian's brow furrowed quite slightly. However, he remained completely silent, allowing her to vent."And after I then confronted him, he tried to begin making excu
Accused
"What are you doing here?" Art stared blankly at the girl standing just inside the room's entrance. She looked about his age, with shoulder-length auburn hair and a round, fair face that grew redder with fury with each passing second.He quickly put two and two together—she was most likely the owner of the room.He immediately tried to clear the misunderstanding."It’s not what you think," he said, instinctively raising his hands."I hoped you would be a good and sincere person, but you're just like the rest. How could you try to steal from us? You even came into my room!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with irritation and disappointment."Wait! What? Steal? No, you have this all wrong!" Art defended himself."Guards! Frier!!" she screamed loudly."I just woke up! I was checking if there was anyone around. I was really just trying to thank you guys!" Art further tried to explain.Seconds after her loud call, four people arrived.Three were men, while the fourth was a woman.The woman
Consciousness
Viron groaned as he regained consciousness.'What happened?' he muttered, sitting up.His last memories of talking with Zenchi resurfaced.'Wait! I actually tried to attack him?' His eyes widened in disbelief. 'What got into me? I haven’t been that angry before. Was it the stress from all the training?'He looked down at his body and noticed some bandages.'He completely rendered me useless with one casual attack? No, he only released his aura with a little mix of lightning. That was barely an attack. What a monster. How does someone even defeat someone like that?'Viron could feel most of his strength returning, so he had no trouble moving. He walked over to the window and gazed outside.The sun was slowly being replaced by the moon, casting long shadows over the academy grounds. Despite the growing darkness, people were still outside—talking, laughing, loitering.Here, as in most academies, it wasn’t compulsory to learn magic solely for battle. Especially in this era, which had mos
The Black Lightning God
"Ughhh! That boy just keeps making things difficult for me. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken him as a student in the first place. No! What am I even doing here in the first place? I should be on a mountain somewhere, drinking away while staring at the horizon. Now that’s life," Zenchi muttered as he walked. After the incident with Viron, he was summoned by the academy’s principal.The damage he caused was more than he expected. 'All this lack of fighting is making me lose gauge of my strength,' he grumbled.Before long, he arrived at a tall building where the principal’s office was located.The last time he was here was when he first arrived at the academy. He could sense the presence of people surrounding the building, even though they weren’t visible."Thirty-two, huh? That’s fewer than last time," he muttered as he stepped inside.Immediately, a tall woman in her thirties, dressed formally, approached him. "The principal is waiting for you," she said before leading the way.In less
Viron's Questions
"What did you say you did?!!""Calm down. It's just a simple spar. Why get worked up? It's not like we're trying to kill each other."Viron’s casual response made Zenchi facepalm."Have you ever seen any official public spar between family members of your age range before?"After a quick thought, Viron replied, "No.""Of course not. So you don’t understand how seriously the family takes things like this."Viron stared at Zenchi in confusion. Truthfully, he wasn’t aware of how duels in his family worked. Since childhood, he had always felt something was wrong—or rather, missing. There was an emptiness inside him, and with no direct family members to ask—since they were all dead—he was left in the dark.The only exception was his grandfather, the Patriarch of the family.But even he never paid attention to him.As a result, Viron spent most of his time in seclusion, alone. The other young Thunders then weren’t even allowed to be around him.That was why, when he got into the academy, he
Unrecognized Resolve
Several Years Ago,The evening sun cast long shadows over the barren terrain, its scorching heat pressing down on everything below. This land, located not far from the Thunder family estate, was devoid of greenery. The cracked earth stretched endlessly, interrupted only by a few scattered boulders.Rumor had it that a battle had once taken place here—one so powerful that it permanently scarred the land. Now, it serves as a training field.Theron stood in the middle of it, determined.His small frame trembled from exhaustion, his arms bruised, dirtied, and lightly burned from misfired lightning. His breathing was uneven, his clothes damp with sweat, but none of that mattered.He had to get this right. Taking a deep breath, he planted his feet firmly and raised his hands. Sparks of blue electricity flickered at his fingertips. His target—a large, charred boulder a few meters away—bore the marks of his previous failures.Lightning Barrage.It is a technique that requires firing multiple
